The Bad Girl Does Ballet

Chapter Seven

First off I would like to apologize for not updating for so long, dance and school has kept me very busy and I've forgotten to update.

Recap: Alia got into an accident and fell out of a treehouse. Ambulances came and took her to the hospital while Peyton tries to comfort Eli.  They went to Peyton's house to watch a movie until they could go to the hospital to see Alia.

Also I'm going to apologize for the shortness of this chapter, I dont have my laptop so I'm writing on my tablet which sucks and takes me a while. So again, sorry, and enjoy! 

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Chapter Seven

     "Ugh.  Move over, Eli." I groaned while trying to push him out of my way.  Damn, that boy was heavy.

     "Sorry, not my fault you take up so much freaking room." He shot back, glaring at me.

     We were sitting on my living room couch while watching American Horror Story.  We were waiting for the call from the hospital that said we were allowed to visit Alia. So far we had no idea what was going on with her, just anxiously waiting.

     "You suck." I declared while sticking my tongue out at him.  Just as I said that the front door opened, and I heard footsteps coming down the hallway.

     "The king has arrived!" The familiar voice belonging to my dumb brother boomed.  He strutted into the room, plopping down into the chair next to the couch.

     Noah's eyes went back and forth between Eli and I for a few moments, then stopped on me finally. He opened his mouth to speak, but quickly closed it.  After clearing his throat, he finally spoke up.

     "Am I interrupting something?"

     My cheeks heated up in embarrassment and I quickly replied, "No, no.  God, no. Um, Eli is just hanging out."

     "As friends?"

     Usually Noah acts like a best friend over a brother but when it came to boys, he could play the older brother role.  He was quite good at it, too. One time in ninth grade, a boy had asked me to go to homecoming with him. He showed up at my house and of course Noah had to question him like a dad would. Safe to say that boy never came over again.

     I sighed dramatically. "Yes, dad."

     "Sarcasm is not needed, Pey. I'm just trying to be a good older brother." Noah made sure to point out that he was older every second he got.

     "Noah, its by four minutes. You aren't older by much at all."

     "But oh, I am much wiser and handsomer." He put a hand on his heart and swooned like a preteen girl who was 'in love' would.

     "Get your head out of your ass, Noah. Also, I would hope you're handsomer because I'm a girl, I'm not supposed to be handsome."

     I heard Eli snicker from beside me.  My eyes shifted to him.  He had a small smile on his face, but quickly covered it up once he saw me looking.  Pink rose up on the sides of his neck and I couldn't help but find that utterly adorable.

     "What are you even doing here, Eli?  Not to be rude but I didn't expect to see you cuddling on the couch with my younger" I glared at Noah, "sister."

     The pink on Eli's neck quickly turned a bright shade of red and spread to his whole face. I saw him noticeably stiffen, most likely thinking of Alia.

     "You don't have to  tell him if you don't want." I said. I didn't want to pressure him into saying anything he wasn't comfortable with saying.

     "No, its fine. My, uh, sister, Alia, got into an accident and is in the hospital. Peyton came with me when I got the call from Alia's friend saying she was hurt.  Um, after they took her to the hospital I came back here with your sister and we are just waiting for the call telling us we can go see her."

     "I'm sorry, dude. I'll pray for her."  Noah said, obviously sensing that the accident was pretty serious.

     The sound of a phone ringing made me jump up in surprise. Eli quickly fished his phone out of his pocket.  He quickly answered it, nodding his head at whatever the person was saying on the other line. Relief washed over his face, and he hung up, closing his eyes.  I nudged him, as if asking what's going on.

     "Alia's okay."