Christy's POV
I hate mornings. Thinking about everyone was partying in the midnight but I was like a disabled-well I am-,I hate it. At least I'm improving. I just lie there without moving. I can't help but think about Lora and Mark perhaps. What happened between them? What if my best friend betrays me?
No,Christy,stop thinking that. You're ruining yourself.
I carefully get of my bed,well I can walk a little now. After cleaning myself,I sit in front of the mirror. I have changed a lot since summer,according to Miranda.
"You're worrying about too many things sweetie. Look at yourself. You're different from the break." Miranda touches my cheek,smiling weakly.
"What do you mean by that?" I frown.
"You start worrying about you used not to." She folds my clothes and says.
"Is it obvious?"
"To others,maybe no. But for me,yes." She puts my clothes in my closet,putting them in order. "Lose and you'll gain. Remember this hunny."
I sigh,combing my blonde hair slowly. There is nothing in my mind now;I don't know what should I worry or care about. My phone suddenly buzzes,making me jump a little bit.
It's from Mark.
I put the phone in front of my chest,adjusting my breath and pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Good morning,beautiful." I can imagine he smirking.
"Hey,um,where did you go last night?" I play with my fingers. Although I have told myself millions of times not to ask,I still do.
"Lora held a party last night,so I was there." He answers easily.
"Oh."
"I know what you're thinking. And no." Mark giggles. Well I think my mind is very easy to guess.
"Did you have fun there?"
"Not exactly,but I met some interesting people." He emphasizes the 'interesting'.
"Who are they?"
And there is a long silence.
"Not important. I'm gonna go out. Sorry,I still can't be with you today." Mark sounds guilt. I guess.
"It's okay,bye." I half-smile;then he hang up.
Now,I'm interested in people who Mark met last night.
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Harry's POV
The door bell rings;I groan and stand up to the door. It's Saturday morning! Who will come visit me? I unlock the door,and a brunette girl standing there.
"Eleanor? Hi?" I frown,giving her some room to come in.
"Long time no see,Haz." She smiles.
Eleanor is still the same as I first met her two years ago.
"And we just met like,um,two days ago? Thank you." Louis bumps out,scaring me a little bit. I know Eleanor won't come see me alone.
After locking the door,I walk back to the living room. "Wanna drink something?" I ask,trying to be polite.
"Don't." Louis glares at me.
"How long haven't you gone shopping,Haz?" Eleanor opens my fridge,asking.
"I prefer eating outside." I close the fridge," what are you two doing here?"
"We went to a party last night." Eleanor jumps on the dining table,with arm crossed in her chest.
