I felt light headed as I woke up from a deep slumber by an unfamiliar voice.
My eyes were hazy and I saw a blur which looked like a boy.
The fuck was Andy doing in here ?
I blinked a couple of times to see who this guy was.
Brendon-fucking-urie.
Jasper fangirled inside my head ,wiggling his ass,to get noticed by him.
"Hey,how are you feeling?" He asked with concern in his eyes.
"Im-Im-uh-" I trailed off sheepishly.
If jasper was a real person,I would seriously punched him in the face in front of Brendon.
But I couldn't.
Get a hold of yourself, he asked you something!
"I'm kind of okay,but my hand feels like shit and my friend told me that I had a near-death experience" I struggled with these words. He had a mixture of anger and guilt on his face.
"Those bastards didnt give a shit that a student had been injured" he grunted and walked over to my hand ,gently caressing it.
JUST FUCK ME!!!!!!!
I pretended to ignore jasper, and dared to ask another question
YOU ARE READING
ANNE
General FictionLife has many questions,some which make sense while others don't. Some may risk your life,or some which will change your life in various ways,and lastly,some questions which may remain unanswered till life ends. Could a girl,around in her late teens...
