25. Let's Be Friends

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I have rewritten this chapter about 23 times and I'm still not pleased with it at all. It's one of those chapter you just have to get it over with. The next chapters will be better. I promise.

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Chapter 25, let's be friends

Since when is my bed this hard? I pushed the mattress down only to find it not budging like it does normally. How did I get home last night? I peeked through one eye. 

I screamed.

Someone else screamed.

I screamed again. That second scream was not mine. It wasn't even feminine. It could be a girl with a very deep voice, a dumb voice inside my head said. Did I really go home with a boy? I checked underneath the blankets to find myself in a boy's shirt and some joggings. What the hell did I do?

"Katie, why are you hiding beneath your blankets?" A familiar voice spoke. A way too familiar voice.

"Ethan?" I pulled the blankets down. "Why am I in your bed?"

"I took you here last night." He sat up from the ground.

"Why?"

"Because I found you laying in the grass, freezing to your death. Drunk, I might add."

"Oh." I pulled the blanket over my head again. "I'm going to hide under these blankets until I die."

"Don't you remember?"

"No?" My voice was muffled. I tried remembering bits of last night, but couldn't retrieve any memories of the events that had gone on. I was at the bar. The bartender kept asking my age and I kept saying I was old enough. He kept giving me drinks. Vodka, I think. Was it Vodka?

"What? Did I do something bad?"

"Well.." he paused, "You kind off robbed a store with me."

"I DID NOT!" I jumped up from the bed.

"Of course you didn't. I'm just messing with you." He laughed and stood up. "But I did found you at our place, laying down in the grass. You kept talking about a star."

I was silent.

"And then you started crying. You really don't remember any of this?" He looked at me, almost with a sorry look on his face. Some parts of it flashed through my head, but they were all vague. I remember laying in the grass. I remember his arms around me. I remember feeling safe. I remember being a wreck.

"It's slowly coming back. I'm sorry, I should probably go." I grabbed my clothes from the chair that stood in the back of the room.

Ethan grabbed my arm, "Don't go. Please."

"I was already such a burden to you last night, I don't want to make it worse. It's not like we're friends or anything, so you don't have to do this."

Ethan's P.O.V.

I've seen Katie walk through the halls of the school, but every time that I wanted to talk to her, she disappeared. When I sent her a text, she just ignored me. -I've sent a lot of texts, she's good at ignoring- -I hate this- I haven't gotten a chance to explain that I didn't mind her staying at my place. That I didn't and don't mind being the anchor she needs.

So when I pulled her into an empty class room without giving it a second thought, I was speechless. Katie stood in front of me, looking at me with those big, blue puppy eyes. She was so pretty, I could look at her all day. When she said that we weren't friends, it felt like something died inside of me. I know that we have never really been friends because I was such a jerk to her. We had a rough start, but I think that we could have a real friendship. Maybe even more.

I pulled her in to a hug. "I am your friend. From now on at least. And I'm sorry that you had to go through all this."

Katie pulled out from the hug and smiled. "I'm sorry that I've been ignoring you. I-I was ashamed of what happened last week. You shouldn't have seen me like that. But I'm thankful that you took me home and took care of me."

"That's what friends are for." I smiled.

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I'M A JERK AND I APOLOGISE PROFOUNDLY FOR NOT UPLOADING AND GIVING YOU ALL THE IMPRESSION THAT I WAS ABANDONING THIS BOOK. I WILL FINISH THIS BOOK (I already have a new story in mind for the next one)

I will be uploading chapters more regularly from now on. PINKY PROMISE!

Xoxo Janne

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