CHAPTER 2

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CHAPTER 2

1 WEEK LATER.

I've been woken up, yet again, by my mother. I took out a pair of denim shorts, a white tank top and a blue and white varsity jacket and wore them. Then I walked out of my room, ate a croissant and went to school. You know, same old routine.

As I walked through the door of my school, I have remembered that this would be my last day here. Memories and flashbacks started playing in my head, I felt as if I were reliving those memories again as I walked inside my school. I look at the flag. That flag that I have seen several times during these 4 years. I kept staring at it, then came back to reality as a few snobby girls passed by me laughing at the way I looked at my country's flag. The national anthem kept replaying in my head. I wandered through the corridors, walking through the longest way to my classroom, mumbling the words of the national anthem, running my fingertips through these walls that have witnessed many memories as I walked by them. Flashbacks of me laughing, yelling, smiling, crying... of me playing in my mind as if they were happened right now. I didn't realize that I entered the classroom until one of my bestfriends yelled my name. I headed towards the group of my friends. We were a five-girl clique. We've been in the same class together for 3 years. I remember how we would always complain about how obnoxious 90% of the other students were. I remember how we would talk about politics, religion, society, history..we have always agreed and shared the same interests. We had a lot in commun. And today, today is that last day I get to spend with them. These girls, are my sisters, the sisters I have never had. I love them to death. They've always been here for me. And although none of them knew about what's really going on in my life, although none of them knew about how I felt and what I go through but I'm sure they know something's off with me and they didn't want to make me feel uncomfortable whenever I tell them I just feel tired. They knew there's a reason of why I am the way I am.

"I'm going to miss all of you. And Mercy, I swear to god if you forget about us or replace us I will personally haunt you down and murder you" Sarah interrupted my thoughts.

I looked at her smirking "Oh trust me. I will definitely replace you" I said sarcastically and my other friend, Faith, smacked my arm gasping as I said that and we all bursted out laughing.

The day went by so quickly, I hugged my friends for one last time not realizing my eyes were full of tears that some of them have streamed down my cheeks and I went back home to pack and get my luggage done.

I have spent the two months I had left with my family and friends, enjoying every second spent with them. Even the smalled and most simple things I have done during those few weeks have become the most precious moments in my life. I have realized how important and lovely were the days spent around the people you care about even if you were doing small things like talking about random things. Im going to miss this warm weather, the sun-kissed tan that I can get while lying underneath the sun for a few hours during summer easily. I will miss everything and everyone. Even the ones whom I disliked, the ones who made fun of me.

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I have to leave to London today. Here I am, waiting to get on the plane in a few minutes, hugging my family and giving death glares at my cousin who kept trying to make me feel afraid saying that the plane will crash down and I may die. I'm going to miss everyone. I walked away from them heading towards the gate, looking back at them waving goodbye biting my lower lip so I wouldn't let them see me cry. I let a few tears escape my mouth as I walked up towards the plane but wiped the tears away quickly with the palm of my hand.

As I sat in my place, I close my eyes when the hostess told us that we will be flying. This is my first time being on a plane. My very first time out of the country. I wish I had spent this special moment with the people I love. I tried to buckle myself with shaky hands but I couldn't. Fuck.

"Here. Let me help you out" The boy next to me said while reaching down to my waist buckling me up. I think he has noticed how scared I was. Damn it. I reckon he has probably noticed that I've never been on a plane before.

"Thank you" I have said, too embaressed to look at him.

I closed my eyes as soon as the plane flew, praying, feeling my hands shaking. I heared the boy sitting beside me chuckling.

"I'm guessing you've never been on a plane before" He said. I felt his eyes on me but I didn't even look at him, instead I kept looking through the window admiring the beautiful view.

"So it's that obvious?" I replied.

"Kind of. Don't worry though, the chance of us dying in a plane crash are quite low. But I should be honest, there's a possibility that ot may happen to us. It happens a lot actually. I've been in a plane before during a storm. It's scary. But don't worry, the weather's quite nice so we'll be fine. Unless something happens in the plane's engine or the pilote could make a mistake, you know!" He said.

"WHAT?!!" I said louder than I should. I looked at him with fear obvious in my eyes. I noticed that he has green emraled eyes with long eyelashes framing his beautiful eyes. And he has cherry red lips and his hair was curly and it was up a bit and the curls were more obvious near his ears.

He bursted out laughing, and I noticed his deep dimples that made him look x1000 times more handsome than he already is.

"Holy shit! You should have seen your face and how scared you looked" He kept laughing.

"Ha-Ha! Very funny!" I said sarcastically rolling my eyes.

He kept laughing until he choked and the hostess had to bring water for him to drink so he wouldn't die. And all I did was chuckle.

"Karma" I said while looking at him smiling.

"Yeah yeah" He kept coughing "It's not funny I almost died. But you'd enjoy seeing me die, wouldn't you?" He said pouting a little looking into my eyes. Man oh man. Those eyes are so beautiful.

"It's sort of funny. And yes to be honest" I looked back at him smiling.

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