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AVERY'S POV
7:30 am
The sound of my alarm beeped loudly and I woke up. Today was my big day. My first day at University Arts of London.
The thoughts of yesterday crept into my mind by I quickly pushed them out, today was a day about me.
I yawned and got up from my bed and took a quick shower. I picked out a cute outfit for my first day which was a rolling stone shirt, a jean shirt, it almost looked baby blue, and a pair of burgundy pants. I topped off the look with my black doc martins with some nice sliver earrings.
I lunged down the stairs, grabbed a small frappe, and peanut butter Carmel crunch muffin. This particular muffin was Mason's favorite. The thoughts of my family reminded me of how much I miss them, but leaving was worth it I couldn't live with the weight of Adrianna's death on my shoulders.
"Top of the morning" Spencer greeted me, and I laughed throwing my head back. He gave me a questioning look and I began to speak. "Top of the morning," I mocked his posh accent. "Who says that really Spencer, but morning, do you mind taking me to school?"
"Yeah of course love." He walked into the back to get his keys. "Thanks, you ready?" I smiled brightly, this was the first time I smiled in a long time. He held the door open for me and followed shortly behind me walking to his car.
"So you nervous?" Spencer spoke but still keeping his eyes on the road "Not really" he gave me a small nod and proceeded to drive me to my school.
"Have good first day kiddo" I chuckle at his choice of words "Yea, thanks" I gulp and take a step out of the car, my feet connecting with the hard concrete now below.
Dozens of students walk around in differnt directions hurrying to get to class on time, I push through the large crowd of people and walk up to the steps into the main office.
A large body connects with mine causing me to sumble back and drop my books, I get on my knees scrambling to get up.
"Here" the boy that knocked me over hands me the book, piercings pop out on his face shark bites hang from his lips and an eyebrow piercing hangs their as well. Tattoos wrap around his neck and arms sending me chills up my body, this boy was bad and he had no problem with showing it to the world.
"Thanks" I mumble taking the book back, he turns on his heels to leave and I call out "Hey" he turns around his tattoos and piercings appearing again.
"Do you know where the office is?"
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HARRY'S POV
I tap my pencil against the desk hoping that the lesson would go fast, I honestly couldn't give two fucks about having sex with a condom or not.
The rest of the day is a blur and all I can think about doing is going back to my apartment, I get seated in my car when I hear a ring of the phone "Mate!' Liam's voice nearly screams into my phone "Hey" I mumble not really wanting to talk to anyone.
"What's been up with you latley?" I've been cutting that's what I've been doing Liam, "Nothing" I respond not letting my subconcious get the best of me.
"You wanna go out for a drink tonight?" I ponder the thought, not really wanting to but finding it better to drink away my problems, plus I think i've run out of room on my wrist anyway.
"Yea, okay. I'll meet you there" I hang up shoving my phone deep into my pocket. I zip up my jacket and pull down the sleeves hoping that Liam will never find out. He just couldn't.
I pull into the pub and quickly rush in "Mate!" the familar voice yells from across the bar and I rush over to him. "Hey" I say nochantaly; shoving my hands in my pocket in the process. "Feels like I haven't seen you in ages, it's like you fell of the edge of the Earth" If only I could Liam, If only. "Nope, just been focusing on class and stuff" Lies.
He nods and signals the bartender, "Can me and the lad get 2 budwisers and a round of whiskey shots" she nods and scurrys off "Whiskey?" I say sitting on the bar stool. "Yea, why not?" he throws down the money on the table and the drinks appear.
"Cheers" we hit glasses and gulp down the beer, somehow loving the burning that was going down my throat. It was like in that second, I didn't have to worry about anything.
"C'mon we have to do a shot" 3 beers and a shot later Liam is begging for me to do one. "Whatever" I take the small glass on the tray and tilt my head back finishing it in one sip.
"That's my boy" Liam says sarcastically.
5 beers and 4 shots later I'm completly wasted.
"I'm gonna go" I slur steadying myself as I jump off the bar stool.
"Alright, bye mate" he graps my hand and brings me in for our drunken handshake.
I didn't realize it until the words came stumbling out of his mouth.
"Harry what's on your wrist?"
Fuck.
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