Change My Mind *1D Fanfic*

Chapter 17

Allison's P.O.V.

After Phoebe chugged the drink she instantly passed out. Damn she can't take a drink. I look over to Louis "Where are we right now?" I ask, you can't really see through the windows they were tinted overboard. He looks out the window cupping his hands over his head to look out the window.

"Umm we are still on highway," he says looking back at us. "Hmm wanna finish with drunk Harry or no," I ask and they nod. I go up to Phoebe's unconscious body moving her over so I can sit down. Harry scooting even closer to her body putting her head on his lap. Hmm he still must be drunk.

"Alright lets get back to the game," Zayn says. "Harry it's your turn,"

"Umm Louis truth or dare," he slurs, pointing towards his friend, while laughing. "Dare," he says, and a smirk is plastered on his drunken face. "Make out with one of the girls, you choose," he says, me, and Alex gasp looking at each other. Louis looks terrified too. "I have a fucking girlfriend Harry," he growls but Harry just glares at him, his eyes becoming slits.

"Fine then," Harry slurs and everyone just rolled their eyes, or even scoffed.

"Harry go to bed, your drunk," Zayn says calmly, and he just walks off without protest just mumbling cuss words under his breath. He goes to the door, entering and then slamming it behind him. I jump a little by the impact.

"Sorry about him," Zayn says. "Oh it's okay. I understand, he's drunk," I say looking towards where he went into.

"We are hear," the driver says, and the guys share their 'awws' and give us hugs. I go over to Phoebe picking her up while getting off the bus, and onto the drive way. "Bye!" I yell back slinging her over my shoulder.

"Bye!" I hear them yell, then the doors close. Then the bus left. I go up to the house still carrying Phoebe in my arms. I unlock the door, and head straight to her room. I place her down on her bed putting her blanket over her. I leave the room while closing the door silently.

I go into my room, plopping myself onto my bed heaving a sigh.

What a day.

Phoebe's P.O.V.

Allison tells me everything including the dare, and me passing out because of my drunkness. "I brought you some Advil because you need some for today," she says, and I give her a confused look.

"You silly. You still have to go to school today!" she says handing me the pills, and a glass of water. I take it swallowing both the pills at a time. I get up, and head to the bathroom turning the knob in the shower. I strip myself from yesterday's outfit, and put it on the counter. I get into the shower washing myself off.

I finish my shower, and dry myself off. I get back into my room with my towel wrapped around my body. I go to my closet checking out my clothes, and trying to figure out what to wear.It seems nice out so I pick out a navy blue crop top, white shorts, and gold sandals.

I plug in my curling iron also, while putting on my clothes. I look at myself in the mirror examining my cut and bruises on my face. I scowl in disgust at what happened. The fight was replaying back in my mind. The punches, the way she treated me with anger flashing in her eyes.

I put a light layer of mascara, and light pink lip gloss. I smack my lips making sure it gets all over my lips. I then start to curl my hair into thick curls. I finish my outfit off by putting on a gold headband.

I grab my phone, my bag, and my wallet just in case. I go into the living room to find Allison on the couch watching the TV. She looks up, smiling once she sees me.

"Alright grab a granola bar, and lets go," she says while picking up her keys. I go into the pantry grabbing myself a chocolate covered granola bar, and scarf it down. I wipe my face softly so I don't accidentally hurt myself.

I grab my sunglasses, and run out the door, locking it. I put my sunglasses on while climbing into her car. She turns it on blasting the music out of the confortable. She drives out of the driveway, and heads towards the school.

My hair blows in the wind, and its just perfect out today. The sun is shining brightly, and the air smells of the ocean. Thats the one reason I love about California is the ocean. It's beautiful coast.

Allison pulls into the school parking lot, cutting the engine. I get out, and then grabbing my bag after. I wait to walk with Allison but she was called over by a group of cheerleaders-she's a cheerleader- I wave goodbye to her, and enter the building.

I walk past some groups of people, whispering things. I heard my name, and the fight in their hushed conversations. I just walk past them ignoring their glares.

I get to my locker opening it. I place my books in there, and pull out new ones that I need for today. Someone comes up from behind me, and gives me a tight hug. I squeak at the reaction receiving an awfully familiar chuckle. I realize who it is, and just roll my eyes. "Adam!" I exclaimed turning around to hug him properly.

"I'm so glad you are okay," he whispers in my ear making my heart swell. He has always been that one person who I can be with, without feeling guilty.

"How was the concert?" he asks, looking down at me. He has always been a little bit taller than me every time. "It was great! Alex got me, and Harry drunk. And I passed out," I say, and he shakes his head while smiling.

"You can't take alcohol, can you?" he asks, and I just shake my head proudly. I shouldn't even worry about it. I shouldn't be drinking in the first place anyways.

"Wanna maybe after school go get a cup of coffee and study?" he asks, and I just nod. "That would be lovely," I said to him earning a smile.

"Lets get to Home Ec now," I said, and he nods lightly. I start to walk, then he catches up to me, walking beside me. "I like that outfit," he says smiling, and I blush. Getting a compliment from him means the world to me.

"Thanks," I say while I put a strand of my hair behind my ear. I still hear people whispering about me. This must be the gossip of the day. I shrug at the thought then we finally make it to the classroom.

Mrs. Clark is already standing up in front of class when we walk in. Our usual spots are opened right next to Jake, and Ashton. Once I sit down, they pat me on the back. I give them confused glances, and they chuckle. "You did a hell-a-lot of job to Brittany, she's scared to talk to anyone!" Ashton exclaims, and I blush.

"Thanks, but it really wasn't me," I say but they just roll their eyes. "Alright class, lets get started," Mrs. Clark says.

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After the class was over I got up, and headed towards the door. I head to my next class, AP Statistics. I get in, and sit at the table alone as usual. But not this time. Stephanie-one of Brittany's followers-comes over to sit right across me. She has cuts, and bruises on her face as well.

I glare at her when she gives me a soft, but sweet smile. "What does Brittany want?" I ask while raising an eyebrow at her. "Im not friends with her anymore," she quietly says, and I gasp. Wow didn't expect that.

"You probably didn't expect that," she says while laughing. I sure as hell didnt. "Well the reason is. I hated the way she treated you guys you know. And that night at the bonfire, I'm sorry about that. I told her it was a stupid idea but she just wouldn't listen. Thats when yesterday, I went up to her, and ended our relationship of being friends," She tells me, and I gape. Wow she is the opposite of what I judged her to be.

"That's good," is all I say, and she grins proudly. "Can we be friends. Because you know that Brittany, and Crystal were my only friends. I was just put into the wrong crowd. Please?" she asks.

Should I?

A/N

Should she have Stephanie as a friend or no? I wanna hear what you would say. Thanks!

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