thank god tomorrow is the last day of school before summer. i seriously am done with brianna's obsession over trying to get me a boyfriend, but that doesn't mean i don't want a boyfriend. i just want to do that by myself. sometimes i just wish she could mind her own business, but thats brianna for you.
i start picking out another casual outfit but i freeze when i remember this is my last chance to talk to that boy. i think i long and hard about what to wear and what will he like. i go with. my one band tee and some black ripped jeans. quite different than what i usually wear but, screw it. i deal with my hair and put a tad bit of make up on and go downstairs.
i think its best if i don't let my mom look at me for too long because she will notice the sudden style change and i'm not too sure if she will like it. shes a fashion freak.
"bye mom!" i shout. she turns around with wide eyes and before she says anything i rush out the door. i text brianna asking when shes gonna be here. apparently she wanted to pick me up today cause she had something to tell me about. my phone buzzes in my back pocket.
text from : brianna
amlosy her
i laugh out loud at her spelling mistake. obviously you aren't supposed to text and drive but when she does she types so fast that its bound to look like another language.
her car pulls up to my house and i hop in.
"amlosy her" i say in a mocking voice then i burst out laughing.
"well sorry i don't want to get fined!" brianna says then laughs with me.
"anyways, i have some tea to spill," brianna says to me with a huge smirk. my eyes go huge, i love drama but i'm never involved in it.
"so you know calum right?" she asks me but obviously knowing the answer.
"i mean yeah you left us alone together yesterday which was extremely awkward by the way, thanks," i say to her. i roll my eyes and cringe at the thought of the encounter.
"he totally has a thing for you, you're welcome," brianna says confidently. i cant help but to frown a little bit. having some guy trying to get me obviously wont help me get someone else.
"thanks," i mumble. brianna has the biggest smile on her face. i feel bad that i don't want to be with calum, he seems so nice and caring. i wish i knew why i can't just be happy with calum instead of constantly wanting to be with someone else. i basically have no chance with the blue haired boy.
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lunch break
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i need to find him. i quickly get out of class and start walking down the halls trying to spot blue hair towering over everyone else, i remember that he was tall. i know that i'm supposed to meet brianna in the lunch room like usual but i only have one chance and im not gonna screw it up.i keep speed walking through the school. why am i so desperate to see someone who doesn't even know i exist. i feel the touch of someones hand on my shoulder and i quickly whip my head around. calum. of course.
"why are you in such a hurry?" he asks me, looking genuinely concerned. god he is so sweet any girl would die for this boy.
"i-uh have to go to the office?" i say questioning myself with what i just said. i'm so stupid. he tilts his head like a confused puppy.
"i'm not too sure you do," calum says grabbing my hand. i'm shocked by the bold action, but i don't hate it. we keep walking down the hall, his warm hand in mine. i look up at his face and he has the biggest smile i've ever seen on his face. he's so happy. i should give him a chance right?
i see the blue messy faded hair in the distance. i grip tighter on to calums hand trying to put the thought that i'm with him right now into my brain.
"do you know who that is?" i blurt out pointing at the hair.
"oh yeah, thats michael clifford. cool guy," i nod and smile at him as we keep walking. michael walks by and flashes a smile to calum. he slightly waves to me with a confused face. i forgot he still didn't know who i was. he will soon.
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authors note
heyyy, i'm having a lot of fun writing this story and i hope you guys are enjoying it :)
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what i want // mgc
Fanfictionaddilyns bestfriend wants to set her up with a bunch of different guys when all she wants is someone else ~ (lowercase intended) ~ copyright; shookhemmings 2018