six

47 1 2
                                    

My headache has not subsided from everything that has happened yesterday and I still feel a little bit on edge from the panic attack. I really don't want to go to school today. I feel sick as hell too. I don't know. My teachers will get really mad at me if I miss out on lessons today. Should I just ask Ava for the lesson plans? No, I cant learn them on my own.

Screw it. I'm staying home

~~~

I woke up the next morning with a throbbing headache. Damn, these things do not go away. I take the bottle out of my nightstand drawer and pour out two advil pills. The two egg like pills slide past my throat slowly and I realize I forgot water. Why am I such an idiot. I sit up in my bed, throwing the covers off of my hot, sweaty body. I head to the bathroom to get myself ready for the day. Ugh, I have that stupid math test today. Math honestly sucks. It honestly just takes up valuable time that I could be spending doing something else much more important. And Harry is always throwing pen caps at my back since he sits right behind me. Lucky me.

Oh my god. Harry.

All the events that happened days before came flooding back into my brain. The car, the text, the note. It had to be him. There would be no one else than him to do that kind of stuff. For one, he doesn't like me. Simple as that. Two, he's hella creepy. Three, him and his stupid posy seem like they're all out to get me.

I do not want to see any of them today. They probably noticed I wasn't in school yesterday and will just make up for all the pain they didn't cause me yesterday, today. I know they will stop at nothing just to bring me pain. Physically or mentally. They find joy in the pain they give me. There is a word for that. Sadists. And that is exactly what those five boys are.

After I got out of the shower, I dry off my body and make my way back to my room. Just as I walk in my phone starts buzzing like crazy. I pick it up and press the home button to light up the bright screen. I see I have eleven text messages from Ava and nine from Vianne. I swipe my phone and unlock it so I can read my texts.

Ava: HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!! I LOVE YOU

Damn, I forgot my own birthday.

Then I read the other ten messages, them all stating all of our memories together and everything we have been through. I text back;

Thank you Ava! I love you too and I really appreciate it<3

All of the texts from Vianne were similar and I text her back a thank you.

I place my phone down back on the dresser and start to look for something to wear. I settle on high-wasted shorts and a white crop top with a cut-out in the back. I tug the shorts up my legs and the shirt over my head. Then I grab my foundation and apply a good amount to my face. I usually just wear foundation and some mascara because its all I really need. I don't want to look like one of those try-hards from my school that wear ten pounds of makeup on their face everyday. But since today is my birthday, I decide to wear a thin line of eye liner just too to bring out my hazel eyes.

After I finish my makeup, I quickly blow dry my light brown hair not caring if its completely straight today. I just leave it in its natural waves, pinning some of the front hairs to the back with a white lace bow.

I look into the mirror to look at my final appearance. My long hair cascading over my shoulders and my long legs coming out of the ends of my shorts. My eyes look more vibrant today, thanks to the eyeliner. I actually look nice today. I never really thought I was ugly but I never thought I was very pretty either so I didn't really care about how I looked most days and just threw a little bit of makeup on and my hair into a messy bun and walked out the doors.

But today was different. I felt confident and I didn't want to let anything ruin my day.

~~~

I get to school and quickly walk into the school doors. I walk through the hallways to my locker, every now and then receiving a 'happy birthday' greeting. Once I finally make it to my locker, someone jumps onto my back, squealing. I automatically know its Ava without a second thought.

"Ava! People are staring!" I say in between laughs. She hops down and right away hugs me. She is a lot smaller than me so her chin only reaches my shoulders.

"Happy Birthday!! You better have a great day and don't take crap from anyone today. You hear me?" she say the last part locking her bright blue eyes into mine. I know who she means when she says 'anyone'.

I flash her a smile and say, "I wasn't planning on it. Not today."

"What were you not planning on doing today, Em?" I hear a recognizable voice from behind me.

I whip my head around to see who was speaking to me and his four damn friends.

"Nothing Louis," I say shifting on my heal and cross my arms to seem a tad more confident. Then I look around to see everyone has left the hallway except for me, the boys and Ava. I make a mental note to not look at Harry, just in fear of him.

Louis walks closer to me, a little closer than I would like him to but I don't back up. I need to stand my ground this time.

He seems to notice my change in behavior and raises an eyebrow at me. "Look who we have here. Little Miss Im-So-Tough. What has gotten into you today, Sweetheart?" he says, lightly grabbing my chin. I push his arm away, but not to harsh so he doesn't get pissed.

"Just go away, Louis. I have to get to my class and I'm sure you do too." I say sternly.

Then I hear Niall say from behind Louis, "And who is your little friend here? You're cute. Whats your name, babe?". He peers around us to look at Ava and wink at her.

Ava gets really shy when someone trys to flirt with her. And I mean really shy. She can barley speak and her cheeks flush a bright pink.

I look around at her to see her, as I expected, brightly flushed and with her mouth a tad open. I know shes trying to speak, but no words come out.

Niall walks past me to get to her when there is a few unanswered moments. He cups her face and says with more force this time, "I asked you a question. What is your name?"

She opens her mouth and stutters, "A-Ava."

Niall looks pleased with her answer and hooks his arm around her shoulder and says, "Well, Ava, I like you. Lets go." and starts to walk away with her. Ava turns her head around and gives me a look saying 'help me' so I start walking towards her to go and get her but someone moves too quickly in front of me to block me from helping Ava. I look up into who else's eyes than Harry's. He flashes me a devilish smirk when he notices the fear in my eyes and I turn back around to face Louis.

"Where is he taking her?' I say worriedly.

"Calm down, Love. He is probably just taking her somewhere to make out for a few minutes. That's all." he also says with a smirk. What is with boys and smirking, god.

"Oh." I really don't know what else to say.

"Yeah, well happy birthday Emmeline," Louis says sarcastically.

"Its Emma. Do not call me Emmeline.

"I will call you whatever the hell I want to call you. You got me? Good." he walks away bumping into my shoulder.

The rest of them follow, with Liam saying "Happy birthday, bitch." It literally took me everything to not kick him right in the baby maker.

Then of course Harry catches my gaze again and drops his right eyelid down into a wink and turns away. He honestly just scares me so much now. So much for being brave.

~~~

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Apr 24, 2014 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

The Runaways || h.s.Where stories live. Discover now