Chapter 4

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I wake up the next morning, haunted by my last night's dreams. All I see is a smile. His. I wonder why it's me. It's almost as if every girl in this school has a crush on him, but the girl he happens to like back is me, the Freak.

15 minutes later, I look at my phone... "fuck I'm supposed to be leaving in 5 minutes!" I shout. So messy haired and scruffy uniform I rush to get to Liams so i can still walk with him. Luckily I catch him, suddenly a sense of joy fills me.

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A couple weeks have flown by at this point and it's like I spend every waking second with him or talking to him, it's gotten to the point where my mum adores him. Which is very unusual.

I find myself awoken from my sweet dreams by my doorbell, to see him outside my door. I turn to my clock, it's 8:37am.  What could he possibly want this early on a Saturday morning?

I rush to put clothes on so I can run down the stairs to greet him. I feel like an excited puppy that's getting a treat, what's happening to me? I'm happy?  I only feel this when he's around. Am I falling in love with him?

I greet him with a soft voice "hey," I say, "What's up?"

"I'm sorry," He responds hesitantly, "Did I wake you?"

*Bored to Death - Blink 182 acoustic plays from phone*

"Well yeah," I giggle, "but three more minutes and I would've been woken up by that anyway" I blush.

"You should probably switch that off," He states ever so bluntly, for a second I didn't recognise his voice.

"Yeah, good idea," I mumble, switching the alarm off. "You better make this quick, I'm sorry but I have to get ready for work."

"Okay." He says, I keep focusing my attention to his hands, usually they're tucked into his pockets, but he's got them out in the open, is he trying to say something? "I'm just gonna be blunt," He continues, "I think I'm falling in love with you."

I want to scream it from the rooftops that I feel the same way, but rather suddenly I see a bag in front of me, and him walking away. Did I black out for a couple minutes or something?
I hurry inside with the bag and take it straight up to my room before I wake my mum. I try focus on getting ready for work but instead my focus is drawn to the contents of the bag, what could be in it?

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