Unexpected

Chapter 8

I hear the door and my mum shouts up. I am still smiling even when I walk down stairs to meet her and for absurd reason, I offer to make tea.

I stand at the counter realising that I have no idea what to cook. I dig my brain for something fancy but when all else fails, I pick the chicken from the fridge. Chicken stir fry never hurt anyone. Except that I have it about three times a week.

It only takes twenty minutes. I dish it up onto two plates but I make sure there is still enough for my brother in the pan. I place the plates on the table and then go back for the forks.

"Mum." I shout and sit down at the table. I start eating. Its actually quite nice.

"Be there in a minutes." My mum shouts back.

I am halfway through my tea when my mum finally sits down. She eats a piece of chicken and pulls a face.

"It's not cooked. It's cold." She states and eats the vegetables.

"No mum, it's been sat on the table for the past fifteen minutes." I say and my mum rolls her eyes.

I put my plate on the side and then I run back to my room. The first thing I do is check my phone. I have no new messages. My heart seems to fall and I sigh. Since when did I get so happy just because Niall messaged me.

I get changed into my onesie and I climb under my duvet. It's only seven o'clock but that doesn't bother me. I switch the Internet off on my phone and fall asleep. I don't start school until late tomorrow so I can sleep in.

I don't really dream. I just replay the conversation Niall and I had today. It was so sweet but over too fast. Even that drifts away too soon and I'm left with no dream or memory. Just darkness.

To be honest, the rest of the week was a blur and then it was Friday. The only thing I can remember from the whole week, is every time Niall and I had a conversation. Which was every single night, at the exact same time. That was agony yet perfection.

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*Pick you up at 8 :)* Kaira messages me. That leaves me an hour to get ready for a stupid party.

*8:30?* I try to reason with her.

*8:15.*

*Deal.* I end the conversation glad to have an extra fifteen minutes.

I rummage through my wardrobe in hopes of finding something half decent for a party that will include seventeen year olds to twenty two year olds getting drink and grinding against each other. Fun.

I pull out a simple tight dress that is black and mostly covered with lace. It looks good on and if it was on any other person, I would have said they looked beautiful but it's only me.

I pair this dress with my peep-toe heels. I straighten my hair and then apply my make-up. Foundation, eyeliner and a deep red lipstick. It's surprising at how a shade of lipstick can make or break your outfit.

Kaira bangs on her car horn. Luckily for me, my mum and my brother are out. And as far as they are concerned, I'm sleeping at Kaira's over night.

I quickly grab my phone then run downstairs. I leave the door open. My mum has only gone out for ten minutes.

I clamber into Kaira's car who gasps at me.

"Lookin' hot Gurly." She smiles.

"I know." I laugh and look at what she is wearing. A red flared dress with red knee high boots. How can she drive in those boots? Never mind walk.

The drive is only five minutes long but I wish it was an hour. Parties and me don't really mix well. Something always happens that is awful or humiliating, even though that's just my life in general.