Chapter 11

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I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast and as soon as I walked in, I saw Alex sitting at the island with a bowl of Froot Loops in front of him.

Trying to ignore him, I opened the cupboard to get some coffee out and realised that I probably looked like a mess with dark bags circling my eyes. I need to put some concealer on.

I made my coffee and just stood leaning against the counter sipping slowly.

"You can sit down you know," Alex stated the obvious.

"You say that as if it's not my house. And what if I don't want to sit down?" I feel like if I sit down anywhere near Alex, he'll try and pry my past out of me.

"Ok..."

There was a very awkward silence for the next few moments. Alex finished his Froot Loops and placed the bowl in the sink.

"You're acting really weird, you know."

"I'm not, I'm being normal."

A perfect chuckle escaped his perfect lips. I bet he was thinking that I'm being far from normal. Which is true. Maybe.

"What was going on earlier?"

"What do you mean?" I was dreading this very moment.

"You know, with all the screaming, I went upstairs to check it out but Noah said it was nothing."

"He's right, nothing did happen. It was just a regular nightmare." I went upstairs leaving my unfinished cup of coffee next to him on the island and went upstairs, not allowing him to carry on with what he was about to say.

Looking in the mirror, I realised how bad I looked. Puffy eyes, puffy lips, dark bags, red nose, red cheeks. These never go away until a day later, and everyone questions why I look so bad. Of course, Steph knows but not anyone else except for close family (excluding Adam).

Concealer covered my bags and I added some mascara to liven up my eyes a little. It worked a bit but I still looked like a mess. Ugh. Cheryl can go shove her mascara wand up her ass if she comes up to me mentioning how bad I look. But honestly, I could care less with this killer headache on my mind.

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I know, I know. This chapter was short and maybe slightly boring and for some reason, I wanna upload so many more chapters because I love doing this. COTE!!!!!

Coffee makes me feel sleepier. Why is that?

-Nutella

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