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Ugh. Biology. I'm sitting in class when I feel something hit my head. What the fuck? I look down at the ground and see a piece of paper. Picking it up it said, We need to practice tonight.~Ryan.
I smiled to myself. I hear someone clear their throat. "Is that note so important you decide you don't need to pay attention in my class?" Me, being the idiot I am, I look directly into the teacher's eyes and say, "Yeah it kinda is." Mental face palm. "Give me that!" Grabbing the note out of my hand she screech's "You," she points at me, "and you," she points at Ryan, "detention after school!" Shit.
Great, now I have to spend an hour extra at school. Just what I wanted to do today. Sighing, I slump in my chair and zone out. Detention here I come.
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Walking into the detention room I saw Ryan sitting in a desk in the second row with his feet on the chair from the desk in front of it. I walked to the back of the room, sat down, took my phone out, put my headphones in, and hit shuffle on my playlist. I smiled to myself as I heard Going Under playing. I started mouthing the words.Now I will tell you what I've done for you. Fifty-thousand tears I've cried. Screaming deceiving and bleeding for you. And you, still won't hear me.
I had to restrain myself from singing out loud. It was so hard to do that though. But somehow I did.
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself. Maybe I'll wake up for once. Not tormented daily defeated by you. Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom. I'm dying again. I'm going under! (going under) Drowning in you. (drowning in you) I'm falling forever. (falling forever) I've got to break through. I'm going under!
Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies.
So I don't know what's real and what's not.
Always confusing the thoughts in my head.
So I can't trust myself anymore!
I'm dying again.
I'm going under, (going under)
Drowning in you, (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever, (falling forever)
I've got to break through, I'm.
So go on and scream!
Scream at me I'm so far away!
I won't be broken again!
I've got to breathe I can't keep going under!I started to bob my head.
I'm dying again!
I'm going under, (going under)
Drowning in you, (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever, (falling forever)
I've got to break through, I'm going under!
Going under!
I'm going under!As the song finished I looked up and saw Ryan smiling at me. I blushed, realizing how stupid I must have looked. I pulled my headphones out and he walked over to me. "What were you listening to?" "Oh um," I mumbled, "Evanescence." He looked at me and said, "I've heard of that band. They sound pretty good."
We talked for the rest of the hour. When we were allowed to leave we walked to Ryan's car and he drove us home. Home. I can't believe I can call it home. I mean I guess it was now. That made me smile.
"What are you smiling about?" "Oh nothing," I said. He just shrugged and kept driving. He pulled into the parking lot to the apartment. Getting out of the car we walked inside. "How about a movie night?" Ryan asked. "Sure, just let me take a shower and get changed."
Walking into the bedroom I grabbed one of Ryan's t-shirts cause they are super comfortable and a pair of shorts, I walked into the bathroom and got in the shower. Just before I did, I wondered what movie we would be watching. I guess I will have to wait to find out.
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