\Avery's POV/
Once I get I my room I shove my iPhone on my iHome and turn Clarity by Zedd on repeat. I love this song. Yeah whatever it's old bits it's still a good song and it gets me through hard times. Don't ask why. When the music starts playing I jump onto my be and start singing and letting hot tears slide down my cheeks. Oh how I miss my parents and don't want to have to like with that douche bag downstairs. Speaking of douche I hear knocking on my door. "Get the hell away from my door!" I squeal, I don't need his shit right now. Especially sines this is a time that I actually break down. "I brought food but I'll leave it on the floor for you." He grumbles sounding hurt. Do I care? Oh wait, no. Once I hear him gone I run out and grab the food and run back inside. Ugh, he made me eggs. That reminds me of my dads eggs he used to make me and I feel tears falling down then getting on my food. Well, guess I don't need salt now. I slowly pick at my food and et tired of listening to Clarity so I put on You and I and start to get dressed or bed. I love to listen to songs when I'm sad or angry. It makes me forget everything that happened around me for a while. I bring my iHome in the bathroom and keep playing music because I need to shower. I think I haven't showered in like 2 days. Hey! I'm not that dirty. I slowly strip my clothes off and warm the water. Once it's to my liking, I step in an start washing my body. In about 20 minutes I get out and dry off. Well I'm going to bed so I don't have to worry about any make-up. I change into my pajamas and plop onto my bed of comfortable-ness. Yes, I know it's not a word but don't judge me. In about ten minutes I end up going to bed for the night.
-Next Morning-
I start to stretch and stand up. If I don't stretch I'll flip out and stay in bed watching cheesy movies. When I leave my room I see Justin making breakfast. "Morning!" I say and yawn pretty loud. "Hello!" He drops the spatula and runs to me and gives me a hug, "I'm sorry about yesterday!" He mutters. Oh yeah. Yesterday. The memory makes me want to cry again but I realize him holding me makes me happy. Wait what? I brush it off my mind as I smell burning and push him away and put out the fire on the stove. "Well let's go out to breakfast!" Justin says already grabbing his car keys. We decided to race to the car and he beat me. So I pout and he just frowns at me. "Why are you pouting?" He asks. "You beat me!" I say with a small giggle and Justin just smiles. Once we get on out way I start the radio and a One Direction CD starts playing and I raise my eyebrow to him. "I-uh-I-mmm-it's my sisters!" He says really fast and blushes. I just roll my eyes, "Yeah right.". Oh geese. There might be a girl in a dudes body next to me. "Hey that mean!" He whines. Oops did I say that out loud? "Yes you did!" After that weird exchange we get out of the car and head into the restaurant. The hostess greets us and we follow her to our table and you could tell she was swaying her hips on purpose. Either she's lezbo or fell for what every girl falls for. I look up at him and he's looking at the ground and whispers, "Your guiding me now." I feel his hand interlock with mine. Oh geese. I feel heat rising to my cheeks and he just smirks! Jerk. She hands out the menus, shoving her boobs in Justin's face on purpose, and starts to order our drinks. Justin suddenly gets up and I see him talking to the manager and he goes and I see the manager yelling at the, well, not a nice word lets say that. "Hi I'm Veronica and I'll be your new waitress. I have your drinks for you right here." She gives us our smoothies then orders our omelets. "So you just told the manager on her?" He nods his head and mutters something that sounds 'for you'. Wait? What?!??
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