14 ∆ dipsomaniac

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        The month passed quickly and relief came by the end of it. Juliet, my mother, was still in Wales with her boyfriend, and Alan, my brother, has been spending most of his time at his girlfriend's, so I had the house all to myself and no one was there to upset and hurt me. And even better, the bullies at school started picking less on me ever since Alex came back; I guess it's just weird for them to see me with such a, pardon me, handsome, tall and strong guy. They don't hit me anymore, probably because they're afraid Alex might do something (even though they are six and we're just two, and I'm a scared little shit).

In that time, I had a couple more encounters with 'Hann and the gang', as he called them. I could feel these people getting more and more into my life, into my mind, and it was something I had never experienced before.

I was introduced to their management and staff (their friends, actually) after I coincidentally walked past a venue they had just played on one night; I've come to grow fond of Lenka, Maxi's twin sister and the band's sound assistant. And there was Megan, Will and Cath. Nice people; they all were, but I happened to talk the most with them. 

And Matthew?

Well, Matthew. 

He was still being weird. And by weird I mean being nice when we're alone, an asshole around around the girls and acting all smug and indifferent around the guys. That was pathetic, hence why I stopped hanging with him. He asked me what was wrong and all but I just refused to take that further. I didn't want to tell him he was an idiot, nor did I want to ignore that and keep on being his friend. I didn't exactly consider myself his friend, at all. We just properly talked once and he ended up telling me his life story, and I told him I used to self harm after he caught sight of the scars on my wrists.

Only that.

And I'd like it to stay that way, but unfortunately the universe didn't. 

That rainy Thursday I was dismissed from school after I had a panic attack during one of the classes, and as I walked slowly back home, the rain actually started to fall. I was still two blocks away from home and I didn't exactly want to get soaking wet, so I entered a pub across the street. Oh, the joys of coincidence, guess who I found?

Matthew. 

Sitting at the bar, having a drink. He seemed way past drunk; wasted, honestly completely smashed. Just as I examined his figure from afar, he turned to look at me. He flashed a crooked smile and slid out of the stool, not making it two steps towards me before he fell to the ground, attracting all of the attention from the few people in the pub at that hour. 

I cursed as I went towards him; he tried to get up, but apparently couldn't. He just kept on falling back to the ground. 

''Matthew?'' I called as I crouched down in front of him, holding his hands.

''Anna!'' He cried out desperately. ''Anna, you're here.''

I sighed as I helped him back to his feet; he leaned on the counter and wrapped his arms around me, but I wriggled out of his grip quickly.

''Yes.'' I mumbled. ''Where do you live? I have to take you home.''

''I don't know!'' He laughed. 

I sighed again, turning to the barman that stood there, just looking at us with scorn. 

''I thought this pub didn't serve alcohol until midday?'' I questioned politely.

''I thought kids didn't leave school until three?'' He replied sarcastically.

''Kid?!'' Matthew nearly yelled, looking at me. ''How old are you?!''

''Take this dipsomaniac out of here.'' The barman sighed, annoyed. 

''It's your fault he's like this.'' I muttered. 

''He was alright until you came in, miss. Now please, would you mind leaving? And take him with you.''

Oh, the joy.

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a/n i have like, three more chapters ready, and i wrote it all in an hour. i could update, but i won't, cause im mean. haa!

> dedicating this to megan (flawrovium / badlyoverjoyed / meganbastille / flawsagewithgrace) cause shes more than awesome and i kind of love her. bae. dans not home atm, bet hes with you omg

thanks for readiinnng, you lot. clara x

ps: oMFG

17 DAYS UNTIL THE 1975 + IMAGINE DRAGONS + THE LUMINEERS

18 DAYS UNTIL MGMT

19 DAYS UNTIL BASTILLE + DAUGHTER + FOSTER THE PEOPLE

god bless european festivals.

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