Just Love

Chapter 9

(Anyone who is reading this, I realized I messed up major with time frames in the last chapter, and I fixed it if you want to reread it before continuing and reading this next chapter! Sorry I didn't realize earlier!)

I woke up the next morning, and you know how hangovers go.

I don't know where I am, um, or the girl sleeping next to me.

I'm afraid to look honestly, but I can here her breathing.

Dear god I hope it's a her.

I carefully inched my hand to its head, to feel the length of the hair.

It for sure feels long, and smooth.

I peeked to my right and saw Gemma.

Gemma.

Gemma Styles.

Ah, what the fuck!

"Holy shit!" I screamed, startling her out of sleep.

"What the hell Ash, quite down." She moaned covered her eyes with her hands.

I ignored the pounding in my skull and asked,

"Why are we in the same bed?"

"Um, maybe because we share a room, and a bed, in your house?" She sassily replied.

Oh.

"I knew that." I quietly remarked.

Her lips formed into a smile, and she took all the covers to make herself into a burrito.

"Share please." I begged, lips forming into a pout.

"Well come in then." Gemma opened the burrito and let me inside.

My blanket is king sized, a lot larger then my full sized bed, so there was room to share.

"Yay." I cooed.

Hah. Take that Luke.

"If you tell Luke I'll kill you." Gemma muttered before snuggling into my shoulder.

I dazed off back into a sleep, and woke up alone.

I found no note, no text, or any call from Gemma.

What I did find, is that it's 4 pm.

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I wandered down to the kitchen, and smelled pancakes.

Gemma stood at the stove, cooking away.

She turned around and glared,

"I was going to surprise you!"

I smiled at her, and grabbed the chocolate syrup from the fridge.

"Try putting this in them." I suggested. My dad used to always do that when we ran out of chocolate chips. I'm guessing the combination of the two would be divine.

Her eyes brightened when she saw the Hershey logo, and squirted the syrup onto the cooking pancake.

I looked at what she drew, a heart, and in it was GA.

Surely she means Georgia right?

I'm sure as hell no asking.

Gemma has a boyfriend, and is obviously leading me on.

She has no feelings for me,

Right?

Interrupting my thoughts, the front door swung open.

In rushed a very angry woman,

Gemma's mom?

"Gemma. Let's go. I'm running low on money." Her mom demanded.

"How does that effect me?" Gemma asked not even turning around to face her mother.

"You know what you have to do when we run low." Her mom whispered.

Please tell me she doesn't stri-

"No mother. Never again. Please leave, any money problems you have don't involve Harry and me anymore." Gemma quickly rushed upstairs, as her mother raced out the door.

I was left alone in the kitchen with my pancakes.

Great.

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The weekend quickly ended, unfortunately meaning it was Monday.

Gemma and I had our first day of detention today.

Why am I excited?

I walked through the falling apart doors of my low-budget school, and passed Calum.

"Hey man, if you ever touch Sadie again I'll kill you." I turn around Calum as I do so.

He had black sunglasses on, obviously hungover.

"Who's Sadie?" He slurred.

Or he's drunk.

"Alright. Never mind." I said.

That was simple enough.

I continued to walk down the hallway and this time I passed Luke.

Luke was on the phone, and he looked pissed.

"Boarding school? Are you fucking crazy?" He yelled into his iPhone 5S. Typical. I'm still on the 4.

After a few minutes of yelling back and forth he slammed his phone on the floor.

"Luke, babe, are you okay?" Gemma rushed up.

Luke looked at Gemma with pity.

"Gemma, I need to tell you something." He confessed. He looked at me and said, "Do you mind?"

I mumbled a sorry and continued to my class. I'll make Gemma fill me in during homeroom.