Brooke's POV
Once again time was passing us by quickly. April rolled round and things were pretty much staying the same apart from the fact Liam and Milly broke up. Their relationship had lasted all of two months and apparently it ended because there was a rumour that Milly had cheated on Liam. Whether that was true or not I don't know.
Effy was pleased though considering Milly hadn't liked the fact that her boyfriend still had a close friendship with one of his exes and had stopped him from talking to Effy. But now they were over, things were fine again between the two and interactions continued.
We'd see him in town when we all regrouped and the plan for prom was still a go. The days ticked by getting closer and closer, the only thing getting me through it was thinking that once Prom and exams were over, we had a whole six weeks of summer off before college started which I was looking forward to anyway as I was going to study something I'd been passionate about for years.
Believe it or not, Liam got into another relationship. This time with Charlotte, another girl from the squad. And as July drew closer, exams were finished in June and Prom was just around the corner. However, this is where things began to change.
Sat in the car with my mom, I burst into tears.
"What's wrong?" She asked, concerned and confused at my sudden outburst.
I'd already brought my ticket to Prom and my dress however Liam had bailed in agreeing to go with me.
As perfect as the guy is, we all have our flaws, one of his being that he feels incredibly uncomfortable and awkward is situations like that (not that I can blame him, a Prom wasn't really his scene) and the fact that he would bail on things. A lot. This I was now discovering.
"I just can't go to prom." I sobbed. "I never wanted to go in the first place. I only agreed to make Effy happy and now Liam isn't going, I'm going to be a fifth wheel and I'll look stupid in the dress and please don't make me go." The tears streaming down my face.
I was lucky, my mom was relatively understanding. "Ok, Brooke ok. Prom's a week away. See how you feel on the day and if you still don't want to go then you don't have to."
I smiled, agreeing with her solution and just happy that she wasn't mad about the fact we'd
already spent money on the dress and ticket.I told Effy and Frankie what I'd decided to do and although they weren't pleased that I didn't want to go, they were at least understanding as well and when the day finally came, I'd planned to see them both off from Effy's house and then meet back there at midnight for the after party. Now this was a much better plan as far as I was aware.
I admit, a part of me was gutted that I wouldn't be turning up with who would've easily been the hottest guy there, but more than that, I was relieved to not be going.
I helped Effy get ready for it, doing her hair and make up while Kyle sat and watched, confused as to how girls could use the torture contraption that is an eyelash curler. Boys for you. When finally, she was ready and Frankie and her date turned up. All of them looking incredible.
"Photos!" Effy's mom jumped up and grabbed her phone taking photo after photo of the dates together and separate and forcing me to be dragged into pictures with them. Then handing me the phone to snap some photos with her in.
"Brooke are you sure you don't want to go?" My mom asked me. She'd came down to see them all off as well. "I can take you home right now to get ready and we'll just meet them there."
She suggested."Not a single part of me wants to be a part of that." I replied honestly. "I'm gonna go home, eat, shower then join the after party." I smiled, feeling more than content with my plan.
"Suit yourself. Just don't regret it." She shrugged.
"Oh I won't." I was certain of it.
They eventually all clambered into the car and made their way to the venue while I headed in the opposite direction home.
This was it. It was all over. Exams were done. Prom was happening but thankfully I wasn't there. School had finished, summer was about to start and this after party was marking the beginning of six weeks of pure bliss. Life was good.
But there was still the feelings I had for Liam that just would not go away. Every day I sat and stared at Facebook. Seeing cute photos and posts of him and Charlotte and seeing how all 'loved up' they were.
Honestly it made me sick.
Of course a massive part of me was jealous obviously but for two reasons. One being that she was with him and I wasn't but two being because I'd never actually had a boyfriend.
No one had ever found me attractive enough to want to be with me. I was so jealous of always seeing my friends in happy relationships while I was forever being the third wheel or fifth wheel or seventh wheel or even the ninth wheel. It was ridiculous.
I just wanted to be with someone and be happy. More accurately, I wanted to be with Liam and be happy.
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