My Everything

12

Hey Skittles! Hayley here! So, Madds forced me to accept that I wrote the last A/N. Lol, so yeah. Hope you guys like this chapter and if you're anything like me, ya didn't read the A/N. Pleeease do. It's kinda important. THX. Don't forget to comment and I hope you like it!

Oh and also, this chapter is dedicated to @MJulianaG  for guessing my fav. artist (#MendesArmy) and to @thecrazygurl222 because it's her BIRTHDAYYY 
Happy Birthday to the best best friend I could ever have. Thanks for accepting me and my HB attitude lol. Love ya lots, tater tot 

LANCE POV

Aggh, my head hurts sooo bad. It's like if I had gone to a rock concert last night! Speaking of... what happened yesterday? Wait is that....
"Boops, is that you?"

"Of course it's me! What other girl would you expect to wake up to in the morning?"
Ahh Brea, my feisty little Brea. I love you so much, I hope you know that.

"Yeah, yeah, I love you more Boopies. Even with your messed up hair and antsy attitude I can't stand sometimes. I'm hungry, let's go eat"
Wait, I said that out loud?

"You did, dufus. Now hurry it up! It's less of a crime if you burn your own house down" she yelled as she raced down the stairs ahead of me
Yeez, what am I going to do with her

After running, or more like flying, down the stairs after Brea before she actually did cause permanent damages to my kitchen; I saw her confusedly staring from one milk carton to another.

"What's on your mind there, Brea?"
"What kind of a difference do you people see between these two milks? I mean, they serve the same purpose....?" She half-asked me, half-asked herself
"One's whole milk and the other's fat free. See? It even says it on the label"
"Whatever, I'll just use the one that's closer to empty" She remarked with an eye roll
What is up with her today?

She grabbed my Frosted Flakes box hostage and would give me a killer glare every time I very kindly  asked for some. Since I apparently wasn't gonna be able to have any cereal today, I made myself a turkey and cheese sandwhich. I grabbed 2 glasses of OJ, one for me and the other for Brea.
As I sat down, she gave me another "Scram" glare.

"What is up with you today?"
"What are you talking about? I'm fine, totes"
Totes? Yeah, something's up
"Sure, I'm probably just overthinking everything"

We finshed our breakfeast in an akward silence that Brea broke as she got up.
"Hey, so, I have to go, um... do something so.. yeah. I didn't bring anything so, um later I guess."
Later? What are we, strangers? Ahh, play it cool Lance.

"S-s-sure, um, text me"
"Kay"
Kay? Ugh, what did I do now?
"Yeah, uh, were did you say you were headed?" I managed to ask as she was inches from the door
"Um, my.. cat. Vet stuff, its her um, monthly..... check-up, yeah, monthly check-up. Its really like really urgent or something" She stuttered with a sarcastic smile

"Well, do you need a ride? Or something?" I asked to try to get her to open up to me
"Why would I need a ride?" she retorded with yet another sarcastic eye roll
"I dunno, cause your parents are leaving today and all and the vet's office is on the other side of town. I just thought..."
"Well, you thought wrong, Lanco" She extremely rudely, may I add, interrumpted me as she disappeared out the door without another word

Well, that was weird. More than weird, I'd never seen that side of Brea. Is she mad at me? No, duh, of course she is. What did I do? I can't really remember anything from last night, or from all day yesterday for that matter. Maybe I messed up through chat? Maybe checking my phone will jog my memory.