crazy little thing called love - quicksilver f.f. [ON HOLD]

ch. 13 - flappy bird

A/N:

okay guys, so before i start this chapter, can i just say YES I'M WRITING AGAIN: i fixed the glitch so seriously i was almost crying of happiness :')

and secondly, i would really really really appreciate if you shared any of my other stories, just because i'm working on those too, but they have like two reads :/// also, my favorite story other than this one is monsters. it was written by my best friend alexus (her account is @awesomelysaucy). it's about a boy named seven montgomery who deals with depression and it's probably the best story i've ever read in a while. now i read the story as an unedited, and a really rough draft of it. so basically i suggested to her that i could post it on my account for it to get some reads, but it's not taking off like i thought it would *awkward sad face* so like yeah pleeeeeeeease check it out, and if it's not your thing, please share it with anyone you think would like it. it's going to be in the external link and if you're on your phone then just go to my profile and find it. so yeah okay anywho i hope you enjoy this chapter :)))))

- savanna

- ELLE'S POV -

The bouncing of the car woke me up abruptly, as it drove down the dusty road. I lifted my head to see May and Samuel bickering about something or other, and Harry playing Flappy Bird on his phone. Peter was asleep so I left him alone, but I tapped Harry on the shoulder.

"Harry!" I whispered.

"What?!" He snapped.

"Oh, woah sorry." I leaned back in my seat, wondering why he snapped at me.

"Sorry Elle, I was just getting super close to my high score." He told me solemnly.

"That makes sense!" I giggled.

"I know!" He looked down at his phone. "What's your high score?"

"I have actually never played." I said sheepishly.

"Well you're going to." He replied and handed me his phone.

"So I just tap it?" I asked him and he nodded. "Okay then..."

I pressed play and started to play. The bird (which really wasn't much of a bird more like a ball with eyes and feathers) flapped it's way through 13 pipes before it hit one.

"You are the fucking Beethoven of Flappy Bird, Elle." Harry looked up at me in disbelief.

"What? Why?" I questioned, chuckling to myself.

"First time I played Flappy Bird, I got 1. " He told me.

"Well maybe you just suck at it Harry." I smirked.

"I do not!" He cried in defense. I smirked again, and gave him his phone back.

"So what's your high score?" I asked him.

"It's 147." He smiled smugly.

"Well aren't you swaggy." I joked and laughed. I laughed even harder when he flipped me off discreetly.

"Elle can you maybe keep it down? People are trying to sleep." Peter muttered from beside me.

"Sorry Peter. You need that beauty sleep, huh?" I punched him on the arm playfully.

"Ellllllle" He whined.

"Okay, okay I'm done." I giggled, but didn't look away as he gently fell back asleep. He looked so peaceful. His lips parted with each of his tender breaths. His silver hair blew softly in the wind coming from the half open window.

A loud snore emitted from May who had fallen asleep in the front seat as Harry and I snickered to ourselves.

"Wonder if she needs a machine?" Harry mouthed to me. I laughed silently and turned to my phone. Opening up Instagram, I noticed I had 5 new comments on my most recent picture of a sunset.

@ray_the_rainbow commented on your photo: what even is that?? are you trying to be deep because the only thing deep in you is all the dicks up your ass!! SLUT!!!

(A/N: omg that was the best insult i've ever used in my whole entire life i'm so done)

I chuckled at the comments he had made on my pictures. They were all such lame attempts at trying to be rude. I mean, he used to like me for god's sake.

I replied to his comment: "@ray_the_rainbow just remember you once wanted your dick up my ass(:"

I laughed at my reply and locked my phone.

"What are you laughing at?" Peter asked me.

"Ah! Welcome home Sleeping Beauty!"

"Fuck off Elle." He ran his hands through his hair and put a beanie on it.

Scooting closer to me, he snatched my phone away from me and unlocked it. My phone didn't have a passcode so anyone could get into it really. He opened instagram and looked at my pictures.

"So who's this dick that keeps commenting on your pictures?" He glared at my phone, scrolling through Ray's comments.

"Oh, that's Ray. He used to like me in High School, but then shit happened and he hates me."

"Why would anyone hate you?" Peter looked softly into my green eyes. "You're so...amazing."

"Thanks Peter. He's a dick so I really don't care about him anymore." I smiled genuinely.

"Well that's good."

"Yeah, it is." I glanced down at my lap for a moment. "He was my best friend for so long though. I don't understand what I did wrong."

I looked at Peter, who looked a little pissed off.

"I'm sorry, I'll shut up." I went quiet and took my phone from his hands.

Maybe he wasn't pissed at me, but I don't want to ruin anything between us. I don't want to lose him.

I downloaded Flappy Bird on my phone and played for half an hour, listening to Queen songs.

♪ But a cold wind blows, and a dark rain falls, and in my heart it shows. Look what they've done to my dream, yeah.♪