It's Complicated.

It'complicated.•part 8•

(Still Maddy's POV)
"Haha yeah," Nash laughed.

"You bitch," I joked.

He put his hand to his heart like he was hurt. I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"Are you still home sick?" Taylor asked shooing the boys back into the house.

"Yeah," I gnawed on my lip.

"Do you want any company or something?" He asked.

"No I think I'm okay thank you though," I smiled," I'm gonna try sleeping again," I sighed."G'night pretty boy," I joked.

He smiled," night, sleep tight."

"Okayy," I kissed the palm of my hand and "blew" it to him.

"Haha," he shook his head and walked back into the house.

I walked into my house as well. I crawled back into my bed and I eventually fell asleep.

I woke up with out the four wheelers this time. This time it was the sound if birds outside. I sat up and yawned. The smell of pancakes filled the air.

I got up and walked into the bathroom. I winced when I saw myself in the mirror. I looked like a fucking zombie or a scary character off a horror movie.

I got in the shower. I washed my hair with my coconut scented shampoo to make sure it smelled good. My body wash and conditioner was coconut scented as well. I wrapped my hair in my towel. I put on a pair of black leggings, a loose crop top with a pink banner thing that said "❤Fooooood❤" on it, and I put on my black on black vans. I blow dried my brown hair. I made it look wavy and braided my bangs back. I put on my usual make up and brushed my teeth.

I grabbed my phone and walked down into the dining room.

"Morning mom," I chirped. She was at the table with her laptop an a cup if coffee.

"Morning," she smiled," there's chocolate chip pancakes on a plate in there take what you want," she pointed towards the kitchen.

"Okay," I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a pancake and out it on my plate I put butter on it and grabbed a fork. I ate and walked into the living room.

I grabbed my PS3 controller and turned it on. My favorite game, GTA5 was in the system. I sat around playing the game until the door bell rang.

"I'll get it!" I yelled to my mom.

I opened the door. Taylor stood there in a pair of khaki shorts, his "Taylor Caniff" shirt, and black vans with Nike socks on. No body was with him.

"Hey," I smiled." come in," I gestured him in. He smiled and walked in.

"Hey, Whatcha doin?" He asked following me into the living room.

"Just playing video games," I shrugged.

"Oh what game?" he sat down on the couch.

"GTA5, you wanna play?" I asked holding up the controller.

"Sure," I handed him the controller. He was way better than me.

"So whatcha doing today?" I asked flopping onto the couch.

"Nothing," he shrugged his shoulders.

"Where are the boys?"

"Oh, umm they said they were going to some water park or something."

"Why didn't you go?!" I loved water parks.

"I don't really know," he laughed.

"Oh."