Liar

Seven

"Don't you think Niall's weird?" I ask Jake as we sit in my room, watching 'Frozen' for the second time today.

"Nope, he only thinks he's worse than he actually is."

"True. But it bothers me that he acts so weird."

"Don't think about him, April, it's all fine. Tomorrow you'll go to the headmaster and he'll find another solution."

"I'm wondering what Niall did to Attleboro High that he gets such a simple yet annoying punishment."

"Look, it's June already and there only are three more weeks, maybe you can just handle those twelve days seeing that bastard.”

"You're right, why should I make such a drama about seeing Niall twelve more days for only fifteen minutes."

"Yep, and by the way, Hans is evil!" Jake giggles because of an insider we have. I watched that film three times before and as I watched it the first time with him I said all the time during the movie, Hans is evil!

"Did you know that Niall lives on the street? His parents left him at the age of ten or something."

"Will you please shut up? You're talking about Niall all the freaking time! I drove three damned hours to see you and now all you do is talking about a guy you hate," he's right, it just seems like I can't stop talking about Niall and that is giving me anxious, because I actually don't want to talk let alone to think about him.

"I, I'm sorry...“

"Oh no, uhm, I didn't mean it, I, just, listen, I know that you're aware of me still loving you. It kind of hurts to hear you talking about another guy all the time...“

"You still love me?" Even though I was assuming it, to hear it coming from his lips is shocking me anyway.

"I thought you knew I did."

"Well, yeah, sort of, but I didn't expect you to say it."

"I'm gonna go to bed, see you tomorrow, sleep well," he says before leaving me alone in my room.

I am lying in my bed, thinking of what just happened. I sort of like the idea of us getting back together, but something is bothering me once again. My eyes are wide open because I still can't believe it. I knew it, yes, but hearing him admitting it was just so unexpected. The best thing about sleeping is that every problem disappears and doesn't come back for hours.

The problem is I can't sleep.

Always when I can't sleep at all I take my guitar and play a song that is on my mind. I've been playing the guitar since I was seven years old. I stand to my feet, go toward my guitar and take it to play a song that has been on my mind all day already, Ed Sheeran's Kiss Me. My guitar is black, white on the line and orange, almost yellow in the middle. It sounds ridiculous and actually it is quite ridiculous but I called my guitar Eddie. I normally call Ed Sheeran 'Eddie My Baby' because I'm quite a fan of him. Usually I sing to the melody I'm playing but it's one in the morning and I can't sing from the top of my lungs now. Nobody knows about my passion yet, not even Jake or my father. They know I’m playing the guitar, but nobody knows about me singing. I'm strumming along the chords to this song and after a while I lie down with the guitar and fall asleep playing the song quietly.

*

I wake up with the sun shining into my room and brightening it. I pull the blanket to the side and stand up from the bed slowly. I put on black jeans and a white plain shirt. I lace up my Doc Martens boots and leave my room.

"Morning," Jake comes out of his room as well. He's fully dressed in blue jeans and a white button up shirt. "Shall I drive you to school?"

"Yes, that'd be great. Thanks.” We go down the stairs and leave the house with a sandwich Geoff gave us. Jake's car is standing in the driveway and we get in. He opens up the door for me like a gentleman. After two seconds he sits down on the driver’s seat.