Janella raced outside. Her life seemed to be turning inside: out; upside: down. Nothing was going right- and her first week in England overall had been terrible.
Since last night she has been trying to reach Brooke- each time a voice mail appeared. Maybe Brooke hated her for some unknown reason. For that, she decided to walk to Brooke’s house.
Right when she was about to start walking, Harry’s car pulled up, and a smiling Harry opened his door- standing up, with his arms spread out.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he laughed.
“Brooke’s house.”
“Need a ride?”
“No.”
Harry quit smiling; he was too confused now.
“Janella co-”
“No.” she said as she continued her way walking down the road.
Okay. Time for some drastic measures.
Checking to make sure no one was watching, he speedily raced over to Janella, picked her up and stuffed her into his car. Next, he locked the doors on her.
Stunned at how quick he had responded, Janella began to scream but then realized her actions were useless. Harry continued to stand outside his car staring at her screaming- his laughs, at that moment, began to come back.
Hopping into his car- using his key to open the door- he plopped down on his seat and shut the door.
“Okay. Now that I have you here- what’s really going on?”
Janella’s arms were crossed- her eyes distant and staring out the window. Looking down, Janella thought for a moment- then finally responded to Harry.
“Ugh, just more secrets. I really need to see Brooke though- she hasn’t been talking to me and I don’t know why. She’s kind of the only person I have right now.”
“Haha, you still have me- and okay, I’ll take you over to her house. Wait, who is she?”
“The girl who totally freaked out over you when you first collided into me- by the way, I’m still mad at you.”
“Ah, I see. Well, maybe I should fix that.” He replied, coolly.
Janella’s hand lay on the unlock button she had just discovered- she had a feeling that the jerk she met was finally preparing to use her.
Smoothly, Harry swept over to her- going in for a kiss.
Realizing his plan, Janella opened the door and ran- faster than she had ever gone.
I knew it! He used me- he was using me this whole time. Stupid, annoying jerk! I got to run! Run, Janella- run!
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Brooke’s P●O●V
The front door of her home chimed as to signal that somebody had rang the doorbell. Still happy about her new relationship, Brooke got up from watching her favorite television show- “Wizards of Waverly Place”- and walked to the door.
Smiling, she swung open the door exclaiming, “Hel-” but her smile quickly faded once she realized who it was- Janella.
Janella was out of breath from running. Raising her finger up keying the ‘one minute’ phrase, Brooke began to speak.
“You’re pathetic- for showing up here. You know that right? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me- and after everything we’ve been through.”
“Brooke, wha- what are you t- talking about?” she said, her hands still on her knees.
“Oh, like you don’t know. You’re lucky I’ve been keeping it a secret for you. I mean, Harry Styles? Really, Nella? You know I love him!”
“Brooke, it’s not wha-“
“Look, I’m sorry. I should be happy for you. I really was just hurt at first- but I guess that doesn’t matter anymore!”
“What do you mean?” Janella responded- in full breath now.
“Here, come inside. I’ll tell you once we are upstairs- then you got some explaining to do for me too missy.”
Nodding, Janella followed her friend into the house- shutting the door behind her.
Oh, some explaining to do . . . this is going to be a long day . . .
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When Everything Falls Apart {BEING EDITED}
Fiksi PenggemarBeing single at Janella Erick’s age isn’t what every girl is, but it just so happens that she and her best British friend, Brooke are. Although she hates to admit it, Janella not only acts hard to get- but IS hard to get- that is, until her life swi...