song for this chapter: F.F.F by Bebe Rexha
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"Fuck fake friends, we don't need em'"
Ambers pov
Saturday, October 1st
The light rain tapped against my window every second, being the only sound that filled the peace of my house.
Despite my house being overly peaceful right now, I couldn't get myself to relax.
There was a strong ache in the side of my head making me feel dizzy; most likely because I had been sat on my computer for hours non stop.
Recently, my mind had been so fixed on getting closer to Ethan, that I completely forgot about school work.
Usually i was a straight A student, but for some reason i just couldn't find the motivation to get anything done.
"Fuck this." I groaned as my eyes stared at the word document in front of me; which only had five words typed onto it.
This fucking paper can wait.
I inhaled, then exhaled a deep breath before shutting off my computer and sliding it to the end of my bed as I walked to my bedroom door.
I opened the door before walking through, then shutting it gently behind me.
"mom." My voice was loud and direct as I called for my moms attention; making my way down the stairs.
"What is it honey?" Her sweet voice replied back almost instantly, coming from the kitchen causing me to jog towards that direction.
As I entered the large room, my eyes landed on my mom, who was sat at the counter as she typed away at her own computer.
At least she didn't find it hard to get her work done.
"Is there any chance you wanna take a quick break and come hang out with me at the mall?" I spoke softly and much calmer than usual, popping my bottom lip out in order to appear more convincing.
A small chuckle left my mom's lips as she took her glasses off her head, staring directly at me with her dark brown eyes.
"Isn't that something you and Anna usually do together?" Her eyebrows narrowed in confusion, as I sighed.
"uh-she's out with her family. I did ask her though." I tried to explain, not wanting to admit the real reason to her.
Admitting that me and Anna were in an argument over Ethan would just lead to so many questions and most likely a lecture about how friends are more important than boys.
My mom nodded as her lips pressed together; unconvinced. "Okay. Well lucky for you, I could use a break right now."
An instant smile painted onto my lips as I watched her step off the tall kitchen stall, walking away from her piles of work.
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4:00pm
The sound of chatting and laughter filled my ears as my mom and i entered the packed mall.
YOU ARE READING
Till I met you; e.d
Novela Juvenil"What do you even want from me?" "I want to save you." - A broken boy; from a broken home, with a broken heart. The only thing that can possibly fix him? A short tempered brunette girl, with a big heart; on a mission to save him.
