Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

51. Drive

Cami P.O.V.

9:35 P.M.

"Don't forget, we have that private school meeting tomorrow. I'll call the school and tell them you'll be late. I expect you to be up before seven o'clock so we can get there on time. We mustn't be late, it's not the best first impression you know." Mum reminded, and set a pile of clean clothes on my dresser. She reached down, giving a small kiss to my forehead and her arms engulfed me. "Goodnight sweetheart."

"Goodnight. Thank you for everything by the way." I smiled at her, sincerity thick through the words. A wonderful mother would only do this for her child, and she's practically one of the greatest in the world.

"You're welcome, sweetie. You just get some rest and I'll see you in the morning." Her hands pat my back as she stands up, her feet leading her out the door as it shuts with a slight creak.

I am hidden beneath my blanket, snuggled so far under I can't see the moonlight, shining through my silk curtains. It's hauntingly dark under here, and I can't see anything. For once, nothing can possibly be a bother.

I like it like this.

My eyelids are slowly drooping as I think about what is to come tomorrow. Making the life altering decision to go to a school a hour away from Cheshire is huge. I know no one where I might be going.

But isn't that a good thing? I can start with a clean slate and not have to worry about partying, boys, and drama. I can practically create a new person before the end of senior year. Focusing on my school work, I can possibly graduate early or be valedictorian for the class of 2015.

But is sacrificing the life that I have all worth it? Is losing the only best friend from my childhood worth it?

'He hurt you Camilla. He bullied you for three years straight. How stupid of a little trot you are. Going out with a boy who hates you and still probably does. Everything is a lie. Every last I love you, to every last text or call. You don't deserve to have friends. Nor he does deserve you.'

There's that voice again. Most of the time it wants to pull me under the surface until I can't breathe anymore. Others it makes me feel stabilized, a new feeling engulfing my senses. That voice has been in the back of my head for four years.

I just want the double side to go away.

Just as the darkness sets in around my body and my eyes droop to heavy to open, the marimba ring tone goes off in my ear and I groan, reaching over to the bedside table. My eyes scan over the caller and my eyebrows furrow in confusion.

9:52 Incoming Call

Luke 😋👌

My finger presses the accept button before I can think, and I press it to my ear.

"Hello?" It comes out throaty, not that it was meant to be.

"Heyyyyy Camiiiiii." Small slurs are heard from the other side of the phone, but I can tell it's him.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm amazingggg actually. Hey you - you know something? Your hairrrrr reminds me offf chocoate." He slurs and laughter erupts after his short confession.

"Are you drunk?" I keep my voice low, afraid that my mother will hear me next door. I'm not supposed to be up right now.

"Noooo. I just wanted to call you, to - to tell you that... That I like unicorns!" Subtle laughter runs through my ear as Luke stutters out the words.

"Luke, I think you are drunk. Call me when you're sober." I blamtly spoke, heavy breathing on the other end.

"Butt I am. I promissseee. You know, why do guys always have to try - try to pick fffights with me, huh? This stupid guy with hiss stupid quiffff and his stupid jean jacket, like who does heee think he iss?" He sounds like he is about to pass out and my heart starts beating faster. "I think I'm g-gonna head home, drive away from this s-stupid partyyy."

"Luke no. Where are you?" I ask, in fear that he actually might step behind the wheel. Before I can think, I'm slipping my vans onto my feet and sliding on a jacket over my tank top.

"I'm at this guys house named Nialll Horan. Hehe, his last nameeee sounds like whore." He giggles and I grab my keys from my desk drawer.

I've finally gotten a car. Went to the dealership yesterday, so that way I don't have to worry about transportation.

"Where Luke?"

"Its by that children's park, ya know where all the pedophiles go." He's slightly still giggly,as he utters the words , and I can't help but chuckle.

"Okay. Luke listen to me. Stay where you are." I spoke, tip toeing down the stairs and out my front door. The door is locked and I hop into the front seat of my Audi.

"Okay Camel." He says sweetly and I roll my eyes, pressing the end button and turning on the engine.

I'm gonna look like shit walking into that party at Niall's. Everyone is probably dressed up while I only have sweats and a jacket on, my hair thrown up into a messy bun.

But who gives a shit.

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Just a filler!