You and I - A Hardzello Fanfic

Feels - Four

When I get home from school that day, I feel horrible. I dump all my stuff on my bed, and go and drown my face with water. I wipe my face until it is raw, scrounging all the tears away. I wipe vigorously, taking all the emotions away, wiping all the memories and visions of today away. I look at myself and cringe. I can't do this anymore. I can't just forget the emotions were ever there. I dry my face with a hand towel, and head back  to my room. I get some clay, and make my way to my studio, which is outside, in a little shed in the backyard. It is a bit of an ask to get there, but I don't care anymore. It's been my hideout whenever things have been bad since the crash, which is a lot. As I make my way to the studio, I hear some whistling. I stop, and look all around me, but I can't seem to see anything, so I continue on. My studio is a mess at the moment, so I just wipe everything that is on the bench onto the floor, and practically throw my clay onto the bench. I start to warm it up with my hands. I rub it vigorously, making sure I don't over do it. When I get the clay to an alright consistency, I begin to mold it. I close my eyes, and feel they clay, taking in every inch of it, every bump, lump and crevice. I start to squeeze it, knead it, and pull it, making it the exact shape I want it. With my eyes still closed, I start to mold it, guiding it upwards, and then squishing it back down. I pull it, like strands of hair, making sure that I don't miss anything. I start to mold it upwards again, when a tapping on my window startles me. I jump up, accidentally throwing my sculpture up with me, and it lands on the ground, all battered and squished. I glare at the window, and see Rami, Lucy and Gwillym staring at me. I roll over to them, and open the window. Rami comes tumbling in, and Gwillym does, too, but his long legs stop him before he can hit the ground.

"Ice cream?" Lucy chirps, and I grin. They know me too well. I'd do anything for our local Ice cream parlor. Rami gets up, brushing a whole lot of dust and clay off of his top.

"This is a new top!" He says, brushing clay off his new, white t-shirt. I grin at him, and he sighs.

"We have to stop at my place so I can get a new top." I roll out of the shed, and meet Ben at the door.

"Oh," I exclaim, "didn't realize you were there." He shakes his head while grinning at me, so I grin back. His eyes look worse then ever, and I wince in pain for him.

"You good?" Ben asks, and I laugh.

"Says the one with two black eyes." I reply, and he grins at me. There's a lot of grinning going on right now, I realize, with a grin. Gwillym walks out of the shed, after getting his legs unstuck, followed by Lucy, Rami, and Allen.

"Where were you?" I ask Allen, trying to recall if I saw him or not.

"I was behind them." He says grumpily, pulling a twig out of his hair. I laugh, realizing he must've been stuck in the bush behind the shed. We walk (well they walk, I roll) for a while, talking about school, and what we've been up to over the holidays. We talk about how Allen is still a virgin (I am too, but they don't need to know that.), and how Marina Yore is still a snitching bitch, and Ben can actually agree with this.

When we finally get to Rami's house, he and Lucy go in, and Lucy subtly turns back to us, and winks. Allen chuckles, Gwillym and I roll our eyes, and Ben just stands there awkwardly, blushing like crazy. I laugh slightly at him, and Gwillym looks at me and grins.

"You alright, there, mate?" Gwillym says, looking at Ben. Ben glances over to me, and his cheeks go even redder.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm good," Ben mumbles, staring hard at the ground. Gwillym shakes his head and chuckles. 

"Whatever." I hear him laugh under his breath.

We've been standing outside for a while when Lucy and Rami come back out. Rami has a huge hickey on his neck, and he's trying to hide it by pulling his collar up, but it's not working very well, because Allen bursts out laughing. 

"Whatcha got on ya neck, there Rami?" He says with a grin. Lucy smiles, obviously proud of her work,  while Rami turns around to go back inside. 

"That's a big bugger you got there, Rami." Gwillym points, laughing at the bright purple bruise starting to appear on Rami's lower jawline.

"What did you do to him, Lucy?" Allen says, lightly socking Rami on the arm. Lucy is still smiling, and every comment makes her smile even wider.

"Lets just go." Rami mumbles, grabbing Lucy's arm and dragging her in the direction of the Ice cream parlour.

When we get there, it's already five o'clock, and the parlour's just about closed. We rush inside, except for me, who has to be carried up the small steps, and go to the counter. We all order, except for Ben, who has a hard time choosing.

"I'd try the Lemon-Mango Sorbet if I were you," Lucy says, eyeing up the sorbet herself, "It's the literal best."

"Nah, I'd try the Seldom Strawberry. That's the 'literal best'." Gwillym argued.

"Guys, I think we can all agree that Russian Fudge is the best. There's no other flavours that could defy the power of Russian Fudge." We all look at Allen, and laugh.

"As if!" Lucy says in a mock-Alicia Silverstone tone.

"I think I'll just have the same as Joe." Ben mumbles. Lucy, Gwillym and Allen stare at him as if he just said that he all banished them to the Black Hole. I smile in satisfaction.

"Take that." I say, shooting finger guns at the three of them.

Once we've gotten our ice cream, we sit at a table and talk.

"Okay, so, like, have you heard about Marcy Jennings?" Lucy says.

"What about Marcy?" Someone interrupts.

We all look up to see Marina Yore leaning on our table.

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Hello guys and welcome back to another apology.

I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING ARRGGHH!!! It took me WAY too long to write this part, and I'm sorry! But please, I REALLY hope you enjoy this part, and I promise I'll try to write part five quickly!!!

-Me xoxo <3