I stayed that way the whole weekend. Laying curled up staring at my wall. Only getting up to pee and take sips of water. Sunday night I finally decided to eat something. With a lot of pressuring from my mom I sat up in bed. I rubbed my face and sighed, pulling on some trackers instead of the boxers I had on all weekend and ran my fingers through my gross greasy hair and crinkled my nose. I walked like a zombie downstairs and flopped down at the kitchen table. “Niall sweetheart, I know your heart is broken but you smell like a dead animal.” Maura said trying not to breathe to deeply. I sighed “sorry mom.” I stood up and walked into the bathroom.
i stripped down and stood under the hot water washing all the dirt down the drain. Once I finally got out of the shower, squeaky clean and skin wrinkled from the water I walked into my room and pulled on a clean pair of boxers and trackers with a black shirt. I sighed as I noticed the pile of homework I had from my AP classes that I never got around to doing and decided to work on that to keep my mind off what he had to face in the morning. Within an hour he got all of it done and he couldn't help but let his mind wonder onto the last subject he really wanted to think of. A knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts “come in!” I said as my older brother opened the door.
He always knew what I was going through before I even told him. “she's not worth it.” he said clapping me on the back. I sighed and looked up at him and nodded my head faking a smile. He rolled his eyes “am I suppoused to believe your happy now?” I nodded again and put my head down on my desk.
I heard Greg sigh and sit down next to me bumping his shoulder into me “I'm not surprised not everything lasts I've broken my heart so many times i've stopped keeping track” he started singing and pulled on my arm I rolled my eyes and started singing with him softly but by the bridge I was belting out the lyrics Greg had stopped because he knew the bridge was my favorite “THEY SAY ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR BUT I WON'T NEED TO FIGHT IT WE'LL GET IT RIGHT WE'LL BE UNITED!!!” by then we was jumping around my room laughing until we hear our dad “NIALL GREG! TURN DOWN THAT RADIO!” as he barges in the door his sentence get quieter noticing it was me singing not the radio. Greg and I start laughing and dad just smiles “Ok just keep it down. Dinners almost ready so get downstairs.” dad leaves and I smile “FOOD!” Greg laughs “That's the Nialler I know and love.” I go to run out of my room but stop and turn around. “Thanks Greg.” he just smiles “No problem little bro.” and I run downstairs.
