Love Is Stupid, Love Is Kind

Chapter 4: "Peyton... Love only exists in books and movies..."

Chapter 4: "Peyton, Love only exist in books and movies..."

If I said that Channing and Peyton fighting wasn't hot then I would have been lying to myself... But to be a good person (which yes I can be at times) I had to stop this because the last thing I needed was a trip to the hospital. 

"STOP! BOTH OF YOU!" I yelled, stepping in the middle of them. I breathed out heavily. 

"Now, stop acting like little bitches and get the hell out of my house." 

"So this is what it's come to huh? Going after new meat? Is that what you do now Lana? Are you that desperate?" Channing snarled. 

"Excuse you?" Peyton towered over Channing, who was about 2 inches shorter. 

"No, Peyton stop." I said, pushing him aside, getting into Channing's face. His eyes were filled with anger and confusion. 

"The only thing desperate here is you. Coming here and asking for an apology you knew I wouldnt give you. Please. You're pathetic." I hissed through my teeth. The nerve this boy had. He looked down at me with apologetic eyes and turned on his heels and just left. Just like that. 

"Asshole." I whispered, and rolled my eyes. Peyton chuckled, making me turn and look at him. The damage wasnt all that bad. His jaw was kind of swollen, and he has a tiny cut on his lip but that's about it. 

"Let's get some ice on that jaw." I headed towards the kitchen, but he stopped me, pulling my hand toward him. 

"None of what he said was true okay?" 

"Okay." Was all I said and then headed towards the kitchen. 

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Its 4:30 am and I'm still thinking about you. 

Your cute schrubby hair and that crooked smile. 

It pisses me off how much of an impact you've had on me. I shouldn't even be thinking about you after all the shit you've put me through. 

But for some reason I cant get you off my damn mind.

I hate you and all the things you told me that I so desperately wanted to hear.

It's about time that I let you go.... 

But I don't think I have the energy just yet to push you away...

~Lovely-Ambition

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The next day I woke up at 6:30, 2 hours after I had finally fallen asleep. I rolled out of my bed, literally, and put on some leggings with a maroon long sleeve and left my hair in some type of messy bun I had created the night before. I brushed my teeth and applied whatever make-up I wanted and walked back into my room. 

"Whatever man." I said into the mirror as I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. 

My mom was on the couch watching TV when I came down. 

"Mom? What are you doing? Couldn't sleep again?" 

"Probably slept just as much as you did." She said, smiling to me.