Together forever.

Ch.39

Jamie's POV

After Michael left I was scared. Is stood in one corner and didn't move. Nolan was sitting on the couch across from me listening to music on his iPod. Every once in a while he would glance at me rolling his eyes. He scares the crap out of me. Lilly would wave me over but I just stayed in one place shaking my head like a child. She threw an apple at Nolan's head and he looked back.

"What do you want now!?" He sighed.

"The least you could do is show Jamie around so she can get used to the house," she said leaning against the counter.

"Ugh, why can't you do it?" He yelled looking at me in disgust.

"Cause your on the couch doing nothing, while I'm busy making you something to eat!" She hollered back. He sat for a minute and then walked over to me.

"With pleasure," he said faking a smile. He walked over to me and grabbed my arm pulling me upstairs. When we got there he let me go and stared. He pointed to one room.

"This, is my room. You don't enter in any circumstances. Kapiché?" He said leaning against the door. I nodded. I got a glance of it and in his room was guitars on the wall with posters.

"This, is my sisters room. I don't care what you guys do, or what you talk about," he says again. I nod and walk to the next door.

"Last but not least, this is going to be your room," he said once more.

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Lilly had called me down for lunch. When I got there I saw it on the table. Damn, I sure am hungry. I walked towards it but then Nolan grabbed it before I could. He dumped it into the trash and walked off. This boy is getting on my damn nerves. I breathed in and out trying to keep my calm. His expression changed and he walked upstairs slamming a door. He is an odd, odd guy. I sat there switching channels like crazy. After about an hour or so I decided to see what Nolan was up to. Lilly had left thirty minutes ago for grocery shopping. I walked upstairs to hear a guitar being played and someone singing. It sounded something like this,

I walked around the world a hundred times and realized that,

Free dreams and paper planes, are just like you and me,

Funny how the world keeps spinning round and round and round,

Where you land is where I'd like to be. (Instrumental)

I accidentally leaned on the door and it creaked. He shot up and looked at the door. Shit, I should've listened. He walked over and stared at me from behind.

"Look I'm sorry for invading your space," I said stepping back.

"You don't listen don't you?" He asked chuckling.

"Its fine, come on in," he replied moving back. I stepped in and stared. He had a lot of posters of past artists and a collection of guitars. It was pretty cool.

"Like what you see?" He questioned grabbing a red guitar. I nodded and sat down. It was a really unique room. I touched all the trophies and pictures on his wall. I remembered how he had treated me and turned back around.

"Why are you so mean?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" He replied back playing a few notes. I scoffed.

"Don't act stupid. You know, how you threw away my lunch, grabbed my arm and picked on me? What's that about?"

He walked over to the door and opened it wide. "Please do the honors of leaving," he said. I can't believe this. I walked out and he slammed the door. How can a person be nice at one moment, and mean at the next?

To be continued........