Chapter 18-Parts Of Perfection:You

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B A I L E Y

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B A I L E Y

One thing I learned as a teenager; is the thing that you hid for so long glistens to everyone makes you feel like you're the only one who's having a hard time to breathe. Like it's too crowded for you to let go and forget. When I was fifteen and the things which was only meant for my eyes to see gets leaked on every social networks, world seemed like a dark veil covered around you and you don't know how to throw it away and run from it. And the feeling I had...the overload of laughter, mean comments and the pitiness....I knew that I don't want anyone to go through it like I did.

And I don't want Niall to go through it like I did.

I have to do something. Anything to make him know that his whole life based on a lie will glisten heavily if he ever set foot on the silhouettes of the dancing lights at the gym. Every eleventh graders will be able to see him beneath the raven hair, his valorous body and quirky smile; His own true self.

I was in Hazel's bike. Taken a duly note that sitting on the back of the very small seat of the bike while you're wearing a long dress is like having a marathon without no break and you're working out in a formal type of clothing.

Thank goodness Hazel was wearing knee length dress. For her to be able to ride the bike carefully and fastly.

"Bailey!" she called out, "We could have waited for the limo to come! why are you in such a big hurry?!"
"No time to explain, Hazel!" I said, "Just focus on the road and try not to get us killed. Oh and can you go any faster?"
"It's a bike. Not a helicopter." she said and I could feel her eye rolling at me.

It was 6:45 PM. The sun was already gone and the heavy streetlights hit our eyes as soon as we go on traffic. I couldn't afford traffic to waste time. For goodness sake, Niall's not picking up my phone and the worst thing that could happen right now is bad reception and the smell of gas coming from the big cars.

"Star must be having vodka with sweet hard candies right now. Ugh, I envy her." she said, "Look, I don't know what's going on and it's better if you just explain to me while we wait for the cars to move ahead."
"I...I don't know how to start or from where to start."
"Well...is it bad?"
"Yeah..it's very bad."
"Huh. Will it affect our friendship?"
"No. I don't think so. No."
"Then it's not that bad." She said by turning her heard towards me and smiled. "You know you can trust me, right? I really will like to know the whole point of this."
"Okay," I said, trying to make weights from my shoulder to vanish. "Here goes..."

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