The water is starting to turn cold now and I'm not so keen on baths- bathing in your own dirt... Ew.
Lifting myself up on the side of the bath tub something in the mirror catches my attention.
A flash of some sort- something unknown.
Grabbing my towel from the plastic rail I wrap the blue fabric around my body mopping up the wet drips hanging from my body.
Looking in the mirror I notice my eyes are bloodshot and puffy- I've obviously been crying.
Stepping forward the flash of light shoots past the mirror reflection again.
Gasping I turn around to look out the misty window looking out to our garden.
Nothing.
What?
Must be a coincidence.
Opening the cabinet above the sink I look for the moisturiser and concealer- I am not ready for the questions I know my mum will bombard me with.
Wiping the skin coloured cream under my eyes I hear a splash behind me from the water I was just in.
Spinning around I inspect the bath but nothing is in there- what is happening?
Fear creeps into me quickly.
What.
Is.
Happening.
In.
My.
Bathroom?
Trembling I run out of the WC and sprint into my room sweating with fear.
I can't go back in there.
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It's Just Living | c.h
FanfictionKate's your average 17 year old, young, shy, gullible. But wouldn't you fall for a mysterious boy in a coffee shop? Wouldn't you fall for the lies that are yet to follow? Callum Hood/5sos fanfic Not finished and won't be finishes sorry
