Blank Space in my Heart.

Smoke Clouds.

Olivia P.O.V

Shit! Fuck! Fuckidy! Shits! I can't sleep. I'm in a house a real house that doesn't move. I can actually lay here without getting car sick of being awaken by a speed bump. And I actually can't sleep. Oh my fucks,how am I supposed to live here. I kinda miss mike, he is my ex boyfriend from Canada he went on tour with us for a year but one day out of the blue he just got off the bus and never came back. I wonder if he is okay?

I decided since I can't sleep I'll sneak out to smoke, I would do it here but this weed stinks and I'm pretty sure someone will smell it. Even though I wouldn't give a shit they can't ground me my dad pays for everything this house there cars, everything. Jeff doesn't even have a job. Walking ever so lightly down the steps I hear the water faucet come on in the kitchen. SHIT!!! I'm caught. Okay I'll just pretend I came down to get some water.

As I walked in the kitchen I notice its Jason. WOAH!! He is only wearing boxers shit he is kinda sexy. He has long dark chocolate brown hair. Dark colored eyes braces, and cute dimples. He is only a few inches taller than me so he is about 5'10" still pretty sexy. Okay get it together Olivia. "Hey Olivia couldn't sleep either" he asked questionly. "Oh no its my first night in an actual house in two years you know." He just nodded ad he bites into his sandwich. "So you couldn't sleep either?" I asked ad I watched him stuff his face. "No its my meds hard to sleep with them". I wanted to ask what meds so bad but that's none of my business.

I walked over to him and sat at the table next to him. He grew nervous as he watched me like he never talked to a girl before. " so umm how old are you"? I asked looking at him begging to speak. "Fffourteen I'm only fourteen " he said with a stutter. I bit my lip a little " to damn young" shit I didn't mean to say that out loud damnit am I high already. He looks at me turning his body towards me rising an eyebrows "to young for what" damn it what is he to young for. My heart beat rate increases. Ding! A light went of in my head. And I pulled the bag of dank out and sat it on the table leaning back in my chair with a smirk.

"Smoke or nah" I asked him, worried that he I one of those undercover Christian freaks and I'm about to hear and hour long sermon on how drugs are bad. He grabs the bag and walks to the door slipping on his shoes and I follows him out the door we walk out to this shed house and now I'm kinda scared what if I fall for him. I do fall easily for bad boys that take control. "This is our studio we can smoke in here" he said as we walked in turning on the light.

The room is full of music and DJ equipment and skate boards and band posters. Surprisingly one poster of my dads band posters. He goes over to a closet and comes out with a bong. Holy fuck I think I'm in love. Or am I high I don't know oh well. So we sat at the table and be begun using the bong. His eyes begun to lower like he is Asian or something. I don't know what I look like I might look Asian to.

We after we finished smoking we sat in two bean bag chairs. "So what made you move back with your mom?" He asked with a questioning face. "My dad wanted me to finish my last year in real school." I said. Does he really care. We talked for what seemed like hours. The sun has risen.