I Promise

The Skating trip...

After I left the hospital last night Liam offered to drive me home and I accepted since I didn't have a car, but I could have walked if I felt like it it wasn't go far from my apartment. The second I stepped in my room I flopped on to the bed and fell fast asleep.

I woke up the next morning with a sharp pain in my left shoulder. I sat up still in my jeans and sneakers. I was wide awake now. I pulled the shirt of and in clipped the bra. I realized that the thingy on the strap of the bra that adjusted the length of the bra strap had been stabbing me all night. That's why my shoulder hurt!!! Fuck these bras that's why I normally where sport bras. I pulled my jeans off that felt like they where part of my skin and slipped my underwear off. I stepped into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I waited a second sitting on the rim if the tub thinking over the recent events that had occurred. I remembered that I had said something out loud last night at the hospital. The curiosity was eating away at me. I needed to know!!! I finally stepped into the warm water. I let it run all over me. It sank in through my thick short hair and reached my scalp. I kept my eyes open and let the water trickle down my long dark eyelashes. I washed my hair, massaging my head while doing it. I was still feeling the relief oh knowing Harry was ok. I had a bad habit of spending 90% of my time thinking which caused me to always be slowest at everything. I liked thinking in the shower so I decided to sit down in the bathtub still letting the water engulf me.

20 minutes later I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in my blue robe. I sat on the edge if my bed and thought. I don't know how long I sat there but when I came back to plant earth I was completely dry. I looked at the digital clock that stood on my night stand. 6:45. What the fuck I hadn't even noticed how dark it was outside when I woke up. I walked over to the small closet that came with this puny apartment. I opened the sliding doors and looked at what to wear. I had a small wardrobe With four drawers that held my undergarments in the top drawer, shirts in the second, pjs in the next, and art supplied in the last. Ya I know it's weird to keep your art supplies with your cloth but it helped keep things from getting lost. What hung from the railing was a least 6 pairs of blue and black skinny jeans and about 7 pairs of boy shorts. If you could describe my everyday wardrobe in fewest words you could say: skinny jeans, boy shorts, t shits, and Allstars. I wear boy shorts cause there extremely comfy ok?!!! And besides I didn't really care about what I wore I was a simple girl. I always wore sneakers because they where easy to move in and you never know when your gonna need to run. I pulled open the drawer to my pjs and dug for a pair of basketball shorts (those are comfy too ok?!!!) I grabbed a pair if socks, sports bra, and t shirt. I pulled it all on and grabbed my worn out skates that at lay limply next to the door. I took my phone and wallet and stuffed it in my pocket. I don't wear purses there stupid and annoying to carry so I like having pants with pockets. I also made sure to bring along my white k-swiss so i could put them on after i finished skating.

I lived on the second floor of a small old cheep apartment building. I walked to the elevator and went down all the way out without shoes on. When I reached the pavement I pushed on the skates and strapped them in tight. While holding my shoes in one hand I pushed off and skillfully skated onto the empty sidewalk. I was on my way to the hospital to vista Harry. They told me last night he got out today at 12 so I might as well visit. I have nothing good to do till 10 when work starts. The hospital was only a 10 minute skate away. It would be fun...