One more night, I can't not do one more night with Luke after that. I know it's going to hurt tomorrow but it's worth it because I've never felt as much love for anyone as I do about him right now.
That song, my god, I thought his voice was enough to have me melting, but coupled with that song, it was like he was speaking directly to my heart, my soul even and it was enough to make me forget there was anyone else in the room. If it wasn't for his mum grabbing him the second he got off stage I would have been a sobbing mess, begging him to be with me forever.
We don't speak as we drive back to his house. He didn't ask if I was ok with going there and I didn't object. Maybe he wants me as much as I want him right now, I'd like it if that was true. Regardless, I'm a little scared to speak in case I break the spell we both seem to be under. I'm sorry updates have been slow for the last month. We're very nearly finished for this book. Let me know what you think and please follow me on *** or *** for further updates. @BellaAisling 💞
I'm so fucking happy right now, it's unbelievable. I refused to let Cleo have a moment away from me all Sunday. Ok, I did let her piss alone, but only because she made me, locking the door to keep me out and flushing the toilet before she did anything so I didn't hear her. Apparently it's a girl thing which she only admitted, with beetroot coloured cheeks, because I had an inkling about what she'd done and teased her about why she had to flush twice. But other than going to the toilet, I kept her right beside me the entire day, jumping into the shower with her in the morning and standing right beside her when we brushed our teeth. Today is going to be harder though, we've got school and I only have one lesson with her. I feel a little crazy, as though now I've finally got her, I'm terrified something's going to happen to make her realise I'm no
"It's morning, it's morning, it's not night time, it's morning." Luke sings at the top of his lungs as we walk down the hallway from our room. "Shut the fuck up, it's five am, you utter psychopath." Jenny pops her head out of her room and glares bleary eyed in our direction, her finger jutting angrily with each word. "You might think you're scary, but I will stab you in your sleep if you keep doing this every bloody day." "Jenny, you look upset darling, are you not getting laid?" He smirks at her, ducking when she launches a shoe at him. "I hate you so much, why the hell did I agree to live with you all?" With a frustrated growl, she slams her bedroom door and Luke wraps his arms around me, chuckling to himself. "You're so mean." I giggle, pressing a kiss to his chee
When I open my front door I'm greeted with chaos, my sofa's turned over and my TV is hanging off the wall. The creaking of the backdoor tells me the culprit didn't leave very long ago and I sprint through it to see the familiar figure stumbling through the back gate. "What did you take?" I ask, leaning against the fence and peering at the pathetic excuse of a man who's tripping over his own feet. "I din tek nuffin'." He slurs, falling backwards as though the effort to stay upright as well as talk is too much effort. "Dun push me lad, I coul' still giff you a gud hidin'." "Whatever, Dad, just fuck off so I can clear up the mess you've made." I say, holding the gate so he can crawl through it. He's so focused on moving, he doesn't realise he's dropped the money he's stolen from me. I wait until he's through the gate before locking it and scooping up the notes. He's broken a window in my back door to get in, so I cover it with cardboa
"Good morning, good morning." My mum sings through the crack in my bedroom door. "How did you sleep?" "Yeah, alright." I groan, shifting onto my side to check the time. 5.30am. Time to get up. "You look tired darling, you could skip training just this once you know." She sits on the edge of my bed and strokes down the side of my face. "It really won't matter on the odd occasion." "No, I'm fine, I'm ok, really. I'm just nervous about going to a new school." I give her a smile that I know she sees straight through, but she plays along. "Well…" She puts her hands on either side of her thighs and pushes herself up with a tired groan. "I am going to make croissants for breakfast. I suggest getting a couple more hours in, but if you want to train that's fine too. The
I'm a dick, I know it and it's never more apparent than when someone's doing a shit job at actively avoiding me, like Ricky Jensen is right now. He's got his hood up and is standing behind a telephone pole only looking over when he thinks I'm not looking and it's fucking hilarious. "You want to scare him a little bit?" Billy chuckles, staring at Ricky and waiting for him to look over. When he does, he pales slightly, shifting on his feet and I must be going soft because I actually feel sorry for the little shit. "Oi Ricky, here a minute." I call over and he swallows so hard, I actually see his Adam's apple bob up and down, before he's walking over to me as though he's on a funeral march. "Fucking hell, he's bricking it." Billy flicks his fingers in and out, readying
The rest of the day goes relatively simply, I get stared at for most of it, but they're the curious stares you give to a stranger, nothing malicious or suspicious and I even manage to chat to a few people in my classes, only about the lesson, but it's definitely a start. I even see the two groups that fought this morning all chatting and messing around together as I pass them in the hallway. I'm beyond confused about how they can be so friendly whilst still sporting the bruises from their fight. Before meeting the others at lunchtime, I ring my mum to let her know I'm ok. She still sounds worried so I reassure her that everyone's been really friendly, conveniently omitting the fight this morning from my story and instead telling her that the kids that you'd suspect would make your life miserable, are actually friends with the ones you'd e
"Knock knock." Shane's mum calls seconds before appearing in the room, her arms ladened with bags of shopping. "Sorry I'm so late, I knew you were out and I wanted to see you." Immediately Shane and I jump up to take them from her and she smiles lovingly at us both, shoving Billy with her hip to make him move along the sofa so she can sit down. "So, I had a little phone call from the school earlier, apparently my darling son and his friends were in a fight today. Is there a good reason or am I going to have to be serious, angry mum for a moment?""Um…" The three of us look at one another, feeling like naughty kids under her stern gaze."Tell me quick, don't try to think of something I'll accept." She raises both eyebrows, her mouth pulling into a frustrated pout and her toe tapping a rhythm on my floor as she looks at each of us in turn.
The week flies by and I'm in classes with at least one of the girls every day and I've even found myself starting to feel comfortable around the guys too. Thursday night I stand in front of my wardrobe for far too long looking at the clothing in there. The girls said it's comfy casual, but my other friends' comfy casual was still dresses and high heels, so I'm at a loss of what they'll be wearing.In the end I grab a knee length blue dress that covers my chest completely and looks good with my converses, which I figure would be a better shoe choice than high heels since we're going bowling first.Although I stash them in my bag for the party after, just in case.I fold the clothes and place them in my backpack, with my wash kit, a towel and PJ's, as well as some comfy jeans and a t-shirt to go home in on