She's the good girl Rosie.
He's the bad boy Xavier.
(NOT FULLY EDITED.)
(Sorry for any mistakes, grammar or basically anything that is wrong in the book, once the book is finished I am doing a massive editing spree to it. So please ign...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(Song- Big Sean Bounce Back.)
(Edited 27/08/2018☑)
Chapter eleven.
I wake up with a gasp, racing heart and a pounding headache as my alarm on my phone continues to play The Vamps Wake Up. A quiet yawn falls from my lips as I push myself up into a sitting postion with my back against the headboard of my bed. Slowly I rub my eyes to get rid of the crustiness and the tiredness. My alarm continues to blast through out the room. Slowly I reach over and shut my phone of before letting out a quiet and tired filled sigh.
Xavier instantly pops into my head. Actually the kiss is what flashes through my mind. My lips start to tingle thinking about the kiss we shared on new years. I bit down on my lips as a small smile makes its way across them. Large butterflies start to storm my stomach but not from the thoughts of our amazing kiss, but from nerves. Nerves start to eat me up inside just the thought of what happens now between me and him and well just seeing Harvey is well. I still have some sort of feelings left for Harvey but then there's the feelings I have for Xavier and they are much stronger.
Groaning quietly to myself I close my eyes tightly as slowly slide myself back down into my bed and wrap my blanket around me. Before I know it I fall back asleep in no time.
I think I got around another hour of sleep until I was shaken awake.
I feel another shake to my shoulder before I grumble quietly and slowly blink open my eyes. Through my blurry vision I spot my father hovering over me, a concerned look on his face.
"Rosie dear" I hear him say quietly. "Rosie" this time he says my name louder. Huffing I slowly sit up and rub my tired eyes until I can see clearly. A hand hovers over my face and I realise it is my dad's hand with my glasses in them. Mumbling a thank you I place them on and I can finally see clearly. "It's half past eight Rosie why didn't you wake up." Wait I did, didn't I. Yes of course I did I remeber shutting my alarm of.
"Sorry I fell back to sleep" I mumble tiredly. Another yawn breaks through my lips as I watch my father sit down beside me on the bed. "Hardly slept last night."
"Are you feeling okay, are you feeling unwell" he questions me as he raises a hand up and sets it on to my head. "You don't feel warm. Are you feeling sick?" He questions me. I shake my head no. "Okay how about I let you lay in for a little bit longer and wake you up a little before third period to get ready and I'll take you in then." A small tired smile breaks onto my lips as I nod my head yes.
"Thank you" I whisper as I lay back down into my bed, my back cracking from the movements. I feel dad pull up my blanket and tuck it into my sides before a kiss is presses onto my forehead.
"You welcome sweetheart, get some rest. I'll ring your mother to let her know what's happening" I grumble out something to him but obviously what's not English as I hear my father chuckle. Before I know it I hear the door shut quietly as I slowly fall back into a deep slumber.
