The sunlight seeped through the curtains as I opened my eyes. I drag myself up. My leg isn't swollen anymore but it's still sore. I get up and walk around a little bit, it still hurts but it's easier.
I look at my phone. It's 12:15. Why did he let me sleep this long? I make my way down the hall to his room, I open the door and quickly close it. Madison was laying there naked. "Ok then," I say to myself and walk into the living room, to find Matt and Harry.
I can't help but laugh when I see Matt. "What?" he asks.
I shake my head and sit next to him. I keep laughing, but stop when I stupidly bend my leg."How was your night?" I ask.
"Fine," he says.
I laugh even harder.
He looks at me like I've lost my mind, so does Harry. I shake my head."Ok," Matt says.
When Madison walks in I lose it. She sits next to Matt. "What's with her?" she asks.
"I have no idea," Matt says.
They look at Harry."Don't look at me," he says.
"So umm. What song did you listen to last night?" Matt asks."What are you talking about?" I ask.
"The song Harry played for you lastnight," he says.
I completely forgot about that. I look at Harry. "It was one I'm writing," Harry speaks up.
"What's it called?" Matt asks.
"I'm not sure yet, I'd play it for you but my phone's dead," he says.
"Can you sing it?' Madison chirps in.
"It was just music, there were no words," I say.
I'm going to hell.
**
It's Monday and I haven't talked to Harry since Saturday. My leg isn't sore anymore but I'm not testing it.
I walk down the hallway and find Amanda. "You lying little hoe," she says.
"What are you talking about?" I ask very confused.
"You said he wasn't cute," she says.
Is she serious? "He's not," I say.
"You're damn right he's not. Jess he's beyond cute," she says.
I roll my eyes.
That's all she talks about on the walk back to my house.
When we get to my house she's still talking."I'm not sure if you care or not but I've got two tests I need to study for," I say.
She stops talking about Harry and we go into my bedroom. It's complete silence except for Amanda tapping her pencil on my desk.
"Why do we have to know all of this? I mean who's going to walk up to us and be like "What is the square root of 187, times 12x plus 7 divided by 62,'"
I laugh at her. School is one of the many things Amanda doesn't care about. It's not like I'm an honor student or anything but I have to try, she doesn't. Somehow she still passes every test, by the skin on her teeth but she still passes. "You're ridiculous," I say shutting my English book.It's been a good 2 hours that we've been in here. Amanda looks at her phone. "I gotta go," she says shooting out of my desk chair. "Bye!" she says leaving my bedroom.
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I Won't Give Up
Fanfiction[THIRD PERSON'S POV] They both knew it could NEVER work. She was his best friends little sister. He was her brothers best friend. They couldn't help how they felt. They couldn't deny it. But she was 17, that's not really that much of a difference...
