Holly Maddison Decker, 15 and lost. Sweet, kind, quiet, shy and observant. Abused at an orphanage, she is taught that she is worth nothing and will never amount to anything.
What happens when a group of boys from YouTube called the Sidemen visit th...
I open my eyes to the sound of my closet drawers opening and closing softly. My biggest curse is being a light sleeper.
I sit up and rub my eyes before leaning on my elbows and looking at JJ who's carrying a basket of what looks to be clean laundry.
"JJ?" I yawn, shifting into a sitting position and running a hand through my tangled hair.
JJ turns around and smiles at me. He has his bandana on instead of a durag for the first time this week and I'm curious.
"Sorry, Holls. Didn't mean to wake you, darling"
"That's okay, Jide," I yawn again. "What time is it?"
JJ checks his watch.
"Four"
I shake my head and lift the bed blanket off me. The warmth wears off and I'm met with a nice cool breeze from my open window.
"What time do we have to be at Callux's?" I ask, lazily dragging my eyes to my phone screen.
"Eight," JJ replies. "Dress code is anything you want. Nothing fancy"
"Thank god," I mumble.
"I washed those jeans you wanted for tonight. They're right here"
JJ chucks my denim ripped jeans at me and I catch them, shutting my eyes and hugging it to my chest. These jeans are my soulmate. They're so comfortable and flattering.
"Thanks, JJ," I smile, laying the jeans on the bed to pair with a shirt later.
JJ ruffles my hair and kisses my temple.
"No worries, kiddo. I'll be in my room if you need anything"
JJ exits my bedroom and I decide to hop in the shower. We have four hours before needing to be at Cal's, but I like letting my hair air dry so I wash my hair. When I've rinsed my hair properly, I step out of the shower and dry my body off. I pull on bike shorts, an oversized long sleeved shirt and tie my hair up in a bun. When it's dry, it'll come out wavy and curly-ish.
I walk into the kitchen and pour myself a glass of orange juice before settling down on the living room sofa to watch Netflix. I stretch my legs over the sofa pillows and hang off the sofa upside-down, letting my bun skim the top of the living room carpet. I find sitting this way more comfortable.
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7:00 pm
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I finish my makeup with a last brush of highlighter on my cheekbones and toss my lipgloss in my small bag. I fluff out my wavy, silky hair and touch up my eyeliner before spraying myself with a soft rose perfume.
Lastly, I put on my jeans, a short sleeved shirt over my long sleeved one and air force 1s.
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