Please, Don't ( On Hold )

Chapter 6

Sorry it's been so long -___-  As my Mother would say, I'm a pain in the a** ;)

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After contemplating whether to make myself something to eat for over an hour, I stood in front of the only full length mirror in the house, turning this way and that, my frown increasing with every passing second.

My stomach looked weird; disgusting, almost. There were pink marks on my skin where I had pulled it and twisted it, measuring the fat on my sides and tummy before deciding whether I should eat or not.

Realising that my body was too big as it was, I left my mother’s room and entered my own, coming face to face with a clean pile of washing and a fluorescent pink bag on my bed. Curious as to what was in the bag, I stepped closer.

I began to think that whatever was in the bag could wait, as the huge lump of colourful clothes contrasted my black and grey room, distracting me from my thoughts. My brows furrowed as I glared at the pile of washing that was disturbing the order of my bedroom.

In my room, everything had a place: every sock, every pen, and every bottle of cheap deodorant.

Starting with the small selection of clean underwear at the top, I removed each garment from the pile and distributed them wherever they should be before climbing onto my comfortable bed, the grey throw covering me.

  I leant over to my bedside table to collect the book that I was currently reading and lost myself in the characters thoughts.

A loud noise awoke me from my sleep and my eyes adjusted to the change of light, though my room was only dimly lit. I glanced at the clock to see that it was nearing 4pm and assumed that it was JJ at the door.

Knowing that I couldn’t ignore him without my Mom getting angry, I clambered out of the blanket and out of my door. Running down the stairs, skipping a couple at the bottom, I skidded to a halt at the front door. Turning the lock, I twisted the handle down and pulled.

I lowered my gaze to the wooden floor when my eyes connected with his.

“Hey, can I come in?”

His deep voice sent shivers down my spine and I stepped back to let him in. As he walked a bit ahead of me and into the kitchen, I swiftly dragged my gaze across his body and away again. He removed his coat and I couldn’t help but to look at him, quite blatantly this time, as his black t-shirt clung tightly to his chest.

My eyes dropped lower and widened at his dark wash jeans hanging low on his hips, suiting him perfectly. I looked at his black and blue high tops in awe and raised my wide eyes back to his face.

I saw the smirk first. When his brown eyes met mine, I had already become a blushing mess, my skin sure to be as red as a tomato. I was looking everywhere but at him, until he spoke and somehow managed to break the awkward silence in the room.

“I brought you the Science and English work from today and the Math work from yesterday. Miss Williams said not to worry about French as they didn’t learn anything new in class.” I nodded and sat down opposite him at the table. “Oh, and Mr Brook has given me a sheet to give you for homework. It isn’t based on anything from the lesson. It’s just a recap of the stuff we did last year. I haven’t started it yet, but it looks pretty easy.”