I walk down the hall of my apartment hallway pictures scattering the walls of graduation, family, and friends. My feet cold aginst the wood flooring and my arms filled with goose bumbs. My blond hair in a bun and i am in a pair of grey sweatpants and a old shirt.
i walk up to my black fridge and grab the ceral box off and then walk to the cabneit and get a bowl. My eyes still heavy from the lack of sleep i had last night. Heather my best friend had me out at the night club in town till 4 am and i dont even know how i am awake at 8am sharp.
My head is still pounding from the hangover and the knocking on the door dosent help so i get up from the stool and head to the door.
"who is it" i yell
"Zayn" and i open the door to see my ex boyfriend Zayn standing there with an annoyed look on his face.
"what could you possibly need at 8 in the morning!" i yell
"calm the fuck down Kell" he says and walks past me into the kitchen i hate that nickname
"dont fucking call me Kell" i say and follow him into my kitchen
"i will do whatever the hell i want" he says
"well what do you need?" i ask and sit back on the stool to finish my ceral
"Can i not just come and see my girlfriend" he says with a obnocious grin on his face
"im not your girlfriend" i say and he laughs
"i just love annoying you" he says "but really can i borrow like ten bucks till friday"
"no now get the fuck out" and he stomps past me to the door and looks at me
"Your a bitch" and i laugh
"whatever" and he opens the door and leaves
I get up and rinse my bowl an lay it in the sink then head to my room to get ready to go to the store. I brush my hair and put it back into a bun again. I leave on my sweatpants and old shirt on toss on some socks and my pair of vans then grab my purse before heading out the door.
as i step out into the london air i pull my jacket sleelves so they cover my arms fully. I look onto the street and look around and see Zayn by his car on the phone and i walk toward the store.
i walk to the back and grab a box of tampons then head to the shampoo isle and get some of that then to the cheak out.
"8.95" and i hand her ten and she gives me my change and i walk out back to my house.
Zayns has left and i walk up the stairs to my apartment. My neiobor is out on his deck adn i wave to him
"hey Niall how are you today?" i ask and he smiles he is a nice man he is 24 and lives alone but he brings a diffrent girl home almost every night.
"good how are you Kelly?"
"im good it was nice to see you" i say and walk into the doot of my apartment
i walk in and flop onto the small love seat and turn on the tv to the news
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Fanfiction"I want you" he coos in my ear "may I" he says as he places his hands on the hime of my shirt "Please" I whisper and lifts up my shirt
