Holiday Romance

Holiday romance - part 5

It was about 11pm when we all decided to go back, I still didn't manage to get to talk to him...but then again, why would he, he's hot and I'm not, he's got good taste and well I'm average, but then there's Emma who is drop dead gorgeous, I've gotta admit so I wouldn't be surprised if he hooked up with her this summer. *sigh* oh well, guess I'll just enjoy it while I can, the thing I hate the most though is everyone is leaving this week and I've gotta stay another week...so it means going through the whole process of having to try and meet people again which I absolutely hate.

When I got back into the chalet, the sofa bed in the front room was ready made for me, however my mum and sister was lying in it watching tv, and all I wanted to do right now is curl up into a ball, in fluffy pj's and well cry...I dunno why, but I felt a bit heart broken, maybe because of all the memories that this place holds...and that's when a year rolled down my cheek, just as I was thinking about him, that knob head who broke my heart just 7 months ago...I dunno why I ain't over him, maybe because I considered him my fort proper relationship even though we had only been going out for 6 weeks, maybe because I knew he was after 1 thing, maybe because he only went out with me because his 1st choice decided to get of with some other lad...I guess I was just some girl he thought he could fuck with, fuck with my feelings and literally try to fuck me...but I said no, obviously, I still have my innocence, I ain't read for that.

I didn't want to interrupt my mum and sister from watching their film so I made my self a cup of tea and went onto the balcony for some fresh air, but this could have been the worse mistake I made, every little part of the holiday camp had some sort of memory and it just made me cry and cry and cry. I must have been out here for about half an hour and that's when I heard to people rowing, however no matter how upset I am, I am still nosey, so I tried to quieten my sniffling and well my whole self so I could listen...

'You phoned me up and told me you loved me' the girl said

I couldn't really hear the boy...it just sounded mumbled but the voice I sort of recognised.

And I could hear that poor girl sniffling...aww, whoever that boy is, he must have done something bad and at this moment In time I hate every boy in the universe, so even though I don't even have a clue who this boy is or the girl he hurt, I hate him. It's as simple as that...

'Who are you kidding, you don't hate every boy in the universe because you still love him'

Oh shut the fuck up you stupid voice in my head, if you haven't realised I'm trying to forget him.

Oh my god, I'm going nuts, IM BLOODY TALKING TO MYSELF! Yeah shut up Katrina.

Great, I missed the rest of the argument, just great.

Next day:

I woke up and I felt like absolute crap, I had a blocked nose, my eyes where all puffy and red and well my hair was just sticking up in so many places. And right now I didn't feel like doing anything. I checked the time on my phone and it was 7 am in the morning, oh what I would do to kill for another hours sleep...wait a minuet, no one else is awake so why not...but then I heard shuffling. I turned away and ignored it since I assumed it was my mum or dad going to the toilet and I tried to get back into my blissful sleep...then I heard music playing...so I tried to ignore that, but then I heard the kettle, and that really did it for me. WHAT DOES A GIRL HAVE TO DO TO GET SOME SLEEP AROUND HERE. And what the hell are my whole family doing up?!

I turned around and my mum was making herself some coffee and since I wasn't going to get any sleep any time soon I decided to ask her to make me some tea...well more like demanded, but oh well, both mean the same thing...well in my mind.

After me and mum had a chat about today's plans, which consisted of staying on site today and go crabbing and swimming (yeah I'm not, she must be crazy if she thinks I am) we decides to go to the laundrette and get the washing sorted.