Brittany:
I knocked on Logan's door. He wanted to talk to me.
He opened it then shushed me.
We walked into the backyard since he didn't wan't to wake the others up.
"I wanted to talk about you moving in with me." He said. Was he serious?
"We only started dateing yesterday. This is all coming too soon." I said.
"I just thought... Nevermind, I understand. I just thought we could be together like other couples. But whatever." He said.
"Even if we did, where would we be? In this house or the other? What's the point?" I said.
I'll admit I had an atitude but I was so freaking tired. I haven't slept all night and it's now early morning.
"Well, I was thinking that after the vacation here that we could get our own flat. Together." He said matching my tone.
"Um, Maybe..." I said unsure.
"Great. We can save up our money for awhile so we can afford a nice flat." He said getting exicited.
"Look, we just got together. I'm not sure about any of this. Maybe if things got serious." I said trying to let him down gently. He looked let down, annoyed, frustrated and about 20 diffrent emotions.
I saw his fist connect to my face. "Oww!" I started wimpering. I was already on the ground holding my nose. I felt warm wetness running down my hand to my arm.
I looked down at the blood and screamed. Oh my god, he broke my nose! My nose is bleeding!
"See what happens? I'm sorry I hit you but it's not my fault. Now we are going to buy a flat. We are gonna move in there together. I don't want to have to do this again. I like you, I like you a lot. So don't do this to me." He said just looking at me.
I just nodded. He sat in front of me. He held my face with one hand and examined my nose with the other.
"It's not broken. It's bleeding though. Pinch your nose and hold it up. There you go, good." He said trying to comfort me.
"I-I want to go h-h-home." I said sobbing.
"Ok. I'll drive you." He hopped up towards my car.
The drive was silent. There were a few times he tryed to make conversation but I just ignored him. I was still in shock.
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I walked through the door, tears still streaming down. I walked to my room still holding my nose.
I saw Louis was in my bed. I groaned kicking him. "Louis, why the hell are you in my bed?"
He was still asleep so I pushed him over one side. Fell to the floor. He bounced right up.
"Why are you in my room?" I asked looking at my bed longing.
"Oh, I don't know." He shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, can you get out?" I asked slightly annoyed. I wanted to go sleep so bad...
"Nope." He popped the 'P'.
"Come on, please?"
"Nope."
"I'll give you some money."
"Nope."
"Carrots?" He paused.
"I want 58 carrots and 20 dollars." Fuck.
"I don't have 58 carrots." I said tired.
"Then, Nope."
"Fine. I don't give a Fuck." I jumped in the bed.
He thought I was bluffing and jumped beside me.
"Good night, Louis." I said.
I accidently rolled over on him going to sleep.
"RAPE! RAPE!" He screamed.
"Louis! Shut up, I'm not rapeing you!" I yelled smacking him with a pillow.
I sanked back into my comfy bed drifting. I was still aware enough to hear Louis curse, get up and walk out the room.
I'm suprised he did'nt see my nose. But then again it was still dark from being early.
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I woked up with yelling. "Damn it Harry, There's a diffrence!" Then I heard a faint voice, but I could'nt make out what they said. "No! I understand every once in a while but not 24/7." It was Becky who was yelling.
"Uhh." I groaned getting up. I walked down the Hall rubbing my eyes. The door was already opened.
Louis was sitting in Harry's lap in a protective stance. Harry looked scared as hell, like he was caught doing something bad. Becky stood over them, hands on hips looking pist.
She looked at Harry with hate in her eyes, before bursting with tears. She ran at him knocking Louis out his lap, and gave him a hug. She apologized five times.
What the Fuck did I just witnessed?
"Um, knock knock..." I said awkwardly.
Becky turned around, there was a huge grin on her face. "Brittany! I haven't seen you in for-" She gasped, "What the hell happend to your nose?"
I reached up at my nose instinctivly. Ow, it was really sore. Damn it Logan.
"Oh, its nothing. I-I... Fell." I was struggling for words, I was trying to come up with a lie for my nose.
"There's no way you fell and hit your nose that hard." She disagreed. Fuck.
I don't know why I could not just tell her the truth. It just felt wrong to tell her the truth. I don't know why I was protecting him after he punched me in the face.
"I tripped over a rock and fell face forward on concrete." It was a terrible lie but it was the best I could come up with.
"Sure." Becky said not beliving me, but to my relief dropped it.
"Whats with the yelling in here?" I said changing the subject.
"Oh, some pregnant lady got jelous of me and Harry's relationship." Louis said. I stared at him mouth open.
I thought I made him promise not to tell Becky that he knew that she was pregnant ages ago. She's gonna kill me.
I looked at her nervously.
"Don't act all shocked, he told me you told him the day after you did. And I am not jelous! Theres no relationship to be jelous of." She said grudgenly.
"Is that what you told her Harry?" Louis said. Becky ignored him and turned to me.
"Where have you been for the past two weeks? I mean I barely ever saw you and we live in the same house! We only got a week and a couple of days left at the beach."
Fear strucken me. A week and a couple days left til Logan want's to me to move in with him.
"Brittany? Are you feeling ok? You look a little pale." I just nodded.
"Brittany! Where are going? Wait!" I heard her screaming.
I was confused at first til I realized I was running.
Then before I knew it I was zooming down the road in my car.
I wasn't really going anywhere. I was just driving around trying to calm down.
My ringtone came on. Becky was trying to call me, I ignored it. I just wanted to be left alone right now.
Harry and Louis tryed calling but I ignored them to.
What the hell am I going to do? Move in with him? If I don't he'll be pissed. I flinched. I learned what happens when he got pissed.
What am I doing? Maybe it's not such a bad thing. Maybe if I listened more he wouldn't have a reason to hit me. It's my fault he has slapped and punched me. I just need to please him, thats all.
Niall then called me. I decided to answer this one.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey Brittany. What happened? Becky says that you just ran off. She said you wouldn't answer your phone so she told me to call you thinking you'll pick up."
"Why does she think it Makes a diffrence if you called? I still wouldn't pick up." I said.
"Well you did."
I didn't know what to say to that. I hunged up on him. I'll go see Logan. Did he still want to move?
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I pulled up his driveway. I saw a new car in his driveway.
I went to the door and knocked. I heard footsteps then the door opened.
It was Derek. I could see Sam behind him. She flipped me off. Well Fuck you too.
"What do you want?" He said cold.
"Um, is Logan here?" I asked.
I saw Sam sneering at me like I was something distgusting. I pretended like I didn't see her.
"No." He said in a bored tone.
"Well do you know where he is?" I asked kindly.
"I have no fuckin clue, so can you leave now?" I tryed really hard to hold back my temper.
I just nodded not trusting myself enough to open my mouth.
I turned around and started walking back to my car.
I heard him shut the door. I turned to Sam's car.
It'd be a shame if the windsheild somehow broke...
No, bad Brittany. Those are bad thoughts.
I just started heading back to the beach house.
I didn't want to after what happend. I didn't really feel like explaining why I just left the way I did.
Authors Note:
I'm sorry its short :'(. Im sorry it took a few days to update, We had a feild trip to Kings Dominion :D. It was flippen awsome. I'll update soon again :). Ive been trying my best to update a lot quiker. Also this is one of my favorite songs I just love Ed Sheeran <3.
Song Lyrics:
White lips, pale face, breathing in the snowflakes, Burnt lungs, suttle taste.
Nights gone, days end. Struggling to pay rent. Long nights, strange Men.
They say she's heading across eighteen, stuck in her daydream.
She's been this way since eighteen but, lately her face seems slowly sinking, Wasting, Crumbiling like pastries.
But they scream 'the worst things in life come free to us. Cause were just under the upperhand sell life for a couple grams'
And she don't want to go outside. In night. and in a Pipe she flys to motherland, sells love to another Man.
Its too cold outside for angels to fly. For angels to fly.
Song: The A Team
Artist: Ed Sheeran
I freaken love this song. I freaken love Ed Sheeran. I freaken love Everything *-*