{Shawn's POV}
"Shawn! He isn't worth the fight!"
"BUT YOU ARE!", and I punch a hole in the door.
I see that she freezes and she looks scared at me. Ugh! And I just leave the party. I go to my car, start it and just drive. Not really going to a specific place, just some driving.
After 15 minutes of riding I start to question myself.
Why did I start have to start that fight with Justin. Ugh, I never liked him anyways. He's a bigger douche bag than I am. And beating me is pretty hard. Why am I even a douchebag sometimes? Why do I flirt with every girl I see? And why did I end the friendship between me and Courtney? Ow wait, I know that answer damn good.
Why did I ruined it for Courtney, it isn't her fault.
Wait...
How does she get back home!?
I'm such an idiot! I have to go back!
I speed back to Matt's house and go inside. After some minutes, I find Cam and Nash.
"Dude where the hell have you been!?", Cam asks.
"Where's Courtney!?"
"Relax bro, Matt brought her back", Nash calms me.
"I'm so thankful to have you guys as my friends. But I need to see Courtney."
"Maybe it's better if you wait till... Later..." Nash says hesitating.
"Yeah, it's already," Cam checks his phone for the time, "20 past midnight and she looked really tired bro."
"You guys are right. Well, I guess I'm gonna leave, my parents are gonna kill me. If you would see Matt, thank him in my place!", and I go back to my car. I'm really happy to have friends like them.
I go back to my house and try to open the door in silence. I close the door and turn around when I bump into someone. "Still out?", I hear a low male voice saying.
Shiiiiit, busted...
"I'm sorry dad, we had the after party of the football game and I forgot the time." "Come on, go to bed before your mom finds out", he laughs.
"Thanks dad", and I run to my room. When I'm there I check my phone. Should I text Courtney? If she's sleeping she will see the texts tomorrow.
Queen Dice:
Me: I'm so sorry that I ran away.
Me: I came back to the party but Matt already brought you.
Me: Just wanted to say goodnight.
Me: Are you angry at me?
QD: Not angry, just tired. Are you okay?
Me: Just got some bruises, nothing more.
QD: That's good news.
Me: You got plans for tomorrow?
QD: I'm really tired so I'm gonna sleep and watch TV the whole day.
Me: Can I come over? Then we can watch together.
QD: Sure, if you're in the mood.
QD: But I can fall asleep every minute, so goodnight.
Me: Goodnight.
I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and jump on my bed. Finally, some sleep...
°°
I wake up by the sound of my god damn phone. How late is it? 2 PM!?
So early!?
Ugh, my head is hurting so much. I grab my phone and check my notifications. Damn, a lot of tags and mentions, ...
Oh, messages from the groups chat with Nash, Cam and Matt.
Stupid idiots:
NG: I'M DEAD.
ME (Matt Espinosa): WHAT!?
CD: When is the funeral?
NG: Did you guys saw Insta!?
ME: Ooh yeah.
NG: I'M LAUGHING SO HARD RIGHT NOW!
CD: LOOOOOOOL
Me: What's so funny?
ME: You grinding with Courtney, what else!
CD: Everyone is talking about yesterday!
NG: Yeah, how you came up for Dice against Justin.
Me: Are you serious? Is that the reason you wake me up this early?
CD: Yup.
ME: You're still sleeping!?
ME: It's like, 2 PM.
Me: I know, that's early.
NG: Do you got any plans?
Me: I'm probably gonna hang with Court.
CD: You guys are getting really close...
ME: Be honest, is it a trick again?
Me: NO! I swear this time not!
NG: But why are you so nice to her, you hated her less then a week ago.
Me: I know, it's just a long story to text.
ME: Ooh, I like it already.
Me: I will explain it at school.
CD: Okay, now go to your Courtney, she needs you.
Me: Why? Is there something wrong?
NG: It's just, I don't know if she can handle all those notifications.
Me: Yeah yeah, now don't disturb me for pointless things.
ME: You mean, like your life?
Me: Oh shut up Espinosa!
I close the chat and get changed. When I go downstairs my whole family is sitting at the table.
"Did our sleeping beauty finally woke up?", my mom says jokingly.
"Hey, where are you going to?", my dad asks.
"Ehm, I'm going to hang with Court."
"Are you guys friends again!?", and my mom smiles.
"Yeah, I think we are."
I leave my house and go to my car. I plug my phone in and put the music at his loudest.
When I reach Court's house I park my car before her garage. I don't see a bell so I knock on her door.
"I'M COMING!", I hear her yelling from inside.
She opens the door but close it again when she sees me.
"THIS REALLY DIDN'T HURT ME OR SOMETHING", I say sarcastic.
"Wait a sec.", she yells from inside.
"Why? You already opened the door."
"I'm only wearing an oversized shirt of my dad."
"So you wouldn't mind it if a stranger sees you like that, but if I see you like that, you would mind that?"
She opens the door and looks from behind it with a sorry face, "Okay, you're right. But what are you doing here?"
"I asked you if I could come chill."
"Ow you were serious?"
"Yeah, so can I go inside or..."
She freezes after hearing those words and takes a step towards me while closing the door behind her.
Now I can see her better: she's wearing a messy bun, like always, her glasses, some fuzzy socks, and the oversized shirt of her dad. She's using it as a dress, and it's really short.
She is so fucking sexy...
Wait whuuuuuuuut!? I didn't thought that right?
"I didn't clean up", she quickly says.
"So what, we're friends. My room is never clean."
"Maybe we can hang somewhere else?"
"Don't you need to change then?", and I look at her with a smirk.
I see she's a little bit shaking because it's cold outside.
"Are you going to let me in or?"
"Mhm, fine. But like I said, it's a mess."
And she goes back inside, while I follow her.
Damn, it changed a lot since the last time I was here. It isn't really big: if you enter the door, you're already in the living room, and I guess they eat here to. In the righter corner there is a room, it used to be a kitchen. And in the left corner you have stairs to go upstairs. At one side, you have a couch and a small TV. At the other side you have a small, round table and 3 chairs.
"I'm really sorry that it's such a mess", she says shyly while grabbing one papers from the table and throwing it in the dustbin.
"No problem. It's cosy here", and I take a seat on her couch.
I grab the remote and turn on the TV.
And wtf!?
"You have a black and white TV!? How old is that dinosaur", I exclaim.
"Really old, but it still works... Sometimes... If I want to watch some fun stuff, I always watch on my laptop."
"You got WiFi here?"
"Of course! I'm not that old!", and she looks at me with an offended face.
"Okay sorry! We can watch Netflix."
"Sure, follow me."