-AMANDA-
I can't believe how one month can change your life completely... I've never felt these type of things.
Confusion, fear, jealousy and anger... I wonder what's next?
I'm heading to Mr. Braham's class. I have history, which means that He is here. As I enter the classroom, my eyes are already fixed on that person.
He's sitting next to my seat and has his face burried in his arms. -What's wrong? I've never seen him like this... he looks... problematic?- I slowly drop my things and take a sit. I wonder, if he even noticed that I'm here, since he didn't move or even looked up to me.
-Should I talk to him? After what happened a week ago? He literally roasted me infront of Raven. As if I were... No,no,no! I am not that, what I think I am! I was just being friends with all of them!- I look away from Blake and grab my books out of my bag. -History... I wonder what we're going to talk about... Second World War?-
Blake's right hand suddenly grab my wrist. I flinch and quickly look at him. I only spot one green eye, narrowed at me. Half of his face is still burried in his left arm. "W-what is it?" I nervously ask.
"Please tell me, I'm not as forgettable as your silence is making me feel." He mumbles, almost barely for me to understand. I raise an eyebrow at the weirdo.
"I thought you were asleep." I honestly reply and he sighs as he lifts his head up. After a while, he runs his fingers through his messy hair and stares blankly at the black board.
"Wish I were." He says and looks back at me. I notice eyebags underneath his mesmerising green eyes. His eyes sclera aren't white, they have red nerves around them. -Was he crying? or is he just tired for no reason?- He takes me out of my thoughts with his raspy voice. "How was your week?"
I confusingly look at him and he slightly forms a smile around his lips. "It was alright." -Why is he acting so weird? ...Nice around me?...-
"Just alright? Aren't you going to give me details?" He chuckles, making me more confused. -What does he want?-
"Are you alright? You're acting really weird." I blurt out and instantly regret it.
-STUPID MOUTH! DOESN'T KNOW WHEN TO OPEN UP AND WHEN NOT!!!-
For a second, pain flashes to his eyes. He covers it with a fake smile, like he always does. "I'm sorry."
-WHAT?!-
"For what?"
"Everything." He stares intensively at me with his bloodshot eyes. -I don't understand...- "You must hate me right now." He weakly chuckles and avoids my eyes.
Before I can ask him questions, the bell rings and Mr. Braham storms into the class with a wide smile on his face. A sign telling us that he has a long topic for this lesson. I look at Blake, but he doesn't look back. He seems sad in a way, I can't explain. Honestly, the way he acts righ now, aches my heart. -I wonder, if something happened...-
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After school I decided to talk to Blake. I can't get rid off his face filled with pain. -What if it's something serious? A depression? Maybe he has a suicidal
mind and needs someone to talk to?... Just like me before...- I sprint to the parking lot and spot Blake next to his motorcycle.
"Blake! Wait!" I yell out and he turns to look at me. I stop infront of him, bend my knees and place my hands on them as I try to breath. -Gawd, am I this weak?-
"What's wrong?" He looks at me and places his helmet back to his motorcycle. "Did something happen?" I can hear concern inside his raspy voice. -He's getting weirder and weirder!-
I shake my head and sigh. "If something bothers you, you can talk to me and I don't hate you."
He looks at me as if I've tumbled down a cliff, then he laughs. -He really laughs!- I raise my eyebrows at him and he places his hand to my head, slowly patting me. "I'm fine. Don't worry." His lips form a wry smile. "You don't hate me? In other words, you do love me?" -W-WHAT?! HE'S TURNING THINGS AROUND AGAIN! -
I flush as I look away from Mr. Egoistic. "Stop messing around with me, please."
He chuckles. "Alright, I'm sorry." -WHY IS HE ALWAYS APOLOGIZING?! IT'S SO NOT HIM!!!- "And thank you for your concern. I appreciate that." As I look at him I spot his warm smile.
-What is this? Why is my heart skipping beats?-
"Where are you heading to?" I stupidly ask, just to break the silence between us.
"I'm meeting my gang." He sits on his motorcycle and hands me his helmet. "Wanna join me?" I glare at the helmet. -Should I go? BUT HE IS GOING TO HIS GANG! The scary guys I've met before!!!-
"I..."
"You don't have to force yourself. I just thought, you'd be alone if I left you." He smiles and sinks his hands.
-Normally, he would play around until I agree to his decision, but today...-
I quickly grab the helmet, making him look at me surprised. "I'm coming with you." As I said that out, a childish smile appears on his face.
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We arrived the border of New York City. It's a quiet place and has a few neighbourhoods. I'm standing infront of a huge penthouse, which is twice the size of Lance's. Blake steps beside me and wraps me with his leather jacket. "It's a bit cold inside there." He takes my hand and leads me to the house.
"Who's that?" A guy with a lip ring and blue eyes asks. He has the same hight as Blake and has redish hair. I spot freckles around his face, making him appear younger.
Another guy who looks exactly like him stares at me. I'm assuming, they are twins. The only difference about them is their body frame, the guy infront of me is not as buff as the one, who's behind him.
"This is Amanda. If one of you touch her or even stares, I will fucking cut your dicks off." Blake glares at the one who's been staring at me, making him avoid his eyes off me. His friends laugh afterwards.
"I'm Tyler!" The slimmer guy smiles at me and then points at the buff one. "That's my slave, Ryder." He grins at the angry look a like.
"Shut your fucking mouth! You little bitch!" Ryder chases Tyler away.
I look over to Blake, who just smiles and shrugs at me. We walk towards a large room, which I assume is the living room. There I spot a guy with an arm cast. He's the one that is like Lance. Next to him, is a dark haired guy smiling at me.
"The one with a cast is Miguel and the other one is Niall... This is Amanda, If one of you fuckheads touch her or even stare I will-" Blake gets cut off as Niall slings his arm around him.
"Nice to meet you, Amanda." Niall winks at me and I smile back. -They don't really seem bad at all...-
Blake glares at him and sighs. "Fuck off. " Niall grins and sits back to the couch. "Sorry. They can be really assholes sometimes. If they bother you, tell me." Blake worriedly looks at me and leads me to the couch.
-Weirdo...-
The twins return and sit opposite me. Both of them have a childish smirk on their pretty faces. Miguel smirkes at Blake. "Is she your girlfriend or are you introducing her to one of us?"
I flush and Blake instantly glares at him. -If looks could kill...- "You're not worth it to even know her. Want another cast around your fucking arm?"
The others laugh out loud, while Miguel just grins and lifts his hand up. "Got ya. I won't disturb you two."
Niall breaks the stare between those two by asking. "Is she allowed to listen to our conversation?" He is referring to me. All of them stare back at me, making me flush even more and feel uncomfortable.
Blake looks intensively at me as if he is thinking. Then he slings his arm around me and turns to look at them. "Got a problem if she does?"
Niall rolls his eyes at him. "You're being too cocky, just cause you got yourself a cute girl. This conversation is about you, remember?"
I spot a slight pink shade around Blake's cheeks and he tries to look away from me. "SHUT UP!" He barks, making them laugh. Soon, I realise that it is because of me and I flush again. -STUPID
MISUNDERSTANDINGS!!!-
"Here. Drink up." Tyler hands me a glas filled with red liquid.
"What is in there?" Blake glares at Tyler and quickly grabs the drink from my hands.
The childish guy laughs. "Oh my god, Blake! What are you? Her daddy? Chill man. It's just a simple cranberry drink." He shakes his head and takes a sit next to his twin brother, who's also laughing.
Blake stares at the drink for a while and hands it back to me. "Doesn't seem poisoned." He assures me making me smile a little.
-It's kinda cute that he takes care of me.-
The gang patiently waits for Blake to speak and remained silent. -It's different than Raven's gang. Normally, everyone would talk right away. But these guys?...-
The bad boy next to me inhales depp in and exhales, before he speaks. "Amanda. Please, keep this to yourself." He looks at me and I nod.
-I wonder, what he's about to say.-
"As y'all know, my stepdad, Rich owns a fucking company, which is about to fail. He wants me to get together with Emma Bravo, a worldwide known model, whose dad owns a great business. Rich thinks his company can be saved if I marry that model. It's a fucking forced relationship!" Blake balls his hands into fists and narrows his eyes at them.
-Oh my god... That is why he's been so down lately! What right does his stepdad have to force him to get into a relationship with a stranger?-
"Holy Shit.... EMMA BRAVO!?" The twins scream in unision, making the rest glare at them.
Miguel is the first one to yell at them. "YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING SURPRISED BECAUSE OF THAT? CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT SITUATION BLAKE IS IN, RIGHT NOW?!"
"But Emma Bravo! The number one latina model, who looks fucking hot! Gets to know-" Tyler gets cut off by Niall.
"Could you think first before you speak? Please, listen to yourself talking."
Tyler glares at Niall, then sighs. "We're sorry." His twin brother apologizes for them both.
Blake doesn't look up. He's focused on his clenched hands. For a second I thought he was about to tear up.
Niall's brown eyes are filled with concern. "Is there a way out? Can we help you somehow?" -It aches my heart to see this...-
A long silence fills the atmosphere and we're all focused on one person.
-My heart is beating so fast. I'm afraid of his answer... I'm a bit mad at his stepdad. Why is he making Blake do all this?!- "There is one way." Everyone lets out a long sigh in relief. "But it's not easy."
"What? Do we have to kill him?" Ryder jokes and the others send him a glare. -Why does he remind me of Lance so much?-
"Or do we have to blackmail him?" Tyler asks and gets hit by a pillow. "HEY!"
"Fucking shut up! Both of you!" Miguel balls his fist in the air making the twins sigh. -He acts like Kace... Wait! Why am I thinking about them?! I must've gotten used to the squad...-
"What is it, Blake? Tell us." The only matured person in this room, Niall, asks.
Blake looks up and runs his messy hair through his hair. - I just noticed, he doesn't have his usual 'Scene hairstyle' anymore... It's a bit curly and shorter.- "The only way out, is when I proved this fucking shithead, what love is... In other words, I need a girlfriend in a week."
"WHAT?!" We all say in unision and have the same surprised look in our face. -That is unexpected...-
"That's easy!!! You're Blake Cohen! You can instantly get together with one and dump her after that!" Tyler is the first to laugh out loud and the others agree with him. -Wow... what a player...-
Blake shakes his head. "I can't. He's too wise for that. He knows how 'real love' looks like. Doesn't surprise me, he married twice." He weakly laughs, making the others look worriedly at him.
"What do you mean? How would he know?" I blurt out, getting all their attention. -OH CHIZZLE...-
He smiles at me at pats my head. "You're so pure, Cupcake. He notices everything and if he does he will definitely force me to marry that girl."
-Somehow my heart aches, just by hearing that... I know I should step away from all this, but he's in trouble. Sure, he's been a beep for many ti.es and especially to Raven, but I think this is a reason why he acts like this. Maybe he will change if we solve this problem... what should I do!?-
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Author: Things are starting to get chaotic ;)
Will she find a way to help him out?
What is going to happen if he really decides to marry the model?
Find out in the next chapter and please don't forget to vote!♡