After five hours of watching American Horror Story I finally turn the TV off and head up to my bedroom. I close my bedroom door and turn the light on. I go and grab my Sleeping With Sirens T-shirt and a pair of black, fluffy shorts to wear as pajamas. Once done changing I go to my bathroom and brush my teeth and tie my hair into a ponytail. I then turn the lights off and crawl into bed.
Before I closed my eyes I decide to check my phone one last time for any new notifications. I see a text sent from my parents, that they might not come back home this weekend, and that I'll have to wait another month. I roll my eyes at the messages and simply reply with a small 'ok'.
I then close my phone and drift off into darkness.
The next I wake up around eleven. I get up from bed and go to brush my teeth and hair. Once done I head downstairs and grab my laptop from the coffee table. I log onto YouTube and start listening to My Chemical Romance. The love I have for this band cannot be explained, I remember when they announced how were no longer going to be together. I was absolutely gutted and felt like crying, but then I found out Gerard was still making music and had released his album Hesitant Alien, which I absolutely love. As the music plays I go on tumblr and look at some of the posts from my favorite bands accounts, I feel my phone vibrate. I hope it's a text from Hallie, we haven't texted in a while. As I take out my phone and unlock it, I see that an unknown number has texted me.
Unknown Number: You're beautfiul.
Who the hell sent that? And I'm not beautiful. How do they even know what I look like?Maybe it's a prank from someone at school? I hope the boys didn't give my number to some stalker. I then sigh and text back.
Me: um, who's this?
I silently wait for the response. Dying to know who it is.
Unknown Number: I'm Louis Tomlinson.
Louis Tomlinson? Isn't he the kid in my film class? Why is he texting me? What does he want from me?
Me: who gave u my # and y?
ButtfaceTommo: dont wrry bout tht 😇
I decide to shrug it off and ask.
Me: well wat do u want from me? 😒
ButtfaceTommo: nothin. just wanted to b friends an chat. 😄
Me: srry buttface but i don't do friends 😪
ButtfaceTommo: awe fooey... and buttface? 😳
I snicker at his reply and wait for him to message back.
ButtfaceTommo: u didn't? 😑
Me: oh but i did 😏
ButtfaceTommo: ihy 😞
Me: well then goodbye... 😓
ButtfaceTommo: NO! COME BACK IMY!!! PLZ CUM BACK! 💕😊😂
I rolled my eyes at his text and replied.
Me: cum? really? ur so mature 😒
ButtfaceTommo: ikr 😄
Me: i was bein sarcastic 😑
ButtfaceTommo: oh 😳am not! 😁
Me: r 2
Me: bye louis 😄
ButtfaceTommo: wait! u tricked me get back here! 😔🙏
I snickered as I locked my phone and threw it aside. I just want to be left alone with my music, and he was starting to get on my nerves.
It's been an hour and my phone hasn't stopped vibrating on that damn coffee table. Louis has spammed my phone with like a hundred texts, asking where I am, or if I'm home at the moment. Like can he not?
I finally stop and face palm myself. Ugh, I'm so stupid. I grab my phone and turn it off completely. "Thank God." I muttered to myself. I then toss my phone aside and lay my body on the couch. I then close my eyes and fall into a deep slumber.
* "Ugh why won't you pick up?" I grunt as I close my phone. That was the hundredth time I called Hallie, and she once again ignored my calls. She won't even text me back, or try to FaceTime me.
I sigh and decide to try calling her one last time. After two rings her phone is picked up.
"Hello? Hallie?" I ask.
"Bea?" says a crying voice. Mrs. ? Why is she answering Hallie's phone?
"Yeah it's me. Um, is Hallie there by any chance?" I ask her pollitely.
"Bea, didn't you hear?" she asked with a sad voice.
"Hear what?" I asked with worry in my voice.
"Hallie's gone." *
My eyes open widely as I wake up from that horrible dream. Jesus, it felt so real! I look around to see that I'm still on the couch, and that my phone is still off. I then feel something wet land on my hand, I look to see a drop of water. I was crying. The dream must have effected me badly. I was now sobbing and holding myself in a lonesome hug. I continue to cry until I hear knocking on the door. I stand up and walk over to the door, not checking, who it is I open it and see not just one, but four people standing there.
"Um, hey guys..." I say shocked.
They greeted back and they each held something in their hands. Niall had rainbow cupcakes, Zayn had Starbucks Double Shot drinks, Liam had Takis, and Harry had a box of donuts.
"Mind if we hang with you?" asked Zayn. I couldn't just say no to them, so I nodded my head and opened the door wider. They each entered one by one. The last one to enter was Liam and he looked straight at my face, "We tried to call you, but you weren't picking up."
"Oh, I had my phone completely off 'cause I had taken a nap earlier." I explained.
"Nightmare?" he asked concerned. I looked shocked on how he knew and asked, "How did you-"
He cuts me off saying, "You were crying. Your eyes are a little red and puffy."
I nodded and said, "Yeah."
He then hugs me with one hand and says, "Sh, it was just a dream."
I take a deep breath and sigh saying, "You're right."
"Aren't I always?" he smirks.
"Don't get all cocky with me payno." I smirked back as I smacked the back of his head.
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