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I wake up and hit my alarm. I groan. 1 more day until school.... I sit up and check my phone. No messages, just a bunch of snapchats and Facebook notafications. I unlock my phone and go onto Facebook. This girl that hates me has tagged me in a post. 'Willow only moved because she's scared of us 😂.' I roll my eyes and smack my phone on my bedside table. I jump out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I look into the mirror to see a face with scars, bruises, puffy eyes... I stare at my reflection and clench my fist. My 'father' did this to me... I breathe and calm down. I grab my hair brush and carefully run it through my long, natural curls. I tie my hair into a messy bun and get changed into some sweat pants and a nirvana T-shirt. I didn't put makeup on because it's not a school day. Yet... I walk out of my room with a sigh. Hoping that my dad is at work. I walk to the front door and sigh with relief. His work bag isn't there. Thank fucking god...
I walk into the kitchen and prepare some toast. The breakfast that I pretty much have everyday. Dad forbids us to have fresh food so he gives us stale bread and leaves the fresh bread for himself. It really ticks me off. But argueing with him isn't worth it but the result is always getting a slap in the face anyway even if we don't argue. I guess arguing makes it worse. I walk back into my room and pull out my art book. It's full of random drawings like anime, cartoons. I'm In love with romance anime and mario cartoons. I pick up and pencil and think about something to draw. The door opens, it's lark. "Hey," he said as he jumps onto my bed. I smile and hug him tightly. "Hey you," I say. He places a kiss on my forehead and sweeps his black hair out of his face. He plays with his lip piercing and looks at my book. "What you drawing?" He says. I strug. "I don't know yet," I say. He thinks for a sec and lights up. "Draw me," he yells. He jumps up and dances around the room, leaving me in a giggling mess. The way he dances is so gay, that why it's so funny. His green eyes meet mine again. "But seriously haha it's not that hard," he smirks. He sit back down on my bed and puts his arm around my shoulder. I pick up my pencil and find a picture of him on my phone. I copy the drawing onto the paper and carefully sketch his hair. I decided to make him look anime. It took me about half an hour to complete and I outline it with a black fine liner to finish. Lark was there the whole time staring at my page smiling. "Done," i say cheerfully. He beams at me. "Willow, your so talented," he says hugging me tightly, swaying me left and right vigorously. He let's go and looks at the guitar that he got me in the corner. He winks and picks it up. He sits down again and hands the guitar to me. "Play me song?" He asks with puppy eyes. "Awwww cutie, sure," I say pinching his cheek. I grab the guitar and sing my favourite song. It's dedicated to lark and I being friends since we were little. I meet him through a family friend and we've been friends ever since. Our 12 year anniversary is in a few weeks.
I strum the very first of 'A thousand years by Christina Perri.' I would sing this with lark at least once a week. We've been singing it together for years.
Me: Heart beats fast
Colours and promises
How to be brave, how can I love when I'm afraid to fall but watching you stand alone.
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer.
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Lark: time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave, I will not let anything take away, what's standing in front of me.
Every hour has come to this
One step closer
Lark and I: one step closer... One step closer.
Me: I have died everyday, waiting for you. Darling don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years, I loved you for a thousand more.
Lark and I: all along I believed I would find
Life has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand year, ill love you for a thousand more.
I hold the note on the last strum and finish. I smile and so does lark. "I love you pillow," he says. "I love you too larky," I say kissing his cheek. We both giggle at the nicknames we've been using for the last 12 years. He picks up the guitar and sings 'Just the way you are' by Bruno Mars. I close my eyes as he does. His voice is so soothing and it helps me fall asleep. I nearly did. He finished and I smile. "Your amazing larky," I say. He smile. "Heh thanks pillow," he say with a wink. We play songs for each other for the rest of the morning and afternoon.
I look at the time. 6:00pm. "It's six o'clock larky," I say. He stands up and takes my hand. "Let's go out for a feed before your dad gets home." He says with a concerned face. I grab my jacket and we head out the door. He starts up his car and drives to Pizza Hut. My favourite resturant. We head inside and order our pizza. "What would you like willow?" I he says before taking a sip from his drink. The waiter comes up, he looks around my age. Curly brown hair, green/brown eyes, cute smile with dimples. He smiles at me "what pizza would you like my lady," he says winking at me. I blush and think. "A supreme please," I say smiling. He takes down my order and walks off. I turn to see lark, he is slightly angry. Awwww... I laugh and drink my lemonade. Minutes later, the boy comes back with the pizza. "Here you go," he says smiling at me. I peer at his name tag. 'Ashton.' He walks off again and I eat my pizza.