That Was When We Were 7
Chappie 1-The complications of an older brother
Liberty’s P.O.V
‘Don’t cry Libby please, everything will be alright they won’t ever hurt you again, I promise.’ I looked up, even through my blurry vision his face and eyes shone right through the running tears. I wiped my eyes with the back of my sleeve and held his outstretched warm and soft hand help lift me off the ground.He had helped me again, he stopped the bully’s that always picked on me whenever I went to the park across from my street, I always went when I felt alone. ‘Promise…promise we will always be friends’ I sobbed, his thumb wiping away the endless tears from my face. ‘I promise Libby, no matter what we will always be friends, I love you Libby’ I looked down his pinkie finger extended and I latched mine with his. I smiled and watched his cheeky grin spread from the corners of his mouth. ‘Thank you Liam, I love you too’ we walked hand in hand back home. That was when we were 7.
*Alarm beeping * Fuck, stupid alarm. I slammed my fist on my alarm clock but it continued to ring. ‘Ugh’ I stretched in my warm and comfortable bed and felt a sudden watery feeling across my face. ‘Damn it, I had that dream again.’ I rubbed the tears from my eyes and out of my ears. I stared at the ceiling. I knew it wasn’t a dream…it was just a memory that happens to become a dream in my head when I sleep. It's so cheesy it made me think it was just an illusion, so cheesy even everyone who saw it in the movies would find it to be stupid. God enough about cheesy. Makes me hungry.
I heaved myself out of my temporary bed and looked at the time 8:05am. I stared at it for a couple of minutes. Too early. I made sure that the alarm clock turned off before I tidied my bed, fixing Mr Noodles that lay helpless on the floor and placed him gently onto my pillow. Mr Noodles was my teddy bear. I had him ever since I met Liam. We came up with the name together ever since we couldn’t find him and after a long search somehow found him in a noodles pack. I probably left him there the last time I had helped mum cook a noodle dish, pretty stupid of me. Who knew right?
I swung my door open and lazily walked towards the bathroom hoping that I wouldn’t bump into my older brother early in the morning, not that I don’t want to see his lovely morning face.I crept quietly past his room, taking careful steps and praying that his door wasn’t open and he wasn’t getting changed. I was so wrong.
“Good morning my little Libby!” I stopped and slowly turned around to be greeted by my brother Caleb…in his underwear. Attractive. Is this what guys do at other homes? Run around the house in the morning in their underwear? I swear if this is some sort of trend…I mean LOOK at me! I could do soooo much better than just underwear. That’s right ladies and gentlemen I have what they call a BRA that straps across the feminine chest to support and cover the important parts. Oh god I even made myself laugh…in my head.
“Ew gross Caleb put some clothes on!” I ran towards the bathroom, devising a plan on how to get out because I knew that he would jump on me once I got out of the bathroom.
“You can’t escape from me MWAHAHA!” I mustn’t of been quick enough to get to the bathroom, I was still at least 3 metres away from the bathroom before Caleb wrapped his large and muscular arms around me and hoisted me off the ground.
“CALEB! Let go of me I need the bathroom PLEASSEEE!” I screamed thrashing at his arms and trying to escape his every morning of my life grip around me.
“Why didn’t I get a good morning yet” he whined spinning me around and then gently landing me on the floor.
“Good morning Caleb now will you please let me go to the bathroom already I really need to go” I lied. I looked at his face and pleaded with my puppy dog eyes/face and admired hismorning face, scruffy hair, wide grin, eyes the size of one of those cartoon babies with humungous eyes and absolute childish appearance overall…kinda like a baby receiving a lollipop.
He slowly released me and I made a dash to the bathroom before he changed his mind “Breakfast is on the table when you are finished so be quick before it gets cold!” I heard him shout before I took a turn and shut the door immediately and locked it. I turned around and relaxed my back on the hard wooden door. A wise one must always devise their plan.
Caleb was my older brother by 7 years, he is studying in university and got a Master’s degree for teaching which was a huge achievement for everyone in the family not just him.
I remembered the huge parties and everyone ending up drunk even my parents while I ended up cleaning the whole bloody place. He wanted to be a teacher in high school and I know he would make a GREAT teacher especially with people in similar age and experiences because he would of went through the same teenagey stuff.
I sighed and walked towards the mirror and stared at the reflection presented on the mirror. A girl with long wavy chocolate brown hair, very dark blue eyes with blended green, tanned skin with very light freckles and pink rosy lips smiled back. I was pretty confident when it came to my face, it was pretty average, but when it came to my body I wasn’t the greatest person to deal with.
I had a slim body which is supposedly good but I had big breasts and a big bum, a bit just a bit too big for a slim body like mine. Mum always told me I had an S like body which will always attract the guy’s attention and is the best body a model would want, that’s what I didn’t want. I stripped down and left my clothes in a heap and hopped into the shower. I quickly turned the handle and quickly stepped back into the corner of the shower when it’s cold, as if no one does that. It’s like being trapped but once the water changes you are free. Pretty stupid way of describing what I feel when it came to that.
I stretched my leg out and felt the water, it was pretty warm. I finally stepped into the water and felt the sudden warmth wash all over my body, it was nice. I rinsed myself and then put all the shampoo and conditioner in my hair and washed my face and body before turning off the shower and stepping out, grabbing my towel and drying myself. I dried my hair as much as possible and quickly wrapped the towel around my body before quickly stepping out and running to my room.
I slammed the door and grabbed the very few clothes left in my cupboard and put them on. I slipped on a green knitwear top with old style woolly tights and a maroon scarf around my neck (http://weheartit.com/entry/31282809/via/happily4everafter). It was pretty cold here, it was winter after all. I looked around my room. My room consisted of my temporary bed which was a sleeping bag and an alarm clock along with the cupboard built in the wall. The reason I have very little stuff was because we were moving overseas again. When I say again I actually really do mean again. We were moving back to the UK, my home place, the place where I first met Liam. I still didn’t see the point of moving to another country staying there for a couple of years and then deciding to move all the way back to your original home, pretty stupid really. Right now I live in Australia but not for much longer.
‘Don’t cry Libby please, everything will be alright they won’t ever hurt you again, I promise.’ I looked up, even through my blurry vision his face and eyes shone right through the running tears. I wiped my eyes with the back of my sleeve and held his outstretched warm and soft hand help lift me off the ground.He had helped me again, he stopped the bully’s that always picked on me whenever I went to the park across from my street, I always went when I felt alone. ‘Promise…promise we will always be friends’ I sobbed, his thumb wiping away the endless tears from my face. ‘I promise Libby, no matter what we will always be friends, I love you Libby’ I looked down his pinkie finger extended and I latched mine with his. I smiled and watched his cheeky grin spread from the corners of his mouth. ‘Thank you Liam, I love you too’ we walked hand in hand back home. That was when we were 7.
*Alarm beeping * Fuck, stupid alarm. I slammed my fist on my alarm clock but it continued to ring. ‘Ugh’ I stretched in my warm and comfortable bed and felt a sudden watery feeling across my face. ‘Damn it, I had that dream again.’ I rubbed the tears from my eyes and out of my ears. I stared at the ceiling. I knew it wasn’t a dream…it was just a memory that happens to become a dream in my head when I sleep. It's so cheesy it made me think it was just an illusion, so cheesy even everyone who saw it in the movies would find it to be stupid. God enough about cheesy. Makes me hungry.
I heaved myself out of my temporary bed and looked at the time 8:05am. I stared at it for a couple of minutes. Too early. I made sure that the alarm clock turned off before I tidied my bed, fixing Mr Noodles that lay helpless on the floor and placed him gently onto my pillow. Mr Noodles was my teddy bear. I had him ever since I met Liam. We came up with the name together ever since we couldn’t find him and after a long search somehow found him in a noodles pack. I probably left him there the last time I had helped mum cook a noodle dish, pretty stupid of me. Who knew right?
I swung my door open and lazily walked towards the bathroom hoping that I wouldn’t bump into my older brother early in the morning, not that I don’t want to see his lovely morning face.I crept quietly past his room, taking careful steps and praying that his door wasn’t open and he wasn’t getting changed. I was so wrong.
“Good morning my little Libby!” I stopped and slowly turned around to be greeted by my brother Caleb…in his underwear. Attractive. Is this what guys do at other homes? Run around the house in the morning in their underwear? I swear if this is some sort of trend…I mean LOOK at me! I could do soooo much better than just underwear. That’s right ladies and gentlemen I have what they call a BRA that straps across the feminine chest to support and cover the important parts. Oh god I even made myself laugh…in my head.
“Ew gross Caleb put some clothes on!” I ran towards the bathroom, devising a plan on how to get out because I knew that he would jump on me once I got out of the bathroom.
“You can’t escape from me MWAHAHA!” I mustn’t of been quick enough to get to the bathroom, I was still at least 3 metres away from the bathroom before Caleb wrapped his large and muscular arms around me and hoisted me off the ground.
“CALEB! Let go of me I need the bathroom PLEASSEEE!” I screamed thrashing at his arms and trying to escape his every morning of my life grip around me.
“Why didn’t I get a good morning yet” he whined spinning me around and then gently landing me on the floor.
“Good morning Caleb now will you please let me go to the bathroom already I really need to go” I lied. I looked at his face and pleaded with my puppy dog eyes/face and admired hismorning face, scruffy hair, wide grin, eyes the size of one of those cartoon babies with humungous eyes and absolute childish appearance overall…kinda like a baby receiving a lollipop.
He slowly released me and I made a dash to the bathroom before he changed his mind “Breakfast is on the table when you are finished so be quick before it gets cold!” I heard him shout before I took a turn and shut the door immediately and locked it. I turned around and relaxed my back on the hard wooden door. A wise one must always devise their plan.
Caleb was my older brother by 7 years, he is studying in university and got a Master’s degree for teaching which was a huge achievement for everyone in the family not just him.
I remembered the huge parties and everyone ending up drunk even my parents while I ended up cleaning the whole bloody place. He wanted to be a teacher in high school and I know he would make a GREAT teacher especially with people in similar age and experiences because he would of went through the same teenagey stuff.
I sighed and walked towards the mirror and stared at the reflection presented on the mirror. A girl with long wavy chocolate brown hair, very dark blue eyes with blended green, tanned skin with very light freckles and pink rosy lips smiled back. I was pretty confident when it came to my face, it was pretty average, but when it came to my body I wasn’t the greatest person to deal with.
I had a slim body which is supposedly good but I had big breasts and a big bum, a bit just a bit too big for a slim body like mine. Mum always told me I had an S like body which will always attract the guy’s attention and is the best body a model would want, that’s what I didn’t want. I stripped down and left my clothes in a heap and hopped into the shower. I quickly turned the handle and quickly stepped back into the corner of the shower when it’s cold, as if no one does that. It’s like being trapped but once the water changes you are free. Pretty stupid way of describing what I feel when it came to that.
I stretched my leg out and felt the water, it was pretty warm. I finally stepped into the water and felt the sudden warmth wash all over my body, it was nice. I rinsed myself and then put all the shampoo and conditioner in my hair and washed my face and body before turning off the shower and stepping out, grabbing my towel and drying myself. I dried my hair as much as possible and quickly wrapped the towel around my body before quickly stepping out and running to my room.
I slammed the door and grabbed the very few clothes left in my cupboard and put them on. I slipped on a green knitwear top with old style woolly tights and a maroon scarf around my neck (http://weheartit.com/entry/31282809/via/happily4everafter). It was pretty cold here, it was winter after all. I looked around my room. My room consisted of my temporary bed which was a sleeping bag and an alarm clock along with the cupboard built in the wall. The reason I have very little stuff was because we were moving overseas again. When I say again I actually really do mean again. We were moving back to the UK, my home place, the place where I first met Liam. I still didn’t see the point of moving to another country staying there for a couple of years and then deciding to move all the way back to your original home, pretty stupid really. Right now I live in Australia but not for much longer.
Notes
Hi boys hi! I mean girls *coughs* hi girls hi! :D How is yo fine self? Second story I am posting up on this site whooop whooop! Already got two reviews on my other one (Let's Play A Lovegame) and I was like whoooaaaa d(-.-)d Let's get this story some reviews yaaah ;) How do you tell a guy you like him...any ideas? Need some help hardyharhar...embarrassing. Hehehe pweaseee review/comment/criticize/help me with the guy problem? :)Bubai~!
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12/31/13