My Drunk Little White Lies
Chapter 8
*** Cheyenne’s POV ***
I was still thinking about how I mentally said, “I love that boy.” I still can’t believe I said that. Lucky I said it in my head! I headed down the dark streets of London, heading to my house. I opened the front door and head inside. I felt tired, stinky, and I felt like a bitch. I walked up to my room, and fell on my bed.
“Finally, pea- WHAT!?” My phone started ringing. Why will no one give me time to think? I grab my phone, and checked the caller ID. Harry Styles? How did he get in my phone? I answered.
“Hello?”
“Ello, love!”
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, um, nothing really, just talking to you. Whatcha dooin?” I sat up, and leaned against the head board of my bed.
“I am…” I looked around. I soon spotted something, peeking out of my old, “High School Memories box.” I got up, quickly walking over to grab it. It was a magazine…with a familiar face on it. I smirked, then answered back,
“Oh, nothing really, I am talking to myspecial friend.”
“Who’s that?” He whispered it, like it was top secret confidential stuff…whatever that even means.
“Haha. Just my friend, Cara.”
“Delevingne?”
“Yeah. You know her?” He cleared his throat.
“Yeah. Anyway, I just wanted to make sure we still are on for our date tomorrow, at 6:00 P.M.” I put the magazine back.
“Sure.” My phone started ringing again.
“Hey, Harry. I will talk to you tomorrow. Kay?”
“Okay, bye.”
“Bye.” I hung up, then answered the other call.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Chick.” I jumped with glee knowing who it was.
“Cara!?” She chuckled on the other side.
“Yes, it’s me!” I screamed.
“Oh my god! How have you been?”
“I’m okay. You know, touring around the world to do photo shoots is tough but…I live the life, man.” I missed this. The chill conversations, the long talks, and the best friend I’ve missed dearly. We stayed on the phone for a couple of hours…well, actually longer because, when I looked at my clock, it said, “3:00 A.M.”
“Yeah, and then Jeremy would always ask you if you would go out with him!” I burst out laughing.
“Not funny, Chey. He scared me.” I could just imagine her shudder on the other side of the phone.
“Well, Cara. It was great talking to you, but I have to go, I got a date tomorrow.” She screamed.
“A date? Bloody hell, Cheyenne! With who?”
“Harry…”
There was a pause. I was nervous. If you’re wondering, Harry had a crush on her around the time we were in High School. He was in LOVE with her! But, she didn’t even notice him. When Cara got a shot at being a model, she told me good bye, and that she would be in touch, and left. Harry later on, tried out for X-Factor, grew up, and became a man. Harry was still in love with her; Cara still didn’t notice.
“OMG! I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME!” I heard running come from the other side of the phone.
“Cara what-“
“MOM!”
“What, Car?”
“Chey’s going out on a date…with HARRY STYLES!” I heard something drop on the other line.
“Oh, um-“ I heard whispering on the other side, I was trying to hear as best as I could but, my ears aren’t strong enough. Finally, Cara began to speak.
“Chey, what time is your date?”
“6:00 P.M.” I heard more whispering.
“Okay, come to my house tomorrow at…3:00. Good night!”
“Cara wai-“ *beep beep beep* Ugh! I threw my phone on my bed, then plopped down on my bed.
…What was that all about? I shrugged my shoulder’s then, climbed under the covers. I fell into a deep sleep…
The next day, when I woke up, I looked at my clock. I turned and went back to sleep. Realization got to me tho, I turned back over really fast. I looked at the clock again,
“FUCK!” It was 12:00 P.M!? I was suppose to have been up hours ago. Cara’s house is three hours away! Damn, I must’ve been tired. I jump up off the bed, run into the bathroom, brush my teeth, comb my natural waves, and rush back to my room.
“What to wear, what to wear!” I looked quickly In my drawers, closet, even the pile of clothes on my floor. I finally found something. I smiled, grabbed my high top Adidas, and rushed to get dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror, grabbed my phone and purse, and rushed out the door. I unlocked my car door, and jumped in…literally. I remember where Cara lives. I mean we aren’t best friends are anything! *Note…sarcasm*
I started driving. Okay, so let me tell you something, Cara’s house is in London, UK. I live in the UK too, as you may know but, I live in Halifax…which is three FUCKING HOURS AWAY FROM LONDON. Calm down, Cheyenne. I’m just lucky Harry lives 2 hours away, in Redditch, UK with his Mom…at least I know I have time, right? I was getting hungry, so I stopped by the drive-thru at McDonalds, and got a hamburger with fries and a sprite. Now, Let me dig in. I was eating and driving, thank god the roads were empty.
*3 hours later.*
I pull up to the familiar childhood house I love so dearly, and got out of the car. To be honest, her house…is HUGE. I remember when me and Cara were little, we used to run around yelling, “WE HAVE A MANSION!!!” I inwardly chuckled at the thought of that. I started walking up to the door. Remembering how I met Cara around the Star bucks in Halifax.
She was ordering a coffee when, someone behind her was whispering mean things about her on the phone, *A long time ago, in Star bucks.*
“Yeah, She is standing right in front of me . This girl is ugly as fuck. Want me to send you a pic? Alright.” Cara turned around saying,
“Stop, you idiot.” The guy took a picture of her.
“Your so ugly.” She looked pissed. But, she soon had a smirk on her face.
“Oh, really?”
“Yes!” She sighed in relief.
“Good, I was trying to look like you today.” Everyone standing around them, “Ooo’s” He look down, then back up.
“Haha, you failed!” He laughed, nobody else did. Cara shook her head.
“Yeah, so did your Mum, because she had you.” Everyone laughed. I was sitting in the corner of Star bucks, on the phone. I was overhearing this convo, I was laughing so hard, this girl was good! I told my friend I will talk to you later, and hung up. I walked over to the crowd of people, standing around the girl and boy. She said after that comeback,
“Who wants to help?” People raised their hands. My phone started ringing. Everyone looked at me, even the girl.
“Aye, you! Why don’t ye help me?” She walked over to me and smiled. I used to do a lot of comebacks..
“Sure.” Everyone clapped. The guy spoke up,
“Who’s this? Your girlfriend? HAHAHA” He laughed. Cara was going to say something, but I did.
“Roses are red, Violets are blue. God made us all beautiful. What the fuck happened to you?” Cara and the crowd laughed. Cara said,
“High five!” We high fived. The guy then grabbed his coffee,
“Take this!-“ He dumped the coffee on Cara’s head. She looked pissed. I looked at the guy.
“Twinkle, twinkle, little star, I want to hit you with a car.- *I kick him in the knee cap.* Throw you off a tree so high, *I step on his foot.* hope you brake your neck and cry. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, run before I get my car!” I finally kick him in the butt, and push him out the door. I turn around, rubbing my hands together. Everyone’s mouths are dropped. I smile, and pop my collar. Everyone cheers, I get high fives and hugs. Everyone soon goes back to what their doing. The girl come’s over to me. She is drenched in coffee.
“Thank you-“
“Chey.” She smiled.
“Hello, Chey. I’m Cara. And thank you. That guy was so annoying.” We laughed.
“Hey, wanna hang out sometime? You seem like a cool person, another version of me.” I laughed.
“Sure, Cara.” *End of Star bucks flash back.*
Chey and Cara
I was still thinking about how I mentally said, “I love that boy.” I still can’t believe I said that. Lucky I said it in my head! I headed down the dark streets of London, heading to my house. I opened the front door and head inside. I felt tired, stinky, and I felt like a bitch. I walked up to my room, and fell on my bed.
“Finally, pea- WHAT!?” My phone started ringing. Why will no one give me time to think? I grab my phone, and checked the caller ID. Harry Styles? How did he get in my phone? I answered.
“Hello?”
“Ello, love!”
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, um, nothing really, just talking to you. Whatcha dooin?” I sat up, and leaned against the head board of my bed.
“I am…” I looked around. I soon spotted something, peeking out of my old, “High School Memories box.” I got up, quickly walking over to grab it. It was a magazine…with a familiar face on it. I smirked, then answered back,
“Oh, nothing really, I am talking to myspecial friend.”
“Who’s that?” He whispered it, like it was top secret confidential stuff…whatever that even means.
“Haha. Just my friend, Cara.”
“Delevingne?”
“Yeah. You know her?” He cleared his throat.
“Yeah. Anyway, I just wanted to make sure we still are on for our date tomorrow, at 6:00 P.M.” I put the magazine back.
“Sure.” My phone started ringing again.
“Hey, Harry. I will talk to you tomorrow. Kay?”
“Okay, bye.”
“Bye.” I hung up, then answered the other call.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Chick.” I jumped with glee knowing who it was.
“Cara!?” She chuckled on the other side.
“Yes, it’s me!” I screamed.
“Oh my god! How have you been?”
“I’m okay. You know, touring around the world to do photo shoots is tough but…I live the life, man.” I missed this. The chill conversations, the long talks, and the best friend I’ve missed dearly. We stayed on the phone for a couple of hours…well, actually longer because, when I looked at my clock, it said, “3:00 A.M.”
“Yeah, and then Jeremy would always ask you if you would go out with him!” I burst out laughing.
“Not funny, Chey. He scared me.” I could just imagine her shudder on the other side of the phone.
“Well, Cara. It was great talking to you, but I have to go, I got a date tomorrow.” She screamed.
“A date? Bloody hell, Cheyenne! With who?”
“Harry…”
There was a pause. I was nervous. If you’re wondering, Harry had a crush on her around the time we were in High School. He was in LOVE with her! But, she didn’t even notice him. When Cara got a shot at being a model, she told me good bye, and that she would be in touch, and left. Harry later on, tried out for X-Factor, grew up, and became a man. Harry was still in love with her; Cara still didn’t notice.
“OMG! I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME!” I heard running come from the other side of the phone.
“Cara what-“
“MOM!”
“What, Car?”
“Chey’s going out on a date…with HARRY STYLES!” I heard something drop on the other line.
“Oh, um-“ I heard whispering on the other side, I was trying to hear as best as I could but, my ears aren’t strong enough. Finally, Cara began to speak.
“Chey, what time is your date?”
“6:00 P.M.” I heard more whispering.
“Okay, come to my house tomorrow at…3:00. Good night!”
“Cara wai-“ *beep beep beep* Ugh! I threw my phone on my bed, then plopped down on my bed.
…What was that all about? I shrugged my shoulder’s then, climbed under the covers. I fell into a deep sleep…
The next day, when I woke up, I looked at my clock. I turned and went back to sleep. Realization got to me tho, I turned back over really fast. I looked at the clock again,
“FUCK!” It was 12:00 P.M!? I was suppose to have been up hours ago. Cara’s house is three hours away! Damn, I must’ve been tired. I jump up off the bed, run into the bathroom, brush my teeth, comb my natural waves, and rush back to my room.
“What to wear, what to wear!” I looked quickly In my drawers, closet, even the pile of clothes on my floor. I finally found something. I smiled, grabbed my high top Adidas, and rushed to get dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror, grabbed my phone and purse, and rushed out the door. I unlocked my car door, and jumped in…literally. I remember where Cara lives. I mean we aren’t best friends are anything! *Note…sarcasm*
I started driving. Okay, so let me tell you something, Cara’s house is in London, UK. I live in the UK too, as you may know but, I live in Halifax…which is three FUCKING HOURS AWAY FROM LONDON. Calm down, Cheyenne. I’m just lucky Harry lives 2 hours away, in Redditch, UK with his Mom…at least I know I have time, right? I was getting hungry, so I stopped by the drive-thru at McDonalds, and got a hamburger with fries and a sprite. Now, Let me dig in. I was eating and driving, thank god the roads were empty.
*3 hours later.*
I pull up to the familiar childhood house I love so dearly, and got out of the car. To be honest, her house…is HUGE. I remember when me and Cara were little, we used to run around yelling, “WE HAVE A MANSION!!!” I inwardly chuckled at the thought of that. I started walking up to the door. Remembering how I met Cara around the Star bucks in Halifax.
She was ordering a coffee when, someone behind her was whispering mean things about her on the phone, *A long time ago, in Star bucks.*
“Yeah, She is standing right in front of me . This girl is ugly as fuck. Want me to send you a pic? Alright.” Cara turned around saying,
“Stop, you idiot.” The guy took a picture of her.
“Your so ugly.” She looked pissed. But, she soon had a smirk on her face.
“Oh, really?”
“Yes!” She sighed in relief.
“Good, I was trying to look like you today.” Everyone standing around them, “Ooo’s” He look down, then back up.
“Haha, you failed!” He laughed, nobody else did. Cara shook her head.
“Yeah, so did your Mum, because she had you.” Everyone laughed. I was sitting in the corner of Star bucks, on the phone. I was overhearing this convo, I was laughing so hard, this girl was good! I told my friend I will talk to you later, and hung up. I walked over to the crowd of people, standing around the girl and boy. She said after that comeback,
“Who wants to help?” People raised their hands. My phone started ringing. Everyone looked at me, even the girl.
“Aye, you! Why don’t ye help me?” She walked over to me and smiled. I used to do a lot of comebacks..
“Sure.” Everyone clapped. The guy spoke up,
“Who’s this? Your girlfriend? HAHAHA” He laughed. Cara was going to say something, but I did.
“Roses are red, Violets are blue. God made us all beautiful. What the fuck happened to you?” Cara and the crowd laughed. Cara said,
“High five!” We high fived. The guy then grabbed his coffee,
“Take this!-“ He dumped the coffee on Cara’s head. She looked pissed. I looked at the guy.
“Twinkle, twinkle, little star, I want to hit you with a car.- *I kick him in the knee cap.* Throw you off a tree so high, *I step on his foot.* hope you brake your neck and cry. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, run before I get my car!” I finally kick him in the butt, and push him out the door. I turn around, rubbing my hands together. Everyone’s mouths are dropped. I smile, and pop my collar. Everyone cheers, I get high fives and hugs. Everyone soon goes back to what their doing. The girl come’s over to me. She is drenched in coffee.
“Thank you-“
“Chey.” She smiled.
“Hello, Chey. I’m Cara. And thank you. That guy was so annoying.” We laughed.
“Hey, wanna hang out sometime? You seem like a cool person, another version of me.” I laughed.
“Sure, Cara.” *End of Star bucks flash back.*
Chey and Cara
Notes
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