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Walking with the road (On hold)

Coke and awkwardness

I press the speeder down, ass I got into a highway. I cannot believe it. I did dent thought Zayn was that type of guy. First he cheats on me. Then he nearly raped me. I cannot believe it. Why do I always choose the wrong guys. Why can’t I be with a kind, not violent person? I always fall for the charming bad-boy, not the sweet geek. It is always the same: I meet him at a party, where I’m super drunk, and starts making out with him. Then he takes me home, and we make out some more. Then, when I wake up the next morning, I’m in a stranger’s apartment, with some guy I barely know. Then we go on a couple of dates, and have some midnight sex, and I get feelings for him. I always do. Then he breaks up with me, because he has found ‘the one,’ or a stripper alike I like to call it. Or in this case, I couth him cheating.
I turn to the left, down a one sided road that leads to my house. I still live at my parents. We only live 10 min. from Zayn’s house, which gives essence, because we live in such a small village.
I keep thinking about that Harry guy. About how he rescued me, about how he reminds of someone. I must have seen him before, his face is so familiar. Maybe he goes on the same high school as me. I don’t know.
What I do know is that I need Aria. She is my best friend, and I miss her so bad. She went on a vacation with her brothers a week ago, and is coming back tomorrow. I’m thinking about picking them up at the airport. Should I? I do know that I have to go to school first. It’s Monday tomorrow, and I have the best class ever: History. I know it sounds boring, but I have Mr. Henning’s in it, and he is a real genius. All we do is watching movies, and talk.
Niall wakes me. He storms into my room with socks on his hands, and dances a silly dance and are singing a catchy song he wrote on his own: Pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows. He screams the refrain, and Liam storms into the room, and hit him with a pillow to make him stop. He doesn’t. Instead he sings louder, and hit Liam with the socks. Liam bitch slaps him (In fun,) and I begin to laugh. I check the time. Shit! I have to be in school in an hour.
I kick my brothers out, and find something to wear, and it have to be something pretty. If I meet Harry, I don’t want to look alike shit. I take an oversize black shirt on, and short blue shorts. I quick fix my hair and make-up.
In Mr. Henning’s class we saw a movie named ‘Mean Girls.’ This was ironic, because we got a really big mean girl at our school: Claire. She is the devil, put into a rich plastic body. Her daddy buys her everything, clothes and A’s.
When we were done, I went in one direction: to the cafeteria. I was starving. I sat down in the corner, where no one could see me. This spot is always where I and Aria sits. We love to sit and spy on the other students. I get ripped out of my thoughts when I see him. Harry. He stands in the line to the coke machine. He looks smoking in his tight pants, and his black polo shirt. I decide to go up and talk to him. After all, I don’t have anything to lose.
I put myself behind him in the line to the coke machine.
“Hey” I say awkward, and he turns around.
“Hey!” He answers even more awkward. He lets his hand ran through his brown curly hair, and sends me a little smile.
“Thanks for that yesterday.”
“No problem,” He says and looks around, “How are you?”
“I’m great.” I lie.
“You don’t look okay” He says and, and he is right. I’m not okay. Zayn scared me to death. I probably look like a wreck.
“Oh, I’m fine.” I lie again.
We get closer to the machine.
“So, how are you and Zayn connected?” I ask to get to another subject.
“Well, we live in the same building, so…” He answers a little awkward, with a little smirk.
Dumb question.
“Off course, I had forgotten that” seriously Roe? “Oh, pull forward”
He steps one pace back, but I take to steps, and walk right into him. In a reflex he put his arms around me, but quick let go again. His arms feel weirdly safe. Why do I have to be so awkward?
“Oh, sorry!” I Say, but I lie. I’m not sorry that I walk into his muscle temple.
“Don’t worry, it doesn’t mean a thing.”
And just alike that, we were at the coke machine, and he puts a coin into it. The coke quickly comes out, and he turns towards me.
“I’ll see you around.” He says with his charming voice.
“Yeah. BTW. My name is Roe”
“Roe. I like that,” He says and walks over to a group of guys.

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