Lullaby

Lucy shook her head as I told her the story of the war between my mother the the three reckless teenagers. We were in church, sitting right at the front, our mothers would kill us if they heard us talking. "I hate boys like that" Lucy whispered, not taking her eyes of the priest. Lucy's mother and my mother were exactly alike, right down to their sense of humor. Between you and me,their humor was basically non exsisant. Both tried to set me up with their ideal boy for me. I don't have the heart to tell them to back off. "It was so---" Mum cut me of by giving me a harsh glare. "disgusting, absolutely disgusting" I bit my lip while looking down. I was about to say that it was funny but even i knew the consequences would be ghastly.

Everywhere around me where mothers prompting their child to sit up straight and have the bible in the right hand. Its only know that i realize everyone are just mindless clones following what they believe is the right thing to do. How do they know whats morally right and whats obviously wrong? i mean, how does anyone. People persecute gay people, but why? "they should have never disrespected your mother like that, Oasis" Lucy was just like me only blind. She understood why her mum treates her the way she does. She understands the reason she has to get up at 7 every morning, she knows why she can never be in charge of her own life. But like me, she also has no friends at school, also like me, boys didn't find us attractive.

"Oasis, you are embarrassing me, everyone is looking" Mum says through gritted teeth. Lucy tutted next to me. "honestly, what has gotten into you" Lucy whispers. "please stand outside" Mum sighs as she pats her skirt down for creases. The bench squeaked as i made my way outside. The cold air felt nice against my pale skin. My eyes shut tight as i felt myself fully relax. "Is your name really Oasis" a Australian voice said, breaking me out of my faze. Goosebumps unwillingly rose at the familiar chestnut colored curly hair. I melted to the core as his frosty green eyes explored my body. I nodded, unable to trust my voice. "was your mum high when she named you"Harry laughed to himself while leaning against the wall."speaking of my mum, shouldn't you be miles away from here by now" i halfed teased, whiling looking at the church entrance. Harry let out a small chuckle. "I can handle a nut nut, don't worry about me babe" i knew my cheeks would be brighter than a traffic light at the new nickname. Yet, i remained calm. "why did you come back" He waved a cigarette box in the air. "couldn't leave these behind" I nodded to myself. I found the courage to look up in his eyes. "toxic"

It was true, smoking was a disgusting habit to obtain. They should know better. Adverts and posters are every where in this day and age. "your mother, is crazy." he laughed while lighting the toxin and placing it into his two very irresistible lips. I was fascinated by the way fire would destroy it, yet someone could find pleasure in all that destruction. "i prefer to call it passionate" Harry's laugh was contagious. "what about your parents, surely they're crazy about something" I said while smiling up at him. "Im afraid,im fresh out of those, wonderwall" My eyebrow raised in confusion. "that's a new one, normally I get called fizzy or strawberry or quite recently 79p" Harry pouted sarcastically. "Stop crying your heart out" with that being said, people departed the church. Panic crossed my features. "I have to go" I was instantly curious about his absence of parents." meet me here tonight, 7, no later and no earlier" he said with a huge suggestive smirk on his face. I was about to speak before he cut me off. "live a little, I'm sure jesus wont judge" the church would nearly be empty. I knew parents would all be looking at me with my complete opposite in front of me, but i also knew mother stayed behind to pray, giving me time to talk to Harry some more.

Harry started to walk backwards. "how do you know what he will and wont judge" i smiled as a playful smile graced both our faces. "see you later, Oasis". Lets get this straight.Someone like him and someone like me would never work out. Which admittedly is a shame. "Oasis, stop doddling around, get in the car" Mum ordered as i stood of the wall. I sighed as I complied.Thinking of only the curly haired boy that stole my common sense

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