《Little Rebel》Chapter 33
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When I woke up, I was in my bed.
My eyes hurt from crying so much and my face was all stiff and had tear tracks.
Kian must have carried me in from the car when we got home.
I sighed and turned over on my side, cuddling with my pillow.
I laid in bed, thinking about everything and nothing until my hunger overtook me and I got up.
Checking my phone, I saw it was 5:23.
When I went to the mirror, I made a face at myself and put my hair in a high ponytail.
I didn't feel like doing anything else to attempt to make myself look better, so I just left and went downstairs to get some food.
Although when I rounded the corner, I bumped into Trevor.
"Oh, hey Trevor." I said, wiping my eyes to try and make them look less puffy.
"Hey Jordyn. You ok?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah. I guess, kinda. Not really." I stuttered.
"Whats wrong?" Trevor looked at me.
"Kian and I just took Perrie to the airport because she had to go home." I told him.
"Oh, Jordyn. I'm really sorry." He said, and pulled me into a hug.
I took a deep breathe, trying not to cry again.
Patting his back, I quickly pulled away.
"Thanks Trevor." I was so awkward with stuff like this.
And by stuff like this, I mean contact with other humans.
"You know what helps me when I'm sad." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Pizza!" He cheered.
I giggled slightly.
"True." I said.
"And I know for a fact that Kian and Jc ordered a pizza. So lets go steal it." Trevor wiggled his eyebrows.
I laughed slightly and wiped my face.
"Ok, lets go." I said.
Trevor and I went downstairs and into the kitchen.
Sitting on the counter, was a box of pizza with no one around.
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There was only like two pieces of the pizza gone, so Trevor grabbed the box and we ran back out of the kitchen up to my room.
I turned Netflix and turned on Vampire Diaries.
We watched some episodes and ate the pizza.
"Jordyn!"
I jumped and fell off the bed.
"Shit." I yelled, from the ground next to my bed.
Trevor was laughing at me
My door burst open and in came Kian and Jc.
"I knew it." Jc said.
"Jordyn! Trevor! You guys ate our pizza!" Kian said.
"Sorry." Trevor managed between laughs.
I just stayed laying on the ground where I landed and didn't say anything.
"Whyyy?" Jc whined.
"I was trying to make Jordyn feel better." Trevor explained, after he finally stopped laughing.
Kian's eyes softened and he glanced at me.
I still hadn't said anything or moved at all.
He came and sat on the floor next to me, leaning on the bed.
"Hey Jord." He said softly.
"Hey Ki." I muttered.
"You feeling better?" He asked.
I shrugged. "I guess."
"Well since you ate my pizza, you don't need any food. But do you want to come downstairs and hang out with us?" Kian teased.
I smiled slightly and shrugged again.
Jc and Trevor left Kian and I to talk alone.
"Ok, well I'm gonna go down there. Will you come later?" He asked.
"Maybe." I said.
I probably won't. I don't feel like being with a bunch of people.
Kian pushed himself off the floor, but not before kissing my forehead and brushing some hair out of my face.
As he was leaving, he turned in the doorway with one hand on the doorknob.
"You should probably get off the floor and lay on your bed. It's not very comfortable down there." Then Kian left, closing the door behind him.
I stayed on the floor for a little after he left, just laying there thinking.
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About ten minutes later, there was a light knock on my door, then it opened without me saying anything.
In came Cameron, and he didn't say anything, just laid down on the floor next to me.
After a while of a comfortable silence, Cameron sat up.
"Do you wanna lay on the bed instead?" He asked, looking at me.
I shrugged, but sat up anyway.
Both of us laid on my bed, this time Cameron had his arm behind me and I was cuddled into his chest.
"You ok?" He asked.
I nodded.
"You sure?" He asked, craning his head to look me in the eye.
I nodded again, telling the truth.
But even if I was lying, I wouldn't say anything.
I like keeping to myself and don't like burdening other people with my feelings.
Although Perrie has told me multiple times, that feelings aren't a burden, they're something everyone has and has to deal with.
When ever something is wrong, I just sort of shut down and don't say anything until it gets to much and I burst by either yelling or crying.
Cameron and I went back into the comfortable silence.
See, with other people, just sitting there and not talking would be awkward, but with Cameron it wasn't.
I didn't feel the need to talk.
"Do you want to go downstairs with everyone?" Cameron asked.
I shook my head quickly. Too quickly, he noticed.
"Ok." He chuckled. "Why not?"
"I just don't feel like being around people, especially a lot of people." I said.
"That's understandable." Cameron nodded.
The two of us started talking after that.
About random things mostly.
I was lucky to have Cameron.
If he wasn't here, I would be up in my room by myself, definitely sad because Perrie had left and Kian ditched me to hang out with a bunch of his friends, which I don't like doing.
"Thank you." I said out of no where.
"For what?" Cameron asked, looking at me weirdly.
"I don't know. Just being an awesome boyfriend and being here for me when no one else it." I shrugged.
"Anytime Jord." He said, kissing my head.
I sighed and buried my face into his chest.
"Tired?" He asked.
"Not at all. I just woke up a little bit ago." I said.
"Do you wanna do something?" Cameron asked.
"No, I just want to lay here with you." I said.
"Sounds good. That's what I wanted to do too." He said.
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HOLY SHIT I AM SO SORRY!
I am a horrible author, why didn't I update in a month?!
I have no reason!
Ughhhhhhhhhhhh
Are people even still reading this book? I wouldn't be surprised if no one is.
Just a quick update for the people who aren't reading this; I went to camp for a week, two weeks ago, Monday through Friday.
So I got back late Friday night, unpacked then repacked Saturday, then my family left at like 5:30 in the morning on Sunday to go on a road trip.
Then we just got back tonight (Sunday night).
So I have literally been home 1 day in two weeks.
BUT THAT IS NO EXCUSE!
I literally wrote this whole chapter right now as I lay in bed.
ALSO MY BEST FRIEND MADE A YOUTUBE CHANNEL. GO CHECK HER OUT. SHE POSTED HER FIRST VIDEO "The 'That Type of Person' Tag" ON WEDNESDAY. SHE WILL POST EVERY WEDNESDAY AND IM IN A LOT OF THEM. SO GO SUBSCRIBE TO HER. THANKS FAM.
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Ba-bye loves, stay cloudy :)
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