the only hope for me is you part 3

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the only hope for me is you part 3

Rosie’s pov
“Right so what lessons do I have today?” I said to myself and to Helena who was behind me whilst looking at my timetable after we had our breakfast in the grand hall (stupid name I know).
“well, I have English, science, break then I have history and p.e then lunch, then I have double art” Helena said as she was reading of the piece of paper whilst squinting (she forgot her glasses again) and in a depressing voice.
“Same here” Gerard, Bert, ray and I said in unison with smiles on our faces attempting to lift up the mood which didn’t succeed. Then all of a sudden my face collided with a wall as I was shoved against the wall by a girl with 3 inches of make-up on her face and the brightest and skimpiest outfit ever so the brightness did affect the hangover I had from the night before of partying. Also I swear she had buck-teeth (or as my uncle would put it “she could peel an orange through a letterbox”) as she grinned and walked off
“Fuck dude are you alright” said Gerard obviously looking concerned and worried as he touched me, but his touch did give me butterflies.
“yeah bitch I’m fine, I’m used to the pain of it” I said with a smile on my face (a fake one at that) and with that the whole gang went their separate ways and me, Helena, Bert, ray and Gerard walked down towards English, then I realised how much I love Gerard for real.

Gerard’s p.o.v
my head is fucking killing me I thought to myself as I attempt to get over the hangover I had from drinking a bottle of whiskey in the park alone as usual on a Sunday night whilst trying to get rid of the agony I call my life. My sunglasses hide the black pits that are called eyes, I look pale because I apparently don’t go out much, and to be honest it’s not really that it’s just the drugs. I hate my life. I didn’t want it to get this far, I just wanted to get rid of the pain. Rosie’s my only hope now, she doesn’t know it but she is.

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