Thank You Nando's! {A Caspar Lee Fanfic}

Carry On Colouring Out The Lines.

This chapter was uploaded yesterday but Wattpad is still/ was being weird and its made Chapter 2 come before Chapter 1 -_- 

Anyway! Hope you guys are liking this! If you are please comment or vote, if not then message me and let me know! Thanks for reading. Caspar should be in a chapter VERY soon! xx

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Chapter 2: Carry on Colouring Out The Lines.

I woke up to the sun shining bright, blinding me. 

I wiped my eyes to help me see,

I'm so tireddddd. 

Urrgh. 

I sat up wondering why the hell I was still in the clothes from yesterday. 

Taking a deep breath I got up from my bed and went into the bathroom to shower.

Once I was showered and dressed, I pinned my hair up in a bun and went into the kitchen for a mug of hot chocolate.

"Morning gorgeous." My dad said as I walked out of the kitchen and took a seat on the living room sofa. 

"Morning dad." I grumbled, 

Normally after a shower I'd be fresh and happy but it was a friggin' Sunday. Valentines Day. And I am heartbroken. 

"Whats wrong? Harry not called yet?" My mum asked, 

"Harry can fall off a cliff and die and I wouldn't give a shit." I growled turning the TV on. 

"Sam! That wasn't very ladylike!" My mum shouted at me and my dad looked at me warningly, 

"I don't care! He dumped me a day before friggin Valentines Day! And why?! Because I was too goody goody for him!" I shouted, by the end I was sobbing and my mum was at my side comforting me, 

"Its ok Sam. He wasn't worth it. My princess needs a prince and not a man whore." My dad came over and kissed the top of my head, 

I giggled at him saying 'man whore'  

"Whats so funny?" He asked, 

"Please don't try and be cool again. But thanks dad I love you." I gave him a hug and I walked back into my room.  

I picked up my phone and gave my other best friend, Emma a ring. 

"Hello." She picked up, 

"I need to talk to you and Faith. Meet me at Trafalgar Square in half an hour." I said grabbing my bag, 

"Alright hun, is everything ok?" She asked, 

"No... But I'll explain when I see you. See you in a bit." I hung up and put my phone in my bag, I grabbed my purse, my keys and my bus pass. I hadn't exactly learnt how to drive... I always walked to work cause it was about ten minutes away, most of the time I wanted to go somewhere I'd get a lift from Emma or... Or Harry.

I ran into my bathroom changing into a pair of blue skinny jeans and a red tank top. I put on a leather jacket to keep me a little warm. I did my make up naturally. Putting on my red and white converse, I got back up and neatened my hair a little, leaving it in a bun. 

I grabbed my bag and walked out of the room, 

"Off somewhere?" My mum asked, 

"To meet my girls. Aleena's going to your grans, your dad and I will be going out tonight for a meal and wont be back till about 1am so if you can, go to Emma's or Faith's... or just come home. Its up to you. Love you Sam and don't think about that jerk. He's not worth your precious smile. You'll find someone better." My mum kissed my head hugging me, 

"Ok, have fun and thank you mum, love you too." I hugged her back and walked out of the house. 

I walked over to the bus stop and sat there waiting for the right bus to come and pick me up.

Once the bus came I got onto it, showing my pass and sitting right at the back. 

I sat down and noticed two blonde girls sat on a few seats away from me. They started giggling and looking at me, 

"Got a problem blondies?" I growled, 

"With your face!" One of them shouted and the other laughed like a mad child, 

"Very immature. How old are you? 5?" I glared, 

"Same age as you actually bitch." The other one glared back, 

"Physically you may be but mentally you should still be in nursery painting pictures of yourself." I really wasn't in the mood to be picked on and they were the exact type of girls that Harry left me for.

Blonde and slutty.

"Oh really? If I were 5 I wouldn't have your boyfriend now would I?" The one that originally back chatted said,

She was carrot faced and the other was crayola faced.

"Bet he didn't tell you he was hooking up with her, shame you weren't worth his time..." Crayola face smirked, 

"Actually you dumb Barbie dolls, Harry did tell me. He wanted to try and sort things out between the two of us but I told him to break up with me. So I suggest you take our your crayons and continue to colour your face out of the lines." I smirked, I stood up and walked to the bus doors, which opened when the bus stopped.

I lied I know. 

But who gives a shit.  

Them bitches won't be messing with me again.