beside you | wroetoshaw

party twenty-nine

i woke up, to the sound of people speaking.
i hadn't opened my eyes yet, i wanted to figure out who was speaking and where i was as i knew i wasn't in my flat.

"yeah mate, guess gibbo was right about seeing her then" a males voice mumbled
almost immediately it clicked that it was none other than mr callum freezy speaking. that was when everything came rushing back; jj's album release party; jamie cheating; talking to harry again.
i felt my heart ache a little as i remembered the moment josh told me that jamie had cheated, not that i was surprised he actually did it but i didn't think he would be horrible enough do it on the night when WE were meant to out with my friends.

i slowly opened my eyes, acting as if i had just woke up, my eyes squinted slightly as they adjusted to the bright light that was in the room. i had stretched my arms above my head causing the two boys in the kitchen dash their eyes at me.

"good morning, how you feeling emilia" one of them asked

i looked over to them, harry not even looking at me and cal giving me a sympathetic look.
i shrugged my shoulders as i wiped my eyes, getting the crust and leftover mascara off of them.

"it is what it is" my voice broke, i felt my eyes tear up once again and my head fell into my hands

they both quickly made their way over to the living room, sitting on either side of me.

"he's a twat" harry said abruptly causing me and cal to laugh, quoting himself from last night

"i think he knows you think that bro" cal reached over and hit harrys knee making harrys face to burn red

"bloody good he does, absolute bastard" he said waving his hands about, standing up

"right calm down bog, you done enough damage last night" cal joked making harry shake his head at him

"i was drunk, what do you expect" harry defended himself

the boys just kept joking about while i went onto my phone, this was the first time i had been on it since last night and on it, there was about 50 messages from jamie.
i stared at my phone, the messages not being shown as it was still locked on my home screen.
i quickly put my phone down beside me, not wanting to look and see what jamie had said to me

"had jamie messaged you" cal asked while harry walked back into his room

i huffed

"yeah but i haven't looked at them, i don't really know if i want to" i said throwing my head back

"give me your phone" cal said sternly, sitting forward

"what"

"i said give me your phone" he said sticking his hand out

i did as he said and pulled my phone from my pocket and placed it in his hand, he asked me for my password and i hesitantly gave him it. wondering if this was a good idea or not.
after about a minute of him looking at something and clicking a few buttons he chucked my phone back to me.

"what did you do" i asked, picking up my phone

"blocked him" he said nonchalantly

"who, jamie?" i asked, checking my socials

he nodded his head and moved closer to me

"don't fucking go running back to him again just because of harry being an absolute idiot" he said quiet enough so harry wouldn't hear

"i know, i was dumb for even considering it" i admitted

"yeah you really fucking are, so what are you going to do now" he asked

"nothing i can do, go on with my life" i said staring into space

"how's your job going, at the.........place" he asked, clearly unsure of where i work

"well i got fired from the 'place' so, i can't say it's going very well" i laughed

"wait what, how did you get fired" he asked shocked

"i didn't leave my flat for about 2 weeks, that means not going to work so they had to fire me" i said

"so, what are you going to do" he asked again, getting more concerned

"no fucking idea, jamie always said he had a backup job for me but never gave me it or anything" i answered realising how fucked up i actually was

"you should start a youtube channel you know" harry said walking into the living room again

"me? what no. i couldn't do that" i said laughing at him even thinking that was a good idea

"why not, i mean you would have a head start by being around us. maybe just do it until you find another job" harry said sitting down with us

"no harry, imagine the amount of shit comments i would get saying i was using all of you and i won't be able to hack it. i'm sensitive as shit" i admitted, making them both roll their eyes

"at least think about it, it wouldn't be the worst idea" cal piped up

"it would"

"but it wouldn't, if anything it makes sense, all your friends are youtubers" harry argued

"i have other friends that aren't youtubers" i said offended

"who" harry said, a smirk growing on his face

i stayed silent, realising i actually didn't have any other friends

"exactly" he stated

"that's not the point, what would i even do" i asked

"be yourself, you're big on like clothes and fashion aren't you? so why not that" cal said giving me ideas

"i'm not doing it boys, i can assure you i will never make a youtube channel" i said deading the conversation

-

i sat at my computer as the two boys were leaning over both sides of me, discussing what they needed to do and started typing and clicking random buttons.

"so, the big question. what do you want your channel name to be?" harry asked as he was leaning over my shoulder

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