"Its just you and me babe, that's all its ever going to be." These words span round my head over and over again, as I led on the soft mossy ground staring at the stars I closed my eyes and stretched my hand out to the side. I felt someone squeeze my fingers tight. "Freddie!" I whispered silently. I looked over and saw Cook lying there staring also at the stars. Disappointment filled my chest. Of course it wasn't Freddie he was back on Bristol. He hated me. They all did.
It's just one shit town to another with cook. We've been driving around for days, we decided to get out for a bit and smoke but it was too cold so we sat in the car with the engine on to warm up and the fucking petrol runs out doesn't it. We were stuck outside some fucking shitty little house in the middle of fucking no-where. Cook thought we should have a look in the house; he's a fucking dick. He smashed the windows and climbed inside, I decided that I did want to follow him because it was freezing out here and the risk could be fun.
Cooks in the shower now, I found an old computer in one of the bedrooms, I adjusted the web-cam and sat down. The screen flickered on slowly and my image came onto the screen. I hadn't seen myself in weeks I looked a mess. I had mascara running down my cheeks from the many nights spent led awake, thinking about Freddie, how I had hurt him and possibly now lost him forever. I ran the mouse through my contacts, found the one I was looking for and clicked it. I clicked record on the cam and looked straight into the lens. "Tony. Please Tony. I don't know where I am I'm in this strange house in some ones bedroom. I'm scared Tony. I know you are too but we need each other, now more than ever. Please …" The cam clicked off and the screen went blank. I looked at my lap and a tear fell onto my knee. I can't remember the last time I had felt like this. Like I just wanted to give up. I looked around the room and thought about everything I'd been through since starting at college. I thought about Freddie, Cook and JJ all in love with me. Pandora, my best Friend, she like the others now hated me, Emily and Naomi, Naomi one of the only ones who I actually liked and who seemed to understand me slightly. And finally Katie, the bitch who stole the boy, but I cant exactly blame her, it took me seeing them together to finally realise how I actually felt, what I actually wanted and that was Freddie. I got up and ran down the street, I ran to the nearest phone box, and pressed in the number I knew so well from countless attempts before. I held the phone tight in my hand, gripping it like if I let go my chance would have gone. Forever. I pressed the call button, I could hear it ringing, ringing, ringing. I felt disheartened and was just going to put it down when I heard it click on at the other side. "Hello?" the voice I knew and loved so much spoke. "Hello?" he repeated. "Help me Freddie. Come and take me away, I don't want to be here anymore. Help me Freddie." I cried down the phone.
"What about Cook, Eh? Why cant he help you?"
"Because I love you."
After saying this I put the phone down, not daring to listen for a reaction, and slumped against the side of the telephone box and cried.