In the end (literally)

"Do you want to come to meet my band?" Andy asked whilst taking numerous selfies with Greg. It had been exactly a week since Andy had joined our little companionship and I was getting more comfortable to be around him.
"Sure, I can come. When?" I tried to be cool but I wasn't happy with my voice and its hard to be happy speaking to people when you're not happy with yourself.
"Actually, I was thinking tomorrow night? We're doing band practice and it'd be great if you guys got to meet them. They're pretty cool but they're a bit older"
In this circumstance I didn't feel nervous meeting older dudes.
"Sure I'll come" Alex shrugged
"Why is life so cruel? It's my mum's birthday so I have to go to this stupid meal thing. Sorry" last time I remembered, Greg's mum turned 40 last month. Hmmm. He was probably just making up excuses to stay at home watching gay porn or something weird like that, being the pervert he was.
Great, I'm gonna see Andy's band mates and maybe get a go on an electric guitar? Meh little bit hopeful but still, maybe he will like me when he sees me in nicer clothes and nicer makeup. Not bucket-loads, just enough to look awesome.
School dragged like hell, Alex didn't stop going on about Andy's arse and how we'd make such a cute couple. She's so bouncy it's like controlling a five year old at times but she's always been there, and I love her for that. We're inseparable and always have been since we became friends about a year ago. Like I said, we weren't always this close back in year 7. We never could have known that in the three years we could have gone from complete strangers to best friends. It's weird. I had a few "friends" in year 7 but they mistreated me and laughed at everything I said...my worries were funny, my future plans seemed like a joke. Even when I tried to tell them how upset I was they brushed me off. It's horrible to know just how really lonely you are at these times.
I wish I could go back and Bitch slap them.
I awoke from my deep train of thought, probably a good thing, and I realised how stupid me and Alex probably looked laying next to a tree. It was pretty big and we had tried to climb it but let's just say it didn't end well.
I suddenly had a random, strange surge of confidence.
"Alex" I said, slightly regretting my questionable tone
"Uh-huh" she said and vaguely opened her eyes
"You know you are my best friend who I can always tell anything to?"
"Yea, I hope it's the same for you and why?" She sat up and yawned
"I am sorry and I don't want this to come as a shock but...I self harm"
She looks a little upset then looks at her arms as if debating something and suddenly pulls up her sleeve and shows fairly deep cuts along her fore arm. I can't help it, a tear forms in my eye and I hold back crying.
I don't know how to react, everything that I had been smiling about or even thinking about had vanished and all that mattered was her being ok. I just don't know...
We just lay there until the bell rings and dust ourselves off and go.
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Alex decided to come back to mine so we could get ready, not a word had been said about earlier and I decided to leave it. There was a tiny scrap of hope in my mind that it never happened...just maybe. I almost lead myself to believe it but then she spoke,
"You know I'm always here and I'm never going to leave you" she said, obviously still thinking about it.
"Im here as well, you don't have to hide anything" I said.
Alex did my hair and makeup, I wore my bullet for my valentine hoodie with black skinny jeans, she wore a pierce the veil hoodie with bright blue jeans to match her current hair style.
We walked to a small apartment a and knocked on the door, surprised that anyone could hear us knock over the sound of music. First impression: my sort of style. I nearly screamed as I walked in, there were so many different guitars and they all looked AMAZING!!!!! I have a thing for guitars, I only have an acoustic black guitar with rubbish strings. I normally borrow my dad's electric one when I'm around his house. The room was big with posters from Kerrang magazine taped all over the walls. There was a flat platform where a drum set was set up along with amps and microphones, five tall guys stood looking professional blasting out music.
The guy who let us in introduced as Bryan Stars.
"Theyre just in the middle of Knives and Pens at the moment, great song!" He said whilst nodding his head to the beat. Another guy, probably the prep person said his name was Austin Jones and that he was a YouTuber. Alex seemed pretty chuffed to be meeting a fellow couple of YouTubers since she makes weekly videos for a channel called My Digital Escape.
"Nice to meet you" I said, stunned at the sight of the room.

Notes

I'm tired so this is the first part if the chapter. Yawn. Going to bed now at 4:00am....have fun reading. Comment any improvements or if you liked it. No hate its my first fanfiction