Easy For Haters... right? (1D Fanfic) #Wattys2015

I Wish

ABI’S P.O.V

I had to leave after that song. I couldn’t bear looking at him, he made me sick and I didn’t even know why. It’s like I’m supposed to hate him, I do hate him but I want to know more about him. I guess I just have to stay away from him even though I know that’s probably impossible. For some reason, it looks like One Direction cannot stay away from us. I know every girls nightmare right?

I didn’t know where to go after the bonfire that has probably finished now due to the argument that started when I left. I was confused and I needed somewhere to sit, somewhere I could think without anybody distracting me. So, I went to my spot. Most of you are thinking, what the hell does she mean by her spot? Well, I’ll explain.

A few years ago, I was in a really rough place and I still decided to come to camp. I just wanted to get away from everybody but I couldn’t. I wouldn’t go home, that was worse. So I went behind the cabin, late at night where no one could see me. I found this spot behind all the cabins and shops, nearly off of the camp site. I just sat there whenever I wanted and it would help me to be alone.

So, I went to my spot. Over the years, I started to put my stuff there as It was sheltered. It know had a cute little bean bag chair, sitting next to my favourite guitar. I had leftover crisps from last year which was gross. I had dim fairy lights so I could see at night without drawing attention to myself. It was amazing but needed a personal touch. At the minute it looked like a tumblr room, not something personal to me.

I sat on my bean bag chair and opened up my guitar case. In a secret pocket, I kept my song book. I looked at it as it was filled with sad songs I had write over the years. None of them were very good. I opened my book to look at the first song I wrote. It was called rock n roll. That was the first time I had ever write a song.

I got my song book for xmas from my mum. She had bought me it because I used to write stupid little songs in the shower. That wasn’t the only reason. I was going through a lot so my mum got me this so I could clear my head. I remember the day like it was yesterday.

(FLASHBACK)

“Merry Xmas mum!” I said jumping on her bed. “C’mon! Wake up, mum, it’s xmas.”

I ran over to the curtains and opened them up along with the window. I heard my mum grown in the background. “

“Merry Xmas, mum!” I said jumping back on the bed.

“Merry Xmas” My mum said back. I pushed her dark brown hair out of her face and smiled at her.

“Guess what today is?” I said, staring into my mum’s sea blue eyes.

“Xmas?” My mum said laughing as she sat up. I looked at her angrily.

“Our birthday” I said jumping on the bed with excitement. I loved the fact that me and mum had the same birthday and not only that but it was on xmas aswell. How lucky was I?

“Well, happy 10th birthday!” She said smiling. I laughed and jumped off the bed and into my room. I grabbed mum’s xmas present and birthday present. Me and mum would get gifts for eachother. I wasn’t the spoilt kid who got everything for xmas, I only got 2 gifts. One for my xmas and one for my birthday. I told my friends to not get me anything because we couldn’t afford it.

“Okay! Open yours then” I said jumping on her bed. She opened her present and found 2 sweet lockets with my face on one side and hers on the other.

“One for you and one for me” I said laughing.

“It’s amazing!” She said, nearly in tears. I then opened my xmas present and it was a song book.