*Megan*
I sat at the table with this whole group of lads in shock. This younger boy named Josh was Liam's step brother. Harry was also Liam's step brother... That just makes me wonder about things. Zayn hasn't said anything to me since i told him what happened. Just called me a drama queen and stalked away. I didn't think he would like me but maybe deep inside. He just wants to hide what he's really feeling. I would if my family or what i had for one turned on me. Yeah i pictured what my life would be like if it were normal but don't we all?
Liam hasn't looked at me all night but i understand. People are shy but not all. Louis wouldn't leave me alone after i told him. I had too, he wouldn't stop asking and he stares at you with those blue eyes turned into puss in boots style and he adds the lip. I just had to give in. Harry only laughed at me when i did. He said to me right after. "You are such a sucker." I just looked at him calmly and went. "I don't see you sucking me." Every had burst out laughing, i even got Niall to roll on the floor.
I thought that was an accomplishment... then he told me he does it a lot and i frowned. I blinked going back to looking around the table at all the lads. Louis was atempting to steal food of Niall's plate, while Harry was trying to feed Liam with a spoon. Zayn was sitting silently doing something that had paper and a pen. He wouldn't let me see what it was. I even tried the what i call now, the Louis Face. It didn't work. Niall though was happily chatting everyone and everything even if it didn't reply.
I couldn't help but admire him. He went through so much, still does yet he is so carefree and fun. It's sad that i think he likes Zayn because really, if i had to date one of the lads here. I would say him. I loved the way his blue eyes just lite up at the smallest and or simplest things. He was my idol, i know saying someone is your idol means you want to be like them. Well with Niall, i want to learn to be free from my past and make it stop eating me.
I felt my cell phone buzz in my pocket and i stepped away so i could answer the call without ruining the happy bubble at the table. I stood on the porch and hit accpect and fliched as a screaming voice yelled at me through the other side of the call. It was my mum, drunk again of course. I sat on the steps with my phone next to me as i listened to everything she had to say, or rather drunk scream/slur. I grabbed my phone eventually so i could just hang up.
That was until she said the last words of her rant. "Don't. Come. Home." I almost dropped my phone but i chosed the better option. I closed it gently after i told her sweetly, that i wouldn't be home as she requested and i throw my phone at the pavement. Just as a car flew by, running over it and causing it to mash into a million or so tiny pieces. I dropped back down on the steps as i looked over my should to the family aura that was coming from the small dining room.
It was cold and it was snowing. Well of course it was, it was the new years. I watched my new friends as they laughed and ate and had a good time while i looked at them from the outside, my chest hurting. I was always looking in on people and i was always hurt but this time it was worse. Because they had let me join in their small little family. It was broken but still good. I smiled as i pushed the door open to go inside as i walked over to rejoin the table, smiling as i thought. *Happy New Year Megan*
