~1 year later~
I woke up frowning and slowly got up and went straight to my bathroom and took my depression pills. To this day I still have nightmares about crash. I looked in the mirror and noticed I was also suffering from insomnia. I looked in my full body mirror and noticed I was losing more weight than possible. I weighed myself, 90 pounds. I was five foot seven and now I am underweight. I slipped on my white ripped skinny jeans, my 1D T-shirt, pulled my hair into a braid, and slipped on my necklace with my wedding ring on it. I put on some make up and put on foundation to hide my paleness. I heard my phone go off and it was my best friend, Mint. She was awesome; she was the only one who made me smile. It was a text just saying ‘See ya soon!’ I got out of my room and headed down to my kitchen.
Yeah, I said my kitchen and my bathroom. I moved out after the crash knowing the memories would make things worse. I did make it to Imperial but I declined. I am now a photographer for the local newspaper. I make a good living; I would’ve had everything if not for that crash. Who would have thought 3 drunk drivers would hit one car? That’s like a one in a million chance and I was that one.
I made some pancakes and someone knocked at my door. I answered the door and it was Mint smiling.
“You made pancakes, aww just for me! You shouldn’t have, Mel. I mean Melissa.” She’s been trying hard to stop calling me Mel since it reminded me of Chad.
“Are you done yet, Mint? Don’t we have to get early since you won the chance to hang out with 1D before and after the concert?” I asked.
She dropped the fork onto the plate and took my hand and we sprinted to the nearest train. We got on and we got to the stadium just in time. Some security guards found us where we were supposed to meet secretly. They led us inside and we found them all sitting on the couch trying to get Zayn’s mirror away from him.
“NO! MY MIRROR! DAMN YOU ALL!” Zayn yelled.
“GET THE MIRROR NIALL! DON’T LET HIM SEE HIMSELF HE’LL TURN TO STONE!” Louis yelled with Zayn’s foot in his face.
“I ALMOST GOT IT!” Niall yelled.
Liam was behind the couch being Daddy Direction. “Get off each other now!”
“ZAYN YOUR BUTT IS IN MY FACE!” Harry yelled.
Liam looked up and noticed Mint standing there with me weakly smiling. “Hey, girls, sorry about that. These boys are hiked up on sugar or something.” Liam walked over and gave us handshakes.
Niall got off of Zayn and gave back his mirror. “Sup, I’m Niall. You two are Mint and Melissa right? Who’s who?”
“I’m Melissa.” I said weakly smiling.
