Chloe's pov
7:30am
*phone buzzes*
I reach over and grab my phone, a text from brandon
Brandon:
Hey baby, I'll be at your house in 10 xx
SHITTT
I roll out of bed grab my full bottle of one direction perfume and spray half the bottle on me.
I grab a short black skirt and a white crop top with a black coat and run downstairs.
I grab an apple and viciously eat it.
*ding dong*
I grab some boots and run out the door grabbing Brandon's hand in the process,
he starts the car, one hand on the steering wheel and one on my thigh pacing up and down.
we arrive at this cafe about two streets away from school and sit down at a nice table.
Brandon puts his phone down and goes to order some coffee
*buzz buzz*
Brandon's phone went off, I checked the name and it said...
YOU ARE READING
the happy little girls GONE
Fanfictionhey this story is about a girl named Chloe who had depression and anxiety but didn't tell anyone. she kept it all to herself and smiled even though she was dying inside. stay tuned for the first chapter ily
