Cure- 5SOS (Five Seconds of Sumer) Fanfic

chapter 1!!

(A/N: guiseeee my first fanfic! or famfic 😉. well i hope you all enjoy it loves 💞)

Depression.
Something I've always struggled with.
The never believing you're happy, or any emotion.
Scratch that. Depression is not feeling sad, or fake happy.
It's feeling nothing. Emptiness, loneliness, and always needing something to fill that hole inside of you.
I bet you're wondering. What's my filler?
It's music. Music is all I need to continue on. It's all I'll ever need.

The feeling of freedom is something unexplainable. You can't explain it, you feel it. Younger, I used to remember always wanting to be free. Telling my mum that I couldn't wait until I was 18 and could do what I wanted, and go to America and live in Virginia and go to a nice college and be a florist and just eat sea salt chips all day. I always used the term "free spirit", which worried my mum and sister that I'd become a drug dealer.

As I was getting older, I started seeing obstacles. Obstacles, obstacles, obstacles. What about money? How much does being a florist pay? Will I be happy? Will I have enough time to live my dream?

Then I realized that that was going against my original plan. What's the point of being free and winged if I was just going to plan what I was going to do? That seemed like a rhetorical question almost. I would just go with the flow. Yet I never lost that burning ambition of waiting to be free and go out when I want and eat cold pizza in bed at 2am as I wished.

But life never really lets you free. It's like we're born into this world to go to school, go to college, get a job, get married, and have children. What if I didn't want that?

I snap back into reality, stopping my narrative flashbacks. I'm laying on the bed of my house, listening to Disconnected (A/N; GUYS 5SOS ISN'T FAMOUS YET IN THIS FANFIC SO LIKE PRETEND IT'S SUNG BY SOMEONE ELSE OR SOMETHING BC I LOVE DIS SONG ALOT) and singing it quietly.

Oh, how rude of me. I'm Caralyn, Caralyn Toms, but I go by Cara.
I like cold pizza.

I have super long dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes that people always gaze at, saying they're full of life, but I see them as dull and lifeless. I'm about 5'4.

Well, summer has started since yesterday, and I've basically done nothing except lay here.
So I decided to go out.
I know what you're thinking; with who?
Well, alone. It's not that I don't have friends, it's that I prefer being alone.

I have an older brother and sister, but they've moved out, and I live with my mom. My mom is pretty rich, but I never see her anymore since she's always working and on business trips.

I finally get up and put on a white hoodie since it was chilly, and some blue really skinny jeans.
I decide to walk around the park, grabbing my phone and keys on the way out.

(A/N): how did I do? good? eh? please leave some comments leaving a review or something I should change ilysm 💞 next chappie at 5 reads.