Fixing You

Chapter 1

Today was my birthday. That is, our birthday. My twin brother, Chase, was inviting all the football players over. Which meant I had to have my party tomorrow. Or not at all. I didn't have many friends so no party was fine with me.

"Elle! Get up! Its almost 7:00." Chase beat on my door. This was my usual morning. Even on my birthday. I was stuck in a dream though, I hated to wake up from. It was Niall taking me to prom which to speak of was in 3 months.

"Why in such a hurry?" I mumbled to myself. I stretched out first and let the sheets crumple up. I got up eventually and stumbled to my closet. My mom hasn't taken me shopping in what felt like centuries. I wore my white sweatshirt with a gray triangle in the middle that said chasing the sun. Also some torn jeans and converse. My hair was matted so I went into the bathroom and began brushing it.

"Elle! Breakfast!" my mom hollered up the stairs. I rolled my eyes for my mom was never good at breakfast. I didn't straighten my hair but just put it into a sock bun as usual. Letting strands fall down in front of my ears. I only looked forward to school because of Niall. I fumbled downstairs and mom greeted me with a hug. Chase was hovered over a plate of pancakes with his nose in his phone. "Who's coming to the lame party?" I snarled while grabbing a drink.

"Jack, Lane, Jeff, Colby, Niall, Dustin, Reagan and Garett." he shrugged. "Wa-but Niall isn't on the football team." I said trying to make it look like I had no interest. "Nope but Colby said he's a good kid. Might as well invite him." I stood in silence for a minute. Niall Horan...at my house. At Elle Jennings house. My brother did come in handy sometimes.

"But you have to stay upstairs or help pass out food and drinks." Chase snapped. Grabbing his backpack. I didn't mind passing out snacks as long as I could give Niall something. At least talk to him. Just thinking about it made me nervous. What would I say? "Cmon Elle we're gonna be late." he motioned for me to come. I snapped into reality and quickly followed Chase out the door. What if Niall got sick? What if he didn't come? My life would be ruined.

"You aren't going to flirt with anyone, k?" he slapped my shoulder and I blinked hesitantly. "Right, whatever."
the bus rolled up and I felt a sudden drop in my stomach. Maybe I could talk to Niall sooner then tonight. Maybe today. During school. About the party. Good idea, Elle. I would take any excuse to talk to him. Any good excuse that is.

All day I only saw Niall once. Of course, snobby Melissa Bradford was beside him the whole time. But the more I thought about how that'll never be me, the more it stung. My hate for Melissa was bittersweet. She could be the nicest person alive which made you want to be friends with her. Then turn around and be a snake. Unfortunately she had a crush on Niall which also made me want to throw up. So basically mixed emotions with her.

So I just waited because technically I would have to talk to him tonight. Because I was a waitress. I ride home with several kids from Chase's football team. I hated that. All of them teasing me. Niall said he'd come by later, not to me but to Chase. When we got home, mom and dad had already left. They promised Chase they'd leave for his party. As much as if bothered me that I'd be home alone with a bunch of boys, Niall I'm sure would make it better.

All the boys piled into my house while I shut myself in my room. My room reminded me of something on Tumblr. Lights strung inside a gray canopy around my tiny bed. My tv hanging on the wall with light purple and white flowers stuck to the border of it. A small white shabby desk with a pastel colored lamp. I liked isolating myself in here because it was always so quiet. No annoying brothers, no annoying friends. Nothing and nobody. I wondered if Niall was like that too. Or if Melissa was constantly by his side that he didn't know what he felt. I've been there too.

So that's what, one thing we have in common?