“Time to fly” says the speaker phone “travellers traveling to Australia your flight is ready to board, please make your way to gate exit number 16” I made my way to the boarding gate. 16teen I thought, sweet 16teen, hopeful 16teen, doesn’t seem like that. Suppose to be making friends, yet I’m losing them, or they’re losing me, either way still losing them!
I reach the boarding gate, I turn to look over my shoulder, which I know is stupid like Liam is going to show up, be a prince charming. “Have a nice ride” says the lady, as she hands me my ticket, I just smile, better then here hopefully. I beg.
I phone my mum on the plane “Oh so quickly” she said I explained it all to her, and she was silent. I bet she didn’t know what to say, I felt well half of me felt like I should have stayed, let Liam patch it up, but this part, the part that’s chosen to leave doesn’t feel bad, doesn’t think Liam would patch it up, doesn’t reckon he could. Mum says she’ll organise to come pick me up when I arrive. I thank her and hang up.
The fly take ages, when we finally land in familiar land I smile. Mum is there to greet me, and we drive home in silence. I know I’m tempted to tell Mum the trip was nice apart from a few things, that could have been avoided. But I can’t seem to tell her. When we get home, I thank Mum for collecting me and then I dash up to my room. I unpack my clothes, and try my best not to think.
I go to bed, when I wake up, all I think about is the trip. What could have been different, what I could have done different, what Liam could have done, Louis could have done, and Harry. I realise there isn’t a lot, it worked out like this for a reason, but I don’t believe that for one moment. I don’t think I was part of what happened, although Liam saw Harry kissing me on the cheek, but what was Liam doing there anyway spying? Stalking? I try telling myself to be thankful, that doesn’t seem to work either. I try to make myself not think about changing anything that happened all though there would be a huge list.
To many mistakes has made this happen, and most not by my own doing. I’m not going to blame anyone, its no bodies fault, trying to be positive is hard, trying to think positive is hard. I stop thinking, and go down for breakfast.
A week passes, no phone call, no letter, no communication with any of the members of 1D. I’m thankful.
Two weeks pass, at first I’m thankful, and then I’m annoyed, didn’t I mean something, that Liam would allow me to pack off back home. No apologise, no coming to senses.
Three weeks pass, getting annoyed, but telling myself to be thankful I know Liam didn’t care, about me, the friendship thing was a put on, I think sourly of Harry, didn’t he have the guts to pick up the phone, to write an email or even a letter, and Louis, he seemed so helpful, he seemed to care, but him to hasn’t done a thing. So he has to tread carefully, not to upset Eleanor, just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean he shouldn’t have given it a go to.
Week four, trying my best now to totally, completely, erase them!
Then it comes, the make up letter,
Is it to late?
A/N:
So what did ya think?
Pretty heated or pretty cold?
How long would you wait for a make up letter after somebody else’s mistake?
Vote, comment & enjoy,
MJ~
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I Thought I Meant Something (HS&LPFF) & (Completed) +Bk 2
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