The Non-Existent Love ||L.T.||

My Life

Hi, my name is Candice Smith, I am 23 years old. I have a long brown wavy hair, which has curly locks at the end. I'm around 5'5. My mom died when I was 5, so I have my dad left, who is Harry Smith. My dad owns a sports shop located near the mall-which I actually guard or for short, I work there. Cashier, saleslady, and everything I could do. My dad gives me money for it, so why not?

So for my family, I already talked about my dad, he's a cool dad. But when it comes to work, he can be crazy. He has brown curly hair like me, and he is very tall. 5'10 or a 6 footer. Actually, mom is very lucky to have him. I mean he is still hot and handsome for his age-mom was very lucky to be married to him. Sadly, she passed away early.

I have a little brother, which is not little, a younger brother to be exact. Niall, who is 2 years younger than me-still living for 21 years, is such a cutie. He is taller than me, around 5'8 and he doesn't have curly hair like me and dad has, he got his hair from mom. It's straight, he's a brunette, but dyes his hair blonde for some reason. I really love hanging out with him because he calms me down when I'm stressed or mad. He can be a mature man, but it's quite unusual.

I have a bestfriend, a guy bestfriend. I personally prefer the guys' presence because I grew up without a mom and a sister, so I don't have a female model. My bestfriend's name is Zayn. 5'8 or 5'9, has black hair, and.. I don't know what to describe him, but he's like the mysterious bad boy that every girl wants to have. I'm feeling very special when I see those girls sending their killer looks to me because I can touch THE ZAYN MALIK.

And there is this boy too, Liam. It's like he is obsessed with me, sticks all around me like glue. Always in the shop, getting shooed either by Zayn or Niall, always called by my dad- god that sucks. Dad thinks he's my friend but he is just this freaky stalker, well he was an OLD friend of mine but, still. He is annoying.

I'm that kind of girl that will do anything for her family. I only believe in what I see and not in what I hear, you know like gossips and such. Like what I said before, I prefer guys' presence-not that I don't want girls but I'm longing for a girl friend too, friend-girl, yeah you got it. So working in a sports shop isn't bad at all. It's understood that I like sports. Some says I'm like a tomboy because I only hangout with boys. But that's not true! I wear girly clothes.

I had many exes, like that guy named.. Renole. So he was a good guy at first but he got into drugs, illegal things so we broke up. That other guy, Alex? I found out he was cheating on me. Cheating on me with A MAN. Yes, a man. Ew gross yuck. Relationship ended. I was always the one to break-up because the guys here are not what I want. And I have a favourite personal quote: "If there is no logic, it can't be true." And I stick up to that quote.

But one day, all of that changed. And this is my bizarre story, on how I became in love with something that doesn't even exist in the real world.