All Around The World With 1D -A One Direction Fanfiction-

Depressed Girl

I were now sitting in the car. My cruthces were next to me, my leg was wrapped gypsum and my head was wrapped in a bandage. It had gone a week since the accident. I felt much better, and #bebettersammie was trending on Twitter.

I sat in the back seat between Niall and Harry. I had grown very close to them the last days. They both had supported me, and I cried on their shoulders when I felt for it. I trusted Zayn and Liam too. I had also had long conversations with them.

Liam was like a brother to me. I told him everything that was on my mind. Louis and Peyton, who were now on the hotel with Liam and Zayn included Thomas and Tory, the haters, missing home...

Then I remembered something.

"Shoot!" I exclaimed. "Can I borrow a phone?" My phone had been smashed in the accident, and I hadn't called Grams or Holly for ages. They were probably worried.

"Here," Liam said and handed me a black iPhone.

"Thanks, Leeyum," I said and took in and typed Holly's number.

The conversation with Holly lasted the whole car ride. Before I hung up, I said, "By the way, Holly, you have now Liam Payne's number!"

She laughed. "Cool! I won't give anyone! Or use it, for that matter..!" Holly laughed and I knew she secretly had a fangirling session. We hung up right before the car stopped in the private parking area by the hotel.

Niall and Harry helped me out of the car and carried me to the elevator. They stopped by my room.

"Can you take it from here?" Niall asked.

"Yeah. I'll take a nap or something. I'm feeling extremely tired," I said. The boys nodded and I unlocked the door.

There on the couch, with her perfect hair up in a pony tail, was Peyton. She lifted her head when she saw me. Her face was emotionless.

"What are you doing in my room?!" I yelled, even though my head hurt and I was tired. Before she could say anything, I yelled. "Get the hell away from me! Go from where you came from! Pester someone else! I don't want you here! Everything is ruined because of you! You've ruined Louis and I's relationship, and that's because you're a attention whore of a bitch! I feel bad for your mother, who has a daughter like you."

She bursted into tears. Though I hated her so much, I couldn't not feel bad for her when she ran out of the room in tears. Maybe I was too mean, I thought as I limped to the bed and fell asleep without more fuss.

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"Samantha! Wake up!" I heard an angry voice say. I opened my eyes and saw Mark standing by my bed end. He looked angry. I looked at the clock. I had only slept for one hour.

"What?" I asked sleepy.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Mark asked.

"Well, my head is more or less smashed, and my leg is broken, I thought you already knew that?" I asked and rubbed my eyes.

"Don't be stupid, Samantha! Peyton is broken. What do you know about that?!" Mark yelled. I suddenly woke up, and I got a bad feeling in my tummy.

"I didn't mean it..." I mumbled. 

"You said you felt bad for her mother," Mark began. I was about to interrupt, but he interrupted my interruption. "She has no mother!" he yelled.

I curled up in my bed and wanted to disappear.

"Her mother committed suicide six months ago. The due is unknown, but her stepfather blamed her. It didn't take long time before she thought it was herself fault, and she got depressed. Her friends left her when she was on the darkest. The reason that she came her, was that I thought she needed a vacation from the crap she'd gone through. That this would be a good thing for here. She and Louis have always been close, and she needed a friend, and he stood up for her. But now you have ruined her life again!" Mark yelled the last part.

I tried so hard not to cry, but I bursted into tears.

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I'm so sorry for this bad chapter I used so long time to write! I had a writer's block, and it has been a busy week! Thanks to everyone who reads! Love ya!

-Milxxxx