Scarred For Life

Chapter 43

Danielle's Point of View

I talked with JJ for little while longer at the bench and we just got to know each other since we were literally strangers to each other.

I found out how old he was - 19. He was born and raised in America but moved here a couple years ago with some friends and he's an only child.

I told him about my past, the bullying, my parents, my anxiety phase, just about everything. He was honest with me, so I thought I should be honest with him too.

"Wow...!" He exhaled once I finished and I nodded as he did.

"Yup... story of my life" I shrugged, as he chuckled a little.

"Well then after, that quite sad little part do you wanna go for ice-cream?" He asked me.

I was confused for a bit, is he asking me out on a date or just as friends? Whatever it was I accepted it kindly.

"Yeah, yeah sure I'd love to" I smiled brightly.

We got up and I took my bag putting it in both my shoulders as we headed back into town and to a small ice-cream shop called Icy.

It was a small and cute little shop next to a shoe shop and the barbers. The room was painted white with ice cream cones as light shades. The floor was a bubblegum colour and the chairs and tables where all different colours.

I didn't realise I was standing there admiring the place for a little too long until JJ had called me from the counter. "Are you actually gonna buy something or just stare at the place?" He laughed.

"Sorry.." I apologised for like the tenth time today walking quickly towards the counter.

"What you guys having then?" A middle aged bright women asked us from behind the counter.

"I'll have-" we both started at the same time "You go. No you go" we said again before bursting into a fit of laughs.

"Seriously, you go" he finally said. I blushed slightly but I covered it up by looking down at the range of choices.

In the end I picked bubblegum and vanilla tub. JJ picked a raspberry ripple tub. We payed the lady and as we were going to go to the pick 'n' mix part she called me over.

"He's a cutie, you guys dating?" She asked me in a hushed tone.

I looked at him before looking back at her. "Wh- no! No, we're just friends..."

She smirked looking between us. "It's going to happen, honey. Trust me" she winked, wiping the counter. "Sweets are on me" she smiled before going through the doors.

I stood there shocked. What does she mean it's going to happen? We're just friends right? I mean no feelings other than that...?

I walked over to him to see that his tub was mounted with sweets. "Jeez, that didn't you long did it?" I laughed as I took the spoon that was in the tub of strawberry kisses. Once I was done he took one and ate it.

"Slow down, I only met you half an hour ago" he mumbled from eating sweet laughing also.

I slapped his arm playfully. "Stop!" I then laughed. Piling a whole load of other sweets into my tub before we left the shop. "Is that... is that Niall Horan?!" I said pointing towards the direction in front of us to put him off before stealing a hand full of his sweets putting some in my tub the others in my mouth.

"What?! Where?!" He shrieked looking out.

"Oops my bad..." I giggled.

He looked down at me a shocked expression on his face. "Hey!"

"Someone's a fan on One Direction" I cooed squeezing his cheek. He slapped my hand off taking one of his sweets and throwing it at my face. "Oh so that's how you wanna play, huh?"

I took my sweets and started throwing them at him as did he and it turned into a sweet fight, all the way to his apartment.

I had only met him a couple minutes ago, we were complete strangers to each other just an hour ago, but some how, I just feel so comfortable around him.

Calum's Point of View

I spent an hour isolating myself from everyone. I can't believe it. She's actually gone without a goodbye, just words on a piece of paper.

Did she even think about how I was feeling? Did she even have the heart to come and speak to me herself?

No, she didn't. Well you know what I'm done with all this bullshit. She can go and get on with her life doing god knows what. I don't give a shit anymore.

I gave her a home, I gave her shelter and comfort and what does she do in return.

She runs. She always has. Every time she is always running away from her problems and doesn't confront them.

Well it's over now as she has clearly stated.

I angrily rub my fingers through my hair again and yell. I hate her so much, but yet I still love her.

There's knock on my door but I ignored it. Then there was another knock on the door this one more urgent. I sighed to myself as I heard the door creak open.

"Hey man..." the voice said quietly, who I guessed was Michael. "Did you know, April fainted..." I looked up at him in shock and he nodded. "She's okay now though.. must of just been the shock."

I nodded slowly as to show me not really wanting to talk. I clasped my hands in front of me resting my elbows on my knees and leaning forward. I heard Michael sigh.

"Look, we went out for a bit to look for her and-"

"Her name is Danielle" I stopped him angrily.

"...To look for Danielle... we saw her with some guy going into what looked like his apartment. We were going to go and speak to her but were wondering if you wanted to come?"

I shrugged carelessly. That was fast. We have just broken up and she's already got another man. At least I'm giving her time to come back and talk to me. This fight and break up was my fault and when I try to patch things up she goes off with another man.

If she doesn't want me anymore then I don't care.

Because I'm so done with all her crap.