Haunted Love

Chapter 6

For the first time in what feels like forever I'm able to sleep in. When I finally get up at 1:00 pm I reach over to check my phone. I have three missed calls from Natalie and 27 text messages. I decide that I should call her back since this seems important. "What. Do. You. Want?" I ask her as soon as she picks up. "THE 1975!" She screams. "What?" I ask. "THEY... TOUR... TICKETS..." is all I can make out because she's talking so fast. "The 1975 are going on tour?" I rub the sleep out of my eyes, "Here too?" "Of course Sam. I wouldn't fangirl with you if you weren't able to go." When we hang up I'm about to burst with excitement. This is great. The 1975 are one of my absolute favorites. It only takes me about an hour to start wondering why Natalie was up at 7am.

"But Mom, I need to go to the concert." I cry out. "Your life may revolve around the 1975, but it's not one of my top priorities. If you want to go, you can earn the money for a ticket yourself." "Maybe I will!" I yell. "Good. It's about time you have some responsibility." She smiles at me. I bite my cheek and stomp up the stairs.

When i get to my room i hop on my bed and pull out my laptop. In the search engine I put 'Help Wanted Mullingar'. I see the typical pop ups for fast food restaurants but that's not what I want. After scrolling for a bit (ok maybe 2 minutes) I come across an add to be a caretaker for and elderly woman in my neighborhood. It pays fifteen an hour, so why not? I call up the number and give her my information.

Later at dinner time I look at my mom. "I'm sorry. I acted really bratty and I'm embarrassed about that. But I applied for a job as a temporary caretaker for an old lady around here. She said she'll call back tomorrow to tell me if I got it." I tell her. Mom has tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry I snapped at you. It's just these hard times. You have to remember that I'm a single mother and we just moved across an ocean. We have money, don't worry, but times are tough and I need to prioritize." She tells me. "I get it. I really do. Thanks for being the parent that loved me enough to stay." That last part made her bawl and she comes over to hug me. "I love you sweetie." She whispers. "I love you too." And in that moment, I swear I saw a boy with blonde hair run out of the room. I got goosebumps.

Angrily, I rush up stairs and barge into the attic. "Will you just stay out of my life?" I yell to the boy creepily looking out the window. "Stay out of your life?" he turns around, "This is my house and you and your mom just appeared out of nowhere. How can you even begin to be mad at me?" "Look creep, my mother bought this house from a realtor. He said the house was foreclosed. So even if you were living here before, it was illegal." Ha. I guess I finally got him. "Leave." he tells me. "You can't make me do anything I don't want to." I fold my arms. Well, I guess he can, because I just got pushed out of the room.

When I get to my room I'm left with my thoughts and I start wondering who "One Direction" is. I try searching it again but all I get is an error message. Even if this band isn't real, shouldn't like searches pop up? Everything just gets so confusing and I finally fall asleep in my desk chair.