"Violet,I've come to a decision"
"About what?" Seriously,what is he banging on about now?
"Please turn the tv off and come here" My dad said from the table. I did so with a sigh.
"What is it?" I asked,annoyed at the fact that I was missing Glee.
"You're out of control Violet,quite frankly I have no idea who you are anymore, where is your self respect? I thought I raised you better than this but clearly not. I contemplated many different methods of..well I suppose you could say punishment, I considered sending you to boarding school, even sending you to live with your mother"I gave a gasp at his words,surely he wasnt going to send me back to her?
"But I decided that maybe punishment isnt the best way forward,therefore you are going to be staying with the parents of Amie Hall, along with Charlotte Threstral, the 2 girls I want you to form a band with"
My eyes turned cold, so this was his big plan? I knew straight away, he wasnt doing this for my benefit, it was for the money.
"What are you going to gain from this?" I asked him coldly.
"These girls will be a good example for you, plus I think new surroundings,new friends and a new career will help you"
"No,it will help you" I hissed, furious now.
"Despite what you may think, this is not about me,it's about you, you are very talented Violet"
"Yes but you just dont listen do you? I only want to sing if I can do it with Molly and Summer!" I yelled, tears of anger brimming.
"Don't you dare hell at me! Just because they are your friends doesnt mean that you have to be tied ot them! They will hold you back, if you really want to make it then you need to be with the best!"
"But.." I began but as usual, he cut me off.
"Save it Violet,I have made my decision and my decision is final, go to your room" And with that he left me.
I returned to my room in tears. Why cant he be a normal dad and just support what I want to do? Oh wait,because he's a control freak!
I pulled out my phone and called Summer, she'll know what to do.
"Lottie! Helloooo" She sang down the phone.
"Summer" I sobbed in response.
"Oh my god,Lottie whats wrong?"
"He's making me do it, he's making me form the band, I have to go live with them girls"
"What? No! That bastard" She cursed down the phone,making me cry harder.
"No Lottie, dont cry,it's okay,I have a plan,I'm going to make it okay I promise" She soothed.
"I have a plan,I'm going to fix everything" Oh dear god,Summer with a plan? They never go down well.
I went to work still really upset, I hate my dad, I really do, maybe I would be better with my mother. Ugh,I gave a shudder, no,I would never be better off with her.
I wasnt really paying attention to where I was going and ended up walking into something, or one more specifically. Our heads smashed together with a satisfying 'Crack' Ohhhh fuck,that hurt.
I looked up at the person I had bumped into and saw,to my wonder...Zayn. Oh boy he really is beautiful.
"Oh god,I'm so sorry,are you okay?" He asked me with a think yorkshire accent,much like my own.
"I'm fine..ouch" I groaned,holding my head.
"You sure? You hit me pretty hard" He said,his enormous hazel eyes meeting mine.
