Prologue
5 years ago (age 16)
'I like someone else. Sorry babe. -Louis' The text message was from my lame excuse of a 'boyfriend' or ex-boyfriend, should I say. The way he still called me babe, gave me hope he was just fooling about, although that was a little far fetched. I mean he loved to mess about and joke around, but he knew when to be serious, and what not to joke about. However, at that age it felt like the end of the world. I cried for hours. All I could think of was, him. I thought I loved him, but at that age love was just a word.
I had told my best friend and she cheered me up, since then I hadn't thought about relationships. I was care free, living for the moment, no strings attachted. I wasn't the type of girl who had a million guys on the go. I preferred fewer guys for longer amounts of time.
I had no idea what I was going to do further on in life, I would just play it by ear.
A/N: Short and sweet! Enjoy:3
