The Boy With The Curly Hair (One Direction Fanfic)

Jaiden's POV

I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm blaring in my ear. I groaned loudly before shutting it off. I quickly checked the time on my phone which read 7:00. Crap! I'm going to be late for school! I quickly got up and ran to my closet picking out dark blue jeans and my Rolling Stones t-shirt. I put them on as fast as I could than shoved socks on my feet. I ran to the bathroom and quickly took the pony tail out of my braid that I put in last night before bed making my hair go wavy. I brushed my teeth and applied a bit of make up before rushing downstairs. I got downstairs to see my mom and dad at the table staring at the lab top.

"Goodmorning" I said cheerfully as I kissed both of their cheeks. They returned the good morning before looking back at the computer screen. I checked the time on my phone again and it read 7:30. Guess I'll be late considering I won't be able to eat breakfast and run to school in less than half an hour. I walked to the fridge and pulled out eggs, milk, and some butter. I heated up a pan on the stove while I put 2 pieces of toast in the toaster. I added 2 eggs to the pan and started cooking. Once I was finished I put it all on a plate and filled a big glass full of milk. I walked to the table and sat down and started eating. While I was enjoying my food my parents decided to talk.

"We have news to tell you." They said as I chugged some milk. I swallowed hard and put the glass down before whipping my upper lip and talking.

"Okay, what is it?" I asked staring at both of them. They looked at each other before responding.

"Well.. You see.. We're moving." My mom said.

"What!?" I yelled, this could be great. A new start. I could get away from all the drama, but it could also be bad. I would be leaving my one and only friend.

"Honey.. It's not as bad as it seems. And we have too.. Your dad got a promotion and we have to move." My mom said grabbing my hand to reassure me that everything would be alright.

"Where are we moving and when?" Is all I could think of at the moment to ask my parents who were staring at me.

"Well.. We've been thinking about a few places.. But most likely in London. And today's Friday so tomorrow we'll be leaving." My mom said as if it was like no big deal.

"Mom! We can't! We live in California! We can't just go and live in the U.K." I yelled a little making my dad give me a death glare and grit his teeth.

"Well we're moving there whether you like it or not young lady!" My dad yelled at me. Great. Here we go again.

"Patrick.." My mother said trailing off but was caught off by my father.

"No Lexi. This has gone on long enough. She's coming with us and she'll like it. She has no choice. She's only 16. When she's 18 she can make her own choices but for now I'm the boss." My father yelled at both of us.

"You're still not the boss of me.." I mumbled to myself trying to not let my dad hear me.

"What was that?" He snapped standing up.

"I said," I stood up as I started talking.

"You're not the boss of me!" I yelled loudly. He walked over fast and his hand went across my face in less than a second. I yelped at the sudden impact.

"Shut up. You deserved that one." He yelled. I held my cheek in my hand and looked over at my mother who was looking at the ground not saying anything.

"Now get your ass to school. You're already late." He said loudly. I quickly obeyed as I cleaned off my plate and put my dished in the sink. I slid on my sneakers. Before leaving I yelled something.