Drowning In Tears (One Direction)

Prologue

"Steph, can I talk to you. Please?" my annoying little sister, Faith, asked me is that sweet and innocent voice that no one could say no to.

"Sure Fay. Whatever." I replied.

"Me, mummy and daddy are going out. They told me to tell you that you are staying home." She said with a sparkle in her eyes.

She was 12 and acted like a 8 year old when 'mummy' and 'daddy' told her to do something.

I should probably say something about our 'happy' family.

The oldest is Dad, Kel. He is 52 this year but he looks way younger. Good for him. He has black hair. Freckled arms and a bit of a beard.

Mum is next. Her name is Schelly. She is 39. She is not realky 'my' mum because my real mum died when I was young. My dad, however, is my real dad. She had ginger hair (dyed) and she wears glasses. She is also really skinny suprisingly as she eats EVERYTHING!

Then it's me. The immature, sarcastic tomboy. I am 18. Yesterday was my birthday. Happy birthday to me! My hair is brown, I have lots of freckles all over and grey eyes. My 'friends' are jelous of me, I can tell.

Last is my sister, Faith. She is the clever one. She passed the 11+ but forced our parents to send her to a normal secondary school so she 'stood' out. She does that already. She has light brown hair, really light brown. Has glasses and a mole. She is quite pretty, if I do say so myself.

Before she walked in I was busy being a bitch on Twitter. Stalking famous people. All the famous people I hate such as: Justin Beiber, Simon Cowell and the One Direction boys. (Yes, hold your gasps people.) There's no reason I hate them, they are just, them.

"Yeah, whatever Fay," I replied.

"We're going now. See you soon Steph." Her little little voice of an angel said.

"Bye." I shouted as they closed the door. Back to my bitchy business.

I had been home for a few hours and they weren't back yet. They were only going to town, hence why they left me behind. It wasn't too far away. Where were they?

After a few minutes I got a phone call.

"Are you Miss Auborn?" The woman asked in a sad tone of voice. Who was this?

"Yes. I am but do you mind me asking who this is." I replied with a shake in my voice.

"I am Lila. Lila Williams. I am calling from the hospital..."

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That was the prologue. I hope you liked it. I tried to stop it in a place that you would want to read on. Do you think it was okay? I hope so. What do you think will happen? Please comment, vote and add to your reading list. It would mean a lot. Love you all.

-Lottie