My Mistake | H.S.

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

I had just gotten home crying. My dad had called while I was at Eve's, my best friend, house. He was crying but managed to stop for a second to tell me to come quick because something's happened to my mom. I arrived and went to my parents room and saw my dad there alone crying. I walked up to him and asked him what was wrong.

"It's your mother." His voice breaking as he told me.

"What happened to her? Where is she?" I asked him afraid of his response.

"She's dead." He said in tears.

I woke up from my dream and started crying. It's been two years since my mother died. She was diagnosed with Cancer but never told us. She died that day while writing a letter to me. I still remember every word she put in it. I had memorized it. All 12 sentences and all 158 words. She had been writing it knowing her time was short but never got to finish it because her time came. It read:

Dear Jane,

Sweetie, by the time you read this I'll probably be gone. I just wanted to explain myself to you. I have a reason for not telling anyone. I didn't want you guys to suffer knowing my time was limited I wanted to enjoy my last moments but life doesn't work that way. I hope that you will not let this bring you down. I want you to live your life as if I were still there. Dont forget about me but dont let my memory keep you back. I am truly sorry but I guess this was for the best. I only ask one thing of you: live your life. Enjoy all the little things because you never know what will happen tomorrow as I always told you: Yesterday's history, tomorrow's a mystery, today's a gift that's why we call it the present. Don't think about the past or the future, just enjoy the present. I love-

That's where it ended. She never got to finish because she died. After I read that I was a mess I couldn't stop crying for weeks. I read it day after day for a few days then found the courage to stop. I still haven't forgotten about it. It sits in my desk drawer til this day. Anytime I remember that day I think of how I was enjoying my life while she was dying. That made me cry even harder. That wasn't the worst though. The worst part was never getting to say goodbye.

I finally stopped crying after remembering what day it was. Tuesday May 9th. The two year anniversary of my mothers death. I looked at the clock. 6:15 am. I got up and got dressed in some shorts and a sweater. I put my hair up in a messy bun and applied the usual, eyeliner and lip gloss. I didn't start work until 10 so I had time to visit my moms grave. The weather was great so I decided to walk since the cemetery was only 15 minutes away. I stopped by the closest convenience store and bought some flowers. I arrived at her grave and put the flowers down and took a seat.

"Hi mom. I'm sorry I haven't been here in a while. I've been busy trying to live my life like you said. I'm sure you already know but I recently got a job at Tac-O Bell. I still find it hard to move on because I miss you so much. I miss the way you used to hold me in your arms and comfort me when I was sad. I am so lost. I don't know what to do anymore. I quit playing the piano but I still try to maintain my grades. I got accept to the London College of Music but I don't know if i'll go. I won't take up any more of your time. I'll try to not let this be the last time I come here. I love and miss you so much." As soon as I said that I felt a light breeze. I knew that meant my mom had heard me and missed me and loved me just as much as I did.

I got up off the ground and looked at the time on my watch. 9:15 am. I walked back home to get ready for work.

When I walked in I noticed that Eve was still asleep. I went up to her room and opened up the door and walked over to her bed.

"Eve wake up or well be late for work" I grabbed the pillow from underneath her and hit her on the head.

"Okay okay I'm up." She replied getting out of bed and going to the bathroom.

I went to my room and got changed. I threw on my uniform, shorts and the Tac-O Bell shirt. I also touched up my makeup. I finished and saw Eve still wasn't ready.

"Eve I'll be waiting downstairs." I got up and made my way down the stairs. After about ten minutes Eve finally came downstairs.

"Okay let's go." She said while grabbing the car keys.

"I drive." She tossed the keys and I caught them. After a ten minute drive we reached the Tac-O Bell we worked at. I got out of the car quickly followed by Eve. We walked inside and were greeted by our manager Tim.

"Hey guys." Tim greeted us.

"Hey Tim." We said going to our positions. As I was walking towards the drive through teller Tim called me.

"Jane I need you to work the cash register today. Jack called in sick."

"Okay." I said making my way back to the front. I got there in time for the door to open and new customers to walk in.

After a few hours of working and saying the same line over and over again I was getting ready to leave. All of a sudden the doors open and I look up from my phone that I had been using to check the time to see how much longer till my shift was up. Once I looked at the person in front of me I couldn't believe it. The person on this earth I hated the most was standing in front of me.

Harry Fucking Styles.

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Hey guys! Here's the first chapter hope you liked it. As the story progresses the chapters become slightly longer. This is my first story on wattpad so I know it might not be the best but please give it a shot. I don't believe in or think the same way as Jane and Eve in the hate scenes. I love all the boys so please don't get mad. It's just to add a little tension between them.

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