Chapter 2

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I placed the old photo back taped on my mirror. That picture was really special to me. 14 years ago was sitting in that roller coaster with Zayn and both our fathers. I always wondered if Zayn still has that picture. If he thinks about seeing me still. Or if just completely gave up. I remember Zayn and I promising each othe e would see each other again. Of course, I should've known that wouldn't happen. Especially since we only met once and we were like 8 or 9. Does he still have that weird accent of his? Is his hair still black? But it doesn't matter anyway since we'll never meet again. I don't even understand why I'm upset about not seeing him again. Should I just let it go since it was 14 years ago? I probably should. My thoughts were cut off when my phone started going off.

"Lola! We need to hang out before I have to go back to England!" Spoke my friend from the other lone of the phone. Wow, he had to go already?

"Louis, you need to calm down okay? We will hang out no matter what happens. And don't forget I'm going to be visiting England for like 3 days." I reminded him about my trip that I was assigned. Could not wait for this trip. I had to go travel for months to different countries and take professional pictures. It felt like a dream. I'm so glad NYU awarded me with a scholarship to specialize in what I love.

" I know Lola, but who knows whats going to happen. Anyways before you lose intrest what do you want to do today?" He said into the phone a little seductively, but I knew he was kidding.

"Sorry to break it to you Lou, but I cant do anything today, I have an exam tomorrow in World Religions and I really have to study for it."

"Cant you just study when we get back?"

"No Louis, but I promise that tomorrow after my exam, we will hang out. Understood?" I promised him. I always keep my promise no matter what. Sadly, I had to learn that the hard way.

"Fine, I will pick you up at 1:30 sharp. Bye Lolaaaa" He said stretching out the a. Before I could even confirm he hung up. Well he did become one of my best friends. Louis was always there for me. We first met when I was a junior in high school. He was a foreign exchange student from England. Of course because of my kindness I talked to him first. We hit it off instantly, only as friends though, because I did have a hard time trusting guys if we went to the "dating" level. And there are two reasons for that. One, every guy that I went out with, cheated on me. Two, well because of my father. He told me to never trust anyone unless they truly, honestly trust you.

Why couldn't my father be alive today. Oh, that's right, because he got shot right in the head. Execution style. He didn't die that long ago either. Only 3 years ago, when I became a freshman in university. The day I got my letter that I was accepted into New York University. We went out to go celebrate for my acceptance. My father had to call it off because he had some "important business to take care of". I was upset but didn't complain much. Then later in the night a police officer came to my house and said the sentence that changed my life. " Are you the daughter of Giovanni Leonardo Salvatore Martino?". And I knew by his facial expression that he came to announce his death. I cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. Thankfully my older brother, Salvatore, came to comfort me. My younger brother stayed with my mother. They divorced when I was younger and Salvatore or "Sal" and I stayed with my father. I was always happier with my father. And cant forget that my younger brother always visited. I love Leonardo so much, he is like the boy version of me.

I push those thoughts out of my head and decide to go cook dinner for my brothers and I. It was Leonardo's time to visit again. Leonardo walked into the kitchen while I was cooking chicken with alfredo sauce. The smell was amazing.

"When are you going to cook lasagna again?" Leonardo said grabbing some bread out of the pantry.

"Whenever I have time. You should be blessed that we have food to eat you know."

"Yeah, I know, and I am, just asking, Jesus Christ." He sighed sounding annoyed. "When are you going to be going on your trip?"

"In about a couple of days." I mumbled not really paying any attention to him. "Set the table" I added. I could hear him huffing and puffing while going through the cabinet trying to get 3 plates.

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*** Authors Note ***

sorry its going a little slow but its just really get to know what type of girl Lola is and where she came from. Trust me the story will pick up soon hopefully. And the beginning is going to be more of Lola , Zayn will be in it just a little later trust me ;D

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++Note To My Best Friend++

You know who you are

Thank you so much for being by my side during my tough times. You have been there no matter what and you're an amazing best friend :) Don't forget that I'm always by your side too.

love love love love love love love ,

Your Best Friend Victoria :D

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