Tough Love (Niall Horan)

Chapter 1

Beep beep beep I groan as I hear my alarm clock go off. I turn it off and get up. I go to the bathroom and do my morning routine. You know, use the toilet, brush hair, brush teeth. All that good stuff. After that I head to my closet and grab one of the two outfits in my closet. If you’re wondering why I have only two outfits in my closet it’s because tomorrow, me and my best friend Kaitlyn are moving to London, England for college. I’m studying pediatrics and she’s studying to be a teacher. I put on my black skinny jeans, a white tank top with ruffles, a black leather jacket, and black flats. I pull my wavy, chestnut brown hair into a side ponytail and head down the stairs to see my family already at the table. “Morning Julie.” My 7 year old sister Gabrie says. Her straight blond hair bouncing up and down as she jumps in her seat. She’s very hyper. “Morning.” I say to everyone. My mom comes into the dining room with a plate full of pancakes. “Here Julie, eat up because we are leaving soon.” My mom says, pulling her blond hair up into a ponytail. I’m the only one in my family with brown hair, but my grandparents had brown hair so they say I get it from them. Must’ve skipped a generation or something. I eat my pancakes in silence. Everyone knows to not really try to talk to me while I eat because honestly I don’t reply. I eat enough for three people but I stay at a pretty healthy weight. (Thanks to morning runs and local gyms) Once I’m done eating (everyone finished before me because they got up earlier)  We head out to the garage. I hop onto my motorcycle while everyone else gets in the car. It’s my last ride on this baby. Tear tear.  Apparently it costs a lot of money to ship a motorcycle overseas so it’ll go to my 16 year old neighbor. Yup… I’LL MISS HER SO MUCH!!!  Yes my motorcycle is a her and yes her name is Andrea. Don’t judge, it’s impolite. I’m actually very close with my family if you’re wondering. No, don’t give that look; I know what you were thinking. ‘She’s not riding with her family they must be distant’ nope you were wrong. I just want to ride my motorcycle once more and I really don’t want to listen to my sisters One Direction cd’s. I mean I don’t hate them, they just aren’t my cup of tea. I don’t like tea. So then does that make them my cup of tea? Ya know since I don’t like tea? Okay I’m confusing myself so I’ll just stop. ANYWHO, I get on my motorcycle and we all head out. I’m following the car and guess where we’re going! Go on try, I bet you won’t get it! Oh wait did you just guess New York? Darn, you got it. THIS ISN’T DORA YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO ANSWER. Sorry I just wanted you to not know so you could be surprised. *insert puppy dog sad face* But anyway, OHMYGERSH THAT SQUIRREL IS SO SMALL AND ADORABLE!! Okay I get of task fast huh? Now that time you were supposed to answer. Oh well. But anyway, my family and I are taking the 4 hour ride from Baltimore to Times Square. IT’S GONNA BE SO COOL! Okay yes I am excited but I haven’t been to New York since I went with Zach- No Julie this is a fun day no sadness and sadness comes from him. And his deep blue eyes. And his adorable freckles. And the way he used to flick his hair out of his eyes before he got it cut. And his- Julie what did I say? Okay and now I’m talking to myself. I need to get more friends. Oh you just had to ask about him didn’t you? But I don’t wanna talk about him. Fine, fine. I will now stop pestering me. Oooohhh pestering. I must’ve swallowed a dictionary this morning. Okay! Okay! Geeze, sorry. I’ll explain now. So Zach was a guy I went to school with. From 3rd grade to senior year. I had always had a crush on him. He never really noticed me. Until 9th grade. That was when it happened. I was the happiest freshman ever. That was the year Zach asked me out. He said he was always too nervous to talk to me. I was so naïve then. I believed him. We went out for years. All through high school. We came to New York for our 4th anniversary. That day was amazing. Up until the end. He left me. He left me in New York. I had to pay a taxi for the whole four hour ride back to Baltimore. Over 100 dollars if you were wondering.  But that’s not even the worst. He talked to me before he left. He told me that I was a pawn. Something to get Ally Adams (aka the head cheerleader/miss popular/the definition of two faced, rude and jerk) He told me that I might as well get used to being a pawn, because that’ll be the only reason someone will ever date me. He told me that I’m one of those people who are incapable of being loved. He told me a lot of stuff. He drilled it all into my brain. I know it’s all true now. I can’t be loved. It’s impossible. But I’m okay with it. I’ve learned to deal with it. Once I get to London I’m going to start getting fish. Yup I’m gonna have like the whole cast of Finding Nemo. I’ll grow old with them. Yeah that sounds good. RED LIGHT! And slow to a stop. There we go.

~~~~At New York now~~~~

I park my motorcycle next to the car and get off. It’s sunny out so I grab my sunglasses out of the car. I keep a pair in there because honestly, where am I supposed to put sunglasses on a motorcycle? Exactly. I place the black sunglasses over my green eyes and head over to where my mom, dad, and Gabrie are waiting for me. “C’mon lets go shopping!” I yell. They all laugh at me, shacking their blond heads. Now I feel left out of the blondness party.

************************************************************************************************************Okay so how is it? Do you like it my lovlies? I hope you do! I worked hard on it and I hope you enjoyed it! 

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