Finding Her (Niall Horan/1D)

Chapter 3.

-

Chapter 3

-

"Allison, dinner is ready!"

I woke up to the sound of my mothers voice.

Don't they get it.. I don't eat with them!

I eat when I want.

Well that reminds me.

I haven't eating anything today.

It's already 5:30 p.m., and I have the eaten a thing.

That's odd because I didn't ever even feel hungry..

Anyway. Maybe I better eat. But if I do eat I don't want to eat with them..

So I guess I'll just wait.

"I'm not hungry right now." I snapped back to her.

Why am I turning so mean? I didn't mean to say it like that...

Maybe I should just try to get more sleep.

What day is it anyway?

Oh it doesn't even matter.

I look down at my phone and see a missed text.

*Hey Allison :) sorry I haven't texted you.. I was with Ashton.*

Ashton.

I remember him. We dated in like 8th grade, I think.

I think I remember her telling me she dates him now.. Okay.

I decide to respond.

*Oh it's okay. Hope you had fun*

Minutes later a text back from her.

*Yes I did! We went to Cookout and had your favorite milkshake- the peanut butter banana one! :)*

Cookout. Oh I remember that place. I used to love that restaurant. They sold burgers and hotdogs and milkshakes. I don't know what it was about it that I loved. Probably that peanut butter banana milkshake.

A tear falls from my eye as I remember the fun times I had there with Rayleigh. Before our high school's football games we would always eat there and flirt with the cute workers.

Those were the days.

But now she has a boyfriend so no more flirting.

But now she goes there without me.

But now she seems to be really happy with Ashton.

For a while she seemed very sad about me leaving.

Well that's clearly changed.

She obviously has found a way to be happy again.

I wish I could find someone like Ashton..

But then again, why would any New-Yorker want to be with a "Southern Belle".

That gives me all the more reason to change.

My friends changed and moved on.

Maybe that's what I need to do.

I walk into the bathroom and sit on the floor.

The pain I'm feeling inside is just too much. I'm sure feeling physical pain will take away from the emotions...

Tears are still spilling out from my eyes.

They have friends.

I don't.

I open the bathroom cabinet.