Lost in another world...

Chapter 11

Helens POV*

I let the tears I was holding come out. I was so stupid for letting Jake get to me. I should've never fallen for his sweet words. Jake and I had went out for 3 years. We broke up junior year when I caught him F-ing another girl at my party. He swore he was drunk, but little did he know I lied about bringing alcohol. I was stupid to think he was worth it. I swore I'd never let another guy get to me like that. Just then my phone began to ring. It was Niall. I quickly denied it. Even Niall wasn't worth the pain. I decided to take a shower since my bra was sticky from the soda. I threw off all my clothes and lathered my self in soap and shampoo. 20 minutes later I had washed through my hair and pulled out a towel that tightly wrapped my body and hair. I made my way outside the bathroom to see Sara smiling at me. "What are you going to wear to the concert?" I asked her hoping to fix where we left off. "I'm thinking about a maxi skirt and a plain shirt. I just want to go casual" she said pulling out something from her luggage. I nodded and pulled out my clothes. Sara made her way into the bathroom and I threw on my bra and boy shorts. I didn't know what to wear. I stared at my suitcase. "why is it so difficult to look good?" I murmured to myself. I pulled out my creme lace top and leather skirt. I didn't want to work on my hair so I pulled it up in a high pony tail. I put on my studded earrings and my cross necklace and bracelet. Just then Sara walked in a white crop top that showed a bit of her flat tan stomach and a maxi turquoise skirt. She had her hair in a beautiful braid with some loose curls. Her makeup was just right, not to little not a lot. She topped her outfit with a white pair of wedges and gold jewelry. She looked beautiful as always. I looked at my self in the mirror. My hair a frizzy mess, I had absolutely no makeup on. My pimples were so visible, every flaw was just so visible. My leather skirt was a bit too leathery and I didn't even own any wedges or heels. "Helen you better brush your hair and wear some makeup! You look like you got into a fight!" Sara said as she took out her sweater. I sat on my bed just staring at my phone. "What's wrong?" She asked as she sat down next to me. "Oh uh nothing" I lied getting up to take out my ankle boots from my suitcase. "Come here let me do your hair and makeup" she took my hand and I sat on the bed. I didn't speak a word to her, but some how she knew how I felt. I've always been insecure,though I'd never show it. I'm always acting tough when in reality I'm slowly breaking. I wish I knew how to dress, how to do my hair or wear makeup. I'm not a normal girl, sometimes I doubt if I'm even a girl at all. I'm so unappealing.... no wonder Jake cheated on me. I swallowed my tears at the thought. I miss him so much, everyday I wish I hadn't seen what he did that day. Just so I could be loved. I sniffed a bit and held in my emotions. I was not going to let him get to me again. "Tada!" Sara said shifting my thoughts. She moved away from the mirror and I stared at myself. My hair was perfected into a high pony tail. My makeup only consisted of winged eyeliner and mascara. I looked pretty. I felt pretty. "You're beautiful Helen. With and without the makeup. You'll always be beautiful" Sara whispered in my ear. I smiled at myself in the mirror. "T-thanks" I croaked. I got up off the bed and smoothed out my skirt and top. I threw on my ankle boots and checked the mirror one last time. Never have I felt more beautiful. Sara peaked out the peephole probably praying the boys weren't there. When the coast was clear we came out our room and locked the door. We made our way downstairs into the lobby and into a taxi. This day may just be great!