Did I just get adopted by One Direction?!

Chapter 16

A/N HEY PEOPLE'S. MELODIE IS 15 NOT 12 I CHANGED MY MIND. If u could just go along with that then that would be great ^_^ ONWARDS TRUSTY STEED TO THE FANFICTION. AND AWAAAAAYYYY

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Chase looked into my eyes and kissed me. Right as the boys walked in. "WHAT THE FU-"

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"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Louis screamed Waving his hands in the air like a madman. They charged at us but I stood in front of Chase. "Melodie. Get. The hell. Out of. Our. Way." Niall snarled at me I could swear steam was shooting out of his ears.

"No. You leave Chase alone. He was here for me when you guys wouldn't listen." I said standing my ground.

I was purely terrified, I had no clue of what they could do. "Melodie. Move." Zany and Liam said together. "NO." I yelled then Niall shoved me aside and grabbed Chase by the collar of his shirt.

I fell to the floor and yelped as I landed on something. I watched stunned until Niall threw the first punch which landed right on Chase's jaw. "STOP" I Screamed and I got up and punched Niall in the gut but it wasn't a good one I could barely reach him.

He dropped Chase and turned to me, "MELODIE RUN. I'LL BE OK JUST RUN AND DON'T LOOK BACK. " Chase yelled and Niall spun back around I hated this but I ran with all of the boys on my heels but I ran.

I wanted Chase to tell me that he was ok and that I could stop running for once in my life. Tears streamed out of my eyes but fell to the floor. "Melodie come back!" I heard Harry yell weakly they all stopped running and I ran into a comic store and hid.

I looked around the dusty shop and saw life size cut-outs of authors and comic legends. I saw one that I loved instantly. It was Gerard Way. Former lead singer of My Chemical Romance and author of The Umbrella Academy and the Killjoy comics. A sign that say next the the glorious cut out said 'GERARD WAY. COME MEET HIM AND GET YOUR BOOKS SIGNED FOR FREE! SATURDAY!' I couldn't believe my eyes. Gerard. Way. My hero. Was coming to a comic book store and I could meet him. I squealed with delight and forgot about the situation around me. I had to tell Chase.

"MELODIE." I heard Louis scream as he burst threw the shops old doors. I whimpered and braced for what was to come. The old shop owner ran out from behind the counter and said "Hello sirs, could I get you anything today?" he smiled a fragile smile and looked towards me and winked. "No sir. We were just leaving. "Louis said and grabbed my arm and I yelped "You be safe now" I heard the old man say and I looked back to him as he looked at me with sorry and pleading eyes and mouthed 'I'm so sorry'.

Louis drug me out of the store and back to the car, no fan girls were waiting this time thank God.

I was surprised when the entire ride home was silent except for the huffing and puffing coming from the boys. "I'm just going to buy your school things for you." Niall said hopping out of the car. "No, it's ok I have some old school things that I can take." I said hanging my head down. "Why can't you just go along with it?!" Niall yelled in my face. I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and said "Niall I'm so sorry but if you could stop being a dick for one minute I would respect you. But you've lost my trust. And my respect." And I went into the house feeling like a total brat. I knew one of them was following me but I didn't care I plopped down on my bed and started playing my music out loud. I turned on Cobwebs by Motionless in White and listened.

"How many years have passed me by? since I've stopped to take a look at all the changes in my life.

So many friends have come and gone but all those summer nights still burn inside my lungs.

I hope that you will will not forget this either. Forever.

And I bet I'm not the only one who thinks.

I'm stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing.

I regret not holding onto more closely the past is the past and I'm letting it kill me.

Life's what you make it, what you make it and I believe in this.

What has happened to all the familiar faces that I've come to miss.

And I bet I'm not the only one who thinks. I'm stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing. I regret not holding onto more closely. The past is the past and I'm letting it kill me.

This sinking who can't hold much water. How much longer how much longer?

Until these lights are dead and gone. I will scatter the ashes of this place that I call home.

I will scatter the ashes of this place that I call home.

And fight these fatal attractions just to sit inside and hang my head too low.

Living in the shadow of the scars the past defines just who we are.

And I bet I'm not the only one who thinks. I'm stuck in the past with all the friends I am losing. I regret not holding on to more closely the past is the past and I'm letting it kill me.

The past lives. "

As the song finished I sighed and looked up to see Harry.

He didn't look mad, he looked sad. I being myself asked him what was wrong and forgot completely about my feelings and depression and counseled him. "That song. It was so sad, I mean do u really feel that way?" He asked "Well yea... sometimes but it's no biggie." I lied and shrugged. "soooo... about Chase.." he looked at me nervously. "What? what happened to him?" I started panicking "nothing happened to him. you just can't see him anymore." Harry said backing away. "WHAT?!" I screamed. Chase was my rock. He was there for me. The room was spinning I threw something at Harry as he ran out of the room and screamed in agony as the stitches from my last deep cuts split open and gushed out blood. Everything was blurry. I fell to the floor my glasses fell off my face and I reached for them and screamed again as the wounds became more open. I need Chase. As I was clinging on to the last bit of time I had before I lost too much blood I heard Austin Carlile's voice ring out from my iPod he was singing "This is not what it is only baby scars" and I chuckled because this time. They weren't baby scars. They were gashes leaving me dying to die. I coughed up a little blood and finally let go. Now nobody could stop me from being free. I slipped out of the world and into darkness. It was so peaceful. I screamed at the top of my lungs and fell to my knees an cried. I was to be with my family again. But once I had fallen I couldn't get up. Something was holding me down. I couldn't scream I couldn't cry. This was more agonizing than any torture method any heartbreak. Any wound. This was what I had wanted. But now I regretted and tried to call out but my mouth wouldn't even open. I had made a huge mistake that I could never take back.