Deeper Meanings (on hold)

The past will come back to haunt you

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Eleven_parris

“Were too young to be this sad”

~ The past will come back to haunt you~

It was silent, too silent. No rain, not wind and no one was talking. They were all busily preparing to face the world again, face the media and screaming teenage girls, and probably some boys. I’ve never seen someone concentrate on their hair for that long until I watched Zayn do his. All five boys have a purpose, a reason to be, and I have nothing. Or no one. In one hour I will be alone.

I pull my phone of its charger and check my messages, only to find I have none, typical. I get out twitter to see I have 30 more followers, how can that be. I scroll through and see that all the boys are following me. How did they even know I had this?

“Hey Lou” I yell out when he passes

“Yes my cupcake” he calls running to my aid, ive gotten used to his strange remarks.

“How did you find me on twitter”

“We searched for you duhh, and might I just add that its rude not to follow us”

“Ok, ok ill follow you” I said laughing

“Thanks cupcake” and with that he ran off back to whatever he was doing

And with that I was alone again.

Sighing I rolled onto my back, staring at the celling not thinking of much except how I’m going to miss that curly haired boy with the beautiful eyes. He probably won’t even remember me let alone miss me.

The phone rang pulling me out of my uninteresting trance. I let it ring out not wanting to answer or see how it could possibly be. Finally the message tone when out and I heard the familiar voice that pained me to hear.

‘Hello sorry we couldn’t answer the phone’

‘no were not’

‘Shhhhh, anyway please leave your phone number, name and contact details after the beep and we will get back to you as soon as we can..’

‘No we won’t’

‘Skylar please st-‘

BEEP

I feel a small smile creep on my face of the reminder of how things used to be, that smile was soon wiped from my face.

“Skylar. It’s your mother. I hope you’re ok, well I don’t but I would hate to come home and explain your death and look after that stupid house. Anyway your father and I have put your weekly allowance into your account plus more so you can fix that hell pit. Oh and happy early birthday, it would be happy but you were an accident and you know how we all try to forget accidents, money for new razors are in your account. Talk in the far future.”