Ruined

Chapter 1

Mallory's POV

"C'mon Mallory! It'll be fun!"

That was the line that convinced me to go to a house party that I only knew one person at. Too bad that person already found herself a guy and left me.

The night had just barely started and I was already sat outside on the porch, alone and surrounded by darkness, watching people walk in and out. Laughing, drinking, fighting, you name it, I saw it happening. If only she hadn't taken the car when she left...

"Mallory?"

My head immediately snapped up. A tall boy in a black Sleeping With Sirens crewneck stood in front of me. Black shoes, black skinny jeans, black shirt, and a black beanie. The only thing that wasn't black was the tattoo peeking up over his shirt collar and the hair sticking out from under his hat. His hair was my favorite color. A bright shade of blue.

"H-hi," I stammered, "I'm not sure I remember you. Your voice sounds familiar but, who are you?"

"Niall Horan. The boy from next door. I moved away 2 years ago."

So this is what happens to those uptight dorks who move out of town.

"Do you remember me?"

I nodded. Of course I remembered him. He was only the most obnoxious neighbor ever. This boy was the biggest dork in town. He was pushed around, made fun of, and laughed at constantly. I almost felt bad until I met him for the first time. Our conversation about music turned into a conversation about his theories on evolution. I never talked to him after that.

"How have you been?" I asked, "How's the new town been treating you?"

"Eh. I still don't have many friends," He said.

"Oh? Why not?"

"Well, I used to have a pretty solid group of friends but then... a lot happened," He looked at the ground in front of him and back up to me, "Now I'm just the freak of the town again."

And with that he walked inside to join the group of sweaty, lonely, underaged drinkers.

I watched his path close shut as the people moved back together. What had happened that turned him into this blue haired boy with a body of tattoos? Where was the boy with brown hair and glasses? I didn't understand. Starting right then, all I wanted to do was figure out his story.