Why it's You and I (One Direction fanfic)

Olivia's POV

"STORY OF MY LIFE, I TAKE HER HOME, I DRIVE ALL NIGHT TO KEEP HER WARM INSIDE." I absolutely FREAK OUT when Story of My Life comes on 98PXY in the car. I scream and cry the lyrics while I take a Snapchat video and send it to my best friend and fellow directioner Bailey.

"Olivia, turn it down, I can't focus on driving!" My mom never respects my love for 1D. "Oh, like you were never obsessed with New Kids on the Street or whatever they were called." She acts like she was never my age. "It was New Kids on the Block, and never as much as you! I never had cardboard cutouts, or ever cried when I heard a song of theirs or watched a music video." Pshhh, yeah right.

I just dropped the subject because I wasn't gonna waste my breath on something like a 90's boy band. We finally got home and I had to help my mom carry in groceries. "Olivia sweetie, will you get the last bag and bring it in?" She always made me do everything. "I suppose" *note the sarcasm*

We lived in an average house in Orange, California, so we live 5 minutes from Disneyland, yet I've never been to it. The walk from the car to the house seemed to be so long with grocery bags in hand. I finally got inside, dropped the bags in the kitchen, and headed strait upstairs for my room.

As soon as I reached my room, I grabbed my MacBook and hopped on my bed. I checked my Twitter like usual and opened a tab for YouTube. Time to cry while watching Story of My Life for the 9th time today!