@gravytrain: yeah you bleed just to know you're alive... XxJadexX :(
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Mum woke me up that morning, the light seeping in through my parted curtains. My head was throbbing and my wrist was sore, but I still woke up happy. I was finally meetingPerrie, Jesy, and Leigh-Anne in person after three years tomorrow. Plus, Harry and I have a date to go on. Well, if he still wants to go. I practically ruined all of our chances of ever being together last night. I really suck at relationships, don't ya think? I groaned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Mum kissed my forehead and then she was gone. I was all alone. I logged onto twitter, scrolling through the tweets my fans sent me from last night. I had tweeted lyrics to Irish before I fell asleep and I guess the fans knew exactly what I was talking about. They're so amazing. I smiled at a few of them, but felt like I could vomit with some. And then I checked Harry's twitter. His sister was the last tweet he retweeted, which meant that he probably didn't see it. But I had a feeling he did and knew what it meant. And that thought scared me. I crawled out of bed and grabbed my bag that contained my new clothes and walked to the bathroom. I left my phone on my bed, mainly because I was not in the mood for any drama.
Mum seemed cheerful when she woke me up, which means dad must not have been here. I locked the bathroom door and quickly skipped to the shower, turning the hot water on medium. My head was still pumping from all the tears shedded last night. But my wrist doensn't look all that bad. It was still a bit swollen from the sharp impact, but it wasn't bad. Not very noticeable either and that bothered me. I wanted them to be noticeable. I wanted a reason to wear all of my bracelets. I hummed, stripping off my clothes, and carefully got into the steamy surface. It was suffocating, but so relaxing at the same time. It made me want to hide in here forever. As I took the shower, I washed my hair, shaved my legs and underarms, and bathed my body in my new body wash. No one knows this, but I am infatuated with the Eiffel Tower. I've always wanted to go to Paris and see it, but I've never had enough cash. Besides, Leigh, Pez, Jes, and I have all settled on London. But, anyway, my new body wash was Paris Amour, a sweet fragrance that had me head-over-heels in love with it. I bought three bottles. Once I had finished, I leapt out, wrapping the robe around my damp body. I didn't bother to dry off because I honestly just wanted to check my phone.
I walked over to the door and unlocked it, rushing to grab my phone off of the bed. Woah, a missed call from Harry. I hit the 'Call Back' button and patiently waited for his voice to pick up. As I did so, I walked back into the bathroom and grabbed a towel to dry off with. Voicemail ...it went straight to voicemail! I put my phone down and dried off, my mind stuck on the thought of ruining my chances. I obviously did! I mean, he won't answer my calls now! I huffed, rubbing my temple with my fingers. Then my phone rang. But it was Jesy. "Hello?" I said, sighing. "Jadey? What's wrong?" the motherly voice asked, worry clearly in her tone. "He won't answer my calls, Jes. I ruined everything," I admitted, letting the tears escape down my discolored cheeks. "He? Who, Sam?" And then I gagged. Just the thought of that jerk made me sick. "Not Sam.. Harry!" Silence rang through the air as I sobbed. "Harry who?" she finally questioned, making me feel even worse. She's not going to believe me if I tell her.
'You're such a liar, Jade!'
'I can't believe I trusted you!'
'Lying sack of shit!'
Those thoughts ran through my mind before I spoke, "Harry Styles..." I just had a bad feeling about this. But I was wrong, she only gasped and broke down screaming. "Jade! It is true!" she cried, making me confused as hell. "What's true?" But I was only answered with happy screams and excited words that I couldn't even understand. "Jes, please tell me what's going on!" I begged, a pout playing my lips. "Just finish packing, I'll tell you on the plane! Love ya!" And then she hung up. I hate when they do that. Everything has been happening like this lately. I huffed to myself, mumbling a few unimportant phrases under my breath. Everything was happening so fast. And it all started with me being jealous. I got dressed and finally made it downstairs for breakfast. But my mum was glued to the tv. "Jade? Did you see this?" she asked me, my eyebrows knitting together. "See what, mum?"
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Okay, so this chapter is extremely short, but I wanted to update for you guys. The next chapter will be a lot longer, I promise. I hope you guys are enjoying this because I am too. Haha, love you all! Xx
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The Life of Jade Popper
Fanfiction[Book One]; Jade Popper, a small girl from South Shields, is friendless. But that surely changes when three very sweet girls try their best to befriend her. After three years of the four talking over the Internet, they finally decide to meet in pe...