A/N
Hi, Hey and Hello over there! So, this is my first chapter. I got really excited on writing this story. Ohh, Niall so dreamy, eh? :P ♥
hahaha, please enjoy. And, oh. Don't forget to read some Author Notes. ;)
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MICKAYLA'S POV
It's 3 in the afternoon. My friends will be fetching me here by 7. We'll be going to a new bar here in LA. If Mom will know, she's gonna kill me but who cares? I'm just here for the fun right? And the fun is when you see her face. She looks horrid but funny. Meet ma red faced Momma. Ahahaha. So I guess Andy will be going too with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is a freak. He sings acoustic and he's pretty smart. I hate that. And I also hate the fact that I had a crush on him at 5th grade. I'm really happy that now he has forgotten about it. 'Coz it's been 6 years since that happened.
After all those murmuring, I decided to take a bath and wash away all those stressing crap. I put on some clothes. I decided to wear a grey tank top with a leather jacket above. And below is black fitted jeans and black leather booties. I curled my hair averagely. Not the ones you see in the 80's 'coz theirs is all puffy and it looks insane. I put some make up on, eyeliner and dark red lipstick. "I look great." I admired myself as I thought of my past life. Yes, I actually had a laugh. A bittersweet life.
- FLASHBACK -
I had a boyfriend but that was like a year ago or two. His name was Justin. He was tall, handsome, blonde, British, and exceptionally amazing. He was everything I ever dreamt of. Until he had a car accident. I remembered that day. That day when my parents and all my friends kept it from me. I saw it on the news. I ran into the kitchen to see Mom sitting there, wandering. "Mom! Justin..." I could hardly say it. "Hunny, he died... I know.." she said as she comforted me. "What?! You knew about this?" I asked her as my blood fills with anger. "Mickayla, it was for your own good.. I'm so - -" she explained as I interrupted her. "For my own good? Do you think it was for my own good? Waiting for him the whole day and planning the things you will be doing for the next days. Knowing that he just left you. Not giving you rights on your own boyfriend. Keeping the truth away from you.. And you know what's worse?! Knowing that you can't trust people, even your own Mother!" I yelled as tears fell freely from my eyes, anger and sorrow controls my body."Now you know what's unfair." I said as anger got control of my hand and almost slapped her in the face.
I ran to my room with tears all over my face. I could hardly breathe. I cried the whole night as I thought about the incident. The next day, I burned almost all of my letters and pictures of Mom because I couldn't stand every single thing she did. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and texted my friends.
Liz, you knew about Justin? - Kayla
Uhmm, Kay.. - Liz
so?? - Kayla
..Yes... - Liz
That's what I thought. - Kayla
Kay, I'm sorry! I just don't want you to get hurt! - Liz
Fuck off. - Kayla
Kay, I'm sorry. - Liz
Bitch. - Kayla
I have never gotten a reply since then. And we, Liz and I, never talked to each other again.
Hey Andrew. have you heard about Justin? xx Please reply! - Kayla
Yes, Kay. Just yesterday morning. I'm so sorry with what happened to him. :( - Andrew
I never sent him a reply.
- END OF FLASHBACK -
I sneaked downstairs slowly. I don't want my Mom seeing me. So, I sneaked as fast as I can. As I was passing by the kitchen, I heard Mom. "Young lady! Where do you think your going?"
A/N
So, that's the end of the first chapter. Sorry if I kept you guys waiting. I was still finishing it though. So, did you like the first chapter? Stay tuned and keep reading. And yeah, this story has mature content. That's why it's PG-13. So, if you're below 13, I'd advice you to stop reading unless you don't want to. Okay, your decision.
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