"Bethany your dad is going to be here soon and you look horrendous!" My mom Penny, spat in my face.
She grabbed me by the hair and pushed me full force into the bathroom causing me to hit my head. I watched as the blood crashed onto the ground. The sight of it making me tipsy, it was a lot of blood and falling fast. I grabbed a white washcloth and held it to my head as I got out of my clothes. I jumped in the shower and took the washcloth off. I looked at it and it was drenched in blood, I think I'm gonna be sick. My stomach felt so weird and everything I ate for Lunch wants to be released from my mouth but I wouldn't let it. I finished my shower and dried off. I put a butterfly stitch on my head and walked into my room only thing covering me is a towel. I put on my undergarments and searched for some clothes. I put on my black skinny jeans, black oversized shirt since my mom doesn't like my girl figure because she doesn't want boys to become interested in me. I put on my black and purple converse and a black shoulder purse. I walked into the bathroom and looked at my arms which were all covered in bruises and scars. I grabbed the foundation my mom buys for me specifically for bruises not my face. She also hates me wearing makeup cause she thinks it just makes me look beautiful but isn't your mom supposed to think your beautiful right? Ha, well not my mom all thinks about is her and my older sister Megan. Megan is the definition of perfect, and I'm the definition of well what my mom likes to call it a 'Life ruiner.'.
"Bethany your dads here but first let me see what your wearing to your dads." She said pulling me out of the bathroom.
I stood up straight and watched as she nodded. She motioned me to spin around by using her finger.
"Okay good. Now get down stairs." She said whacking the back of my head.
I ran down the stairs followed by my mom. My dad Paul, yes the Paul who works with famous people but I'm not sure who he recently has been working with. I ran over to him and embraced him in a hug. See I'm daddy's little girl while Megan is moms. Speak of the devil. She comes down the stairs in short leather shorts and crop top. Me and dad exchanged glances. Megan pecked moms cheek as did I. I raced Megan out to the car. I got to the car first but of course she complains to mom about how I'm younger than her so I deserve to sit in the back. I crawled into the back and listened to Megan talk to her boy friend about me, no. Not good things like a normal sister should but mean things. Dad climbed into the car and started off to where ever we are going.
"So ladies. I've recently been with a boy-band. A very popular band named Onedirection." He smiled looking back at me but I kept looking out the window.
"Louis, 22 and the sass master. Niall, 20 and is constantly eating. Zayn, 21 and is vain. Liam 20, most responsible one. Harry 19 and the flirt. I want you two to watch out for Harry." He added making me want to know more.
"Which ones have girlfriends?" Megan asked.
"Louis, Zayn, and Harry." He said.
"Well I can still try to get them." Megan smirked.
"Which are you interested in Bethanne?" He asked.
"I don't know." I shrugged.
We pulled up to a hotel where a pack of screaming girls tried to push their way into the hotel. I stayed close to Paul as we walked through the crowed. We made it into the lobby to see a group of 5 boys. I followed Paul to them. All of them stared at Megan and none even noticed me.
"Boys these are my daughters. Megan and Bethany." He smiled putting his arm around me.
I walked over to the vending machine and bought a Pepsi. I sat up against the wall and watched Megan flirt with all the boys and they flirt back. Paul looked at me and waved me over and the boys turned their heads towards me. I shook my head and looked my my thumbs that were fiddling with each other. I stood up as they all started walking to the elevator. I stepped on and instantly started panicking.
"What if this stops? What if it can't hold our weight and we die." I asked tears falling out my eyes.
My heart started pounding and my hands were shaking. I started breathing fast short breaths and my dad kept trying to calm me down. I crouched down and covered my head with my hands. I felt the sweat form on me.
"God it's burning in here." I said still having trouble breathing.
I felt hands on my back and it wasn't my dad's big hands it was more like a boys. Not young but 19 or 20 years of age. They rubbed circles on my back. I was picked up and the person started walking out the elevator. I looked at who it was and it was the curly hair one. I kept shaking and crying. My dad opened the hotel room and Harry laid me on the bed while my dad got a wet washcloth. He sat next to me and dabbed my head causing me to calm down. I soon fell asleep.
I woke up to the sound of my dad and someone else talking.
"Paul if you knew she had panic attacks why did you get on the elevator?" He questioned
"I forgot and she seems to be getting worse." He said.
"Has she seen a doctor for medicine?" He asked.
"Yes they were just gonna give her anti depressants and I don't want her to take that." He said.
"Dad?" I asked getting up and walking over to them.
"Hey how you feel?" The curly hair'd boy asked.
"Great actually." I smiled taking a seat at the table.
"So which boy are you?" I asked rather politely.
"Harry." He smiled.
I nodded and looked at Paul who gave me a 'Ramember what I said.' Look. I laughed making Harry laugh a little. I felt him looking at me so I looked at him.
"Where's Megan?" I asked putting my hand on my head where I busted it earlier.
"With the boys in the other room and I forgot to ask but what happened to your head?" Dad asked.
"I was skate boarding and I hit a rock and fell." I nodded. Good enough.
"Okay." He slowly nodded.
I followed Harry to the other room revealing Niall and Megan making out on the couch. I covered my eyes and turned towards Harry slightly peeking at him. He was laughing.
"Why is that so gross?" He asked."you've never kissed a boy before have you?"
I shook my head and my cheeks flushed a bright pink.
"Ever have a boyfriend." He asked as if I should.
I shook my head "my mom doesn't want boys to be attracted to me." I shrugged.
"Is that why you wear over sized clothes?" He asked. I nodded again.
"Can we please stop talking about it?" I asked my voice becoming a little shaky.
"Sure babe." He smirked.
"Don't call me that. Who are you dating?" I asked.
"Taylor Swift." He chuckled.
"Taylor swift? Who is Taylor Swift?" I asked.
"You know 'we are never ever ever getting back together?'" He sang.
I shook my head.
"Bethany stop waisting Harry's time talking to him. He actually has a life." Megan said looking at me.
"Sorry Harry." I turned around and climbed back into the bed crying.
