Save You Tonight (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter One - Not The Best Day.

Well, hasn't this been a spectacular day? 

First, I get to school, only to find my best friend is ditching school with her boyfriend. I then try to continue my day normally, just sitting through the normal classes, only to find that we have the most important test of the year next week in Japanese class, and I am most likely failing it already. To make class worse, I realize the Japanese family assignment is due in a few days. 

I made the mistake of challenging the day to get worse. I get to the canteen and one of the grade 8's spill soft drink down my blazer, leaving it stained and soaked. I take it off, feeling almost naked without it. I wear my jumper instead, which was itchy, but it's better than wearing nothing over the white shirt which was basically see through. I hate school uniform. What's worse? It started to rain.

I proceed to find my boyfriend, Ryan, behind the English block making out with Melissa, who I was shocked to see, considering she dropped school 4 years ago. He "apologizes" but by the time I actually process the thought, tears were streaming down my face and I felt my feet dragging me away. I swiftly walked back to my locker, ripping my wallet and phone out and leaving it hanging open. I don't even care that we still had two periods left in the day and I'd probably get suspended, right now it was the least of my worries. They couldn't even suspend me when we have a test next week, so I dare them to suspend me. Go ahead; maybe it'll make life easier.

I'm now currently running down the soaked footpath, drenched, crying, in school uniform, and I probably look like a mess. My scarf blows messily around my neck, flapping in the wind as I head towards the studio. Why am I heading to the studio you ask? Well, it's where my brother spends most of his time. My brother Edward and I are fairly close, although I have another brother and sister, Ed and I just have a special connection. I turned the corner to see the dim light of the studio sign through the fog and rain. It was the best thing that had happened all day.

I slowly open the door to the studio and step in out of the rain, observing the small entrance way. All it was was a beige hallway with dirty crème tiles, with a door to the left and a staircase leading on. I walk down to the door and peer in the tinted window, spotting Ralph sitting behind the front desk. I then knew that Ed was in like he said this morning, he mentioned he was working with someone again today. 

I skip up the stairs, tears still running down my face, but lucky for me, my hair was starting to dry- frizzy. Oh boy, I'll look amazing by the time I reach Ed's studio. I wipe my cheeks, watching the mascara rub onto the side of my hand. I sigh but with the thoughts of school buzzing around in my head, my eyes act as Niagara Falls.

I see the little studio door that Ed basically lives in. Sound is muffled through the wall but I can faintly hear a guitar, and not even hesitating, I barge into the room crying. Six heads turn to face me, and I run over to the bright orange hair across the room, burying my head into Ed's chest. He wraps his arm around me protectively and the music immediately stops.  

"What's wrong Brooke?" Ed says worriedly, and I can feel the other five unknown boys staring at me.  

"Ryan...," I mutter into his chest, more tears falling from my eyes onto his sweater. His hand automatically soothes me by running up and down my back.  

"I'll kill the bitch," Ed says, hugging me so tight I can barely breathe. I let go and wipe my tears, quickly stopping them, and looking up.

Before me, stood five reasonable boys, whom I'd probably heard about before. I recognized the curly haired boy, who went by Harry, because I'd met him briefly before. Ed and Harry from what I'd heard were fairly good friends. The other boys were strangers to me, but they weren't bad looking strangers, to be honest.