Mixed Emotions: A One Direction Fan Fiction

{4} Worries

~Briley's POV~

I can't believe I just got asked out by Harry Styles!! If only I had someone to tell.

**FLASHBACK STARTS**

"MOM!! DAD!!" I scream as I see their car crash into a tree. I start to run towards the car down the road, and see a flame.

"It's just your imagination," I say to myself.

I still run faster though. I see another flame burst up from the car, and scream again, "MOM!!! DAD!!!"

"Why aren't they getting out of the car?" I ask myself. I finally reach the car and look inside the flipped car. I immediately scream. My parents are dead. Gone.

I see another flame and start running away from the car, back to our house. I'm balling and my vision is blurring, so I'm tripping every ten seconds. I reach the door and rush inside, taking a second to look back at my parents car. It's pretty well on fire now. "I love you!" I yell at the top of my lungs. I run inside grab the phone and dial 9-1-1.

*PHONE CALL STARTS*

"Hello, what is your emergency?"

"My-my parents. Th-they crashed. C-car on f-f-fire," I say, between sobs.

"Where are you hon?"

I recite my address to her and she says that they are sending people right now.

"Thank you," I say.

"Of course. I need you to stay on the line, okay?

"Okay," I say nervously.

She asks me for the whole story, and I tell her. By the end I'm crying.

She then asks me for my name.

"Briley Robinson," I say.

"The people we sent should be here anytime now," she says.

I hear sirens, look out the window and see two ambulances, a firetruck, and a police car. "I have to go. They're here," I say a bit rushed.

"Are you the only one there?" She asks.

"Yes, and I've got to go," I say, barely keeping myself from yelling.

"Okay," she says.

*PHONE CALL ENDS*

I set the phone down and rush outside. The Fireman are working to put out the fire and get my parents out of the car. As soon as I walk up to the police man he tells me to back up, because the car could-BOOM!! I scream as loud as possible, yet I can't even hear myself. The car blew up. My parents are officially gone.

**FLASHBACK ENDS**

I'm sobbing and realize that, since that day, I didn't even try to make friends. I guess that I thought I was hopeless. I mean I lost my parents at the age of 9, and my brother died when he was 4. I'm an orphan. A sibling-less orphan, with no friends. I went through school and I was a pretty big nerd, the exact opposite of popular. And everyone knew I had lost my parents. Thinking back on that time, I realize that not everyone was trying to be mean about it, just that I took it that way.

I've pushed away everyone that's ever wanted to be nice to me because I thought they would hurt me, like my relatives I stayed with after my parents' deaths.

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I cannot wait for tomorrow to come! Harry and I are going on a date! I'm so excited I can't even do my college work. Seriously though, I need to do my work. While I do my work I text Harry.