Caelie's POV
"I love the smell of the gym, oh my God," I said, inhaling deeply while walking across the shiny wooden floor.
I've always loved volleyball season, ever since I first started in primary school. It's always helped me to relax and take my mind off of things, especially when I'm really stressed.
I like spiking the balls in people's faces is all, really.
I sound sadistic, but it gets your anger out. It's pretty fun.
Playing volleyball was never all that easy for me, since I'm so short and everyone else in the league and on my team are really tall.
I left the gym at 4 pm because I just couldn't anymore.
As I walked out of X Gym, I crossed the street without looking because I'm cool like that.
Then I got hit by the car I did not pay attention to.
I guess I'll never know who the boy in my dreams was.
Perhaps he was my other half of the womb. The womb of music. FORGIVE ME SCAR.
I had internal hemorrhaging and I died at the scene.
My best friend Avery was turning up at a party at the time, but when she found out she organized my funeral with the 1D songs we discussed.
THE BOYSSSSSS CAME TOO.
SO I HAD A TURNT FUNERAL.
LETS TURN UP JESUS YAAAASSS THE LAND OF MILK AND HONEY IS WAITING FOR ME
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Hey, I Know You (One Direction)
FanfictionCaelie was only a year old when her mum died in a car crash. Her mum was the person in the family who worked, so when she passed, Caelie and her dad had no source of income to support themselves. The two had to move from Ireland to Leicester, Englan...
