Today the Dipshits have a meet and greet where of coarse I have to go.
I don't understand why I'm always caught up in these things. I'm not part of One Direction or have anything to do with them. Okay maybe just my mom but not me!
I decided to wake up and take another shower. I've been sleeping a lot these past couple of days. Guess that's just a side effect from depression.
Swinging my feet of the side of my bed I walk to the bathroom to start getting ready.
Taking another shower doing my usual routines I dry myself off and blow dried my hair.
Water falling my bangs back I walk to the room to get dressed.
Pulling on a pair of light green jeggings and a white tank top I hurriedly slip on my white supras and left the room in a hurry trying not to be late.
Rushing to the elevator I press the lobby button and waited for the doors to close
"Logan wait up!" Marcel calls behind me.
I didn't even bother to look up, honestly I didn't care at this point. Letting out a depressing sigh I hold the elevator door open for him.
Keeping my eyes on the wall he enters the elevator and the door shuts tightly behind him.
I probably look like crap. No brightness in my eyes and I have dark circles.
"What going on with you?" He asked his voice very soft and gentle
"I'm fine." I say in my hoarse voice.
I fell asleep crying again last night.
"BullShit. I know your not fine." He snaps getting closer to me pushing me back against the wall.
"Talk to me tell me what's going on." He begs his face coming closer to mine.
I could feel his warm minty breath brush against my face. His lips traced my jaw.
The doors opened and I slid past him and toward the vans waiting to pick us up.
Running into a random van I shut the door behind me before he could notice which one I was in.
What's wrong with him? He's been acting so strange lately.
I look up and realize I was in the van with all the dipshits. They all were staring at me and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.
"What are You doing in here?" Harry Spat.
"Well considering my mother is your manager I'm everywhere you guys are at." I snap
The car begins to move as we continue arguing
"Your mothers the manager? What?! Since when did she have a daughter?!" Louis joins in.
Zayn, Liam and Niall stay back avoiding this conversation.
"Can you guys explain one thing to me." I ask clearly not caring about this conversation.
"Sure." Harry says rolling his eyes
"Why do all of you hate Marcel so much?" I say looking at each of them.
"Well I-....... honestly I don't know." Louis admits looking at each of the boys.
"Harry.... You were the one that started all this.. Why?" Niall asked looking up at him.
"Okay fine I was jealous okay. All of you guys got famous with your characters from the music video and I did to but it wasn't me. It was actually Marcel who got all the fame. And I didn't like it. So I turned all you guys against him." He admits looking down.
"I'm sorry I punched you." He says looking up at me
"It's fine. I guess." I said looking away from him
"The person you should all be saying sorry to is Marcel." I add looking out the window watching the tall buildings and cars rush past in a blur.
"What's that on your arm?" Liam asked reaching over to pull up my sleeve
They all gasp and flinch when they see the cuts running up and down my arm.
"Why?" Niall asked tracing the cuts lightly with his fingers.
"Like you guys would understand." I snap and jumped out of the car before it could stop.
Running into the venue I automatically go into my mothers room shutting the door and staying hidden for the rest of the event.
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