My Cinderella Story-One Direction Fanfic.

Chp.2 - Girl To Girl Talk.

I didn't feel like doing anything for the rest of the day. Not even going for my daily jog, i just wanted to sit in my bed and stare at the ceiling.

How could this happen ? I was so stupid not to tell my mom how i felt about Steve. If i had told her earlier she wouldn't have married him. If she didn't believe me, she would at lease keep an eye out to witness his asshole behaviour. But since i said ZIP PO she has no clue and she never will...

I grabbed my macbook from the floor and opend it up. I clicked on Facebook and twitter.

4 new notifications from Facebook, lets see what we got.

*Bella Gasstron commented on your photo 'pretty !'*

I don't care.

*Jesse Gaf and 3 others liked your status*

cool..

*Helen Jorge confirmed your friend request*

I sent that like last year.. what rock has she been under ?

*Jona Galiger tagged you and Alex Galiger in a post*

what ? 

I clicked on the notification and it took me to Jonas profile. i read the post quietly :

" Moving in with the new fam ! Congrats dad :) Tori Frank  watsup new sis ? ;) "

UGGGGGGGGGGGH. Hes so doing this on purpose. The status already got like 19 likes ! What is going on ? I cant take this, i needed to leave get out. 

I grabbed a victoria secret duffel bag and stuffed a pear of jean shorts in, then a pink crop top and white tank top. I got changed into a Love Pink sweat top and a pair of leggings. I put on a thin layer of foundation and some mascara. I packed that into a little makeup bag a also shoved in my duffel. 

Then i grabbed my laptop and headed downstairs. I tip toed the last few steps so they wouldn't hear me, i quietly skipped to the front door and ran out to the sidewalk.

I turned to walk down the street, but then i saw someone in our car. I squinted my eyes to get a better look since the sun was reflecting. I sneaked up closer in case it was a bugler. It wasn't a bugler, it was Steven. I ducked before he could see my in his rear view. He must've of been going to like an asshole convention, or something. He was shuffling through the glove box compartment, so i decided to make a run for it, i walked/ducked until i was out of sight.

Then i turned down Avery's street. I walked to her house and didn't even bother to knock, i barged in knowing her parents wouldn't be home, since they never are. I found her lying on the couch watching Maury Povich. Of course.

"uh... hi !?" she laughed

"hi." i mumbled then kicked off my shoes and slouched up sitars.

"whats the matter !?" 

"Steve" i said rolling my eyes.

"oh what now !" 

"you wont believe it...........he proposed"

"WHATTT!" she screeched than jumped up on the couch with a pillow in her hand

i half smiled then looked to the floor. I threw my bag to the side and layed down on the other couch.

"your not happy ?! at all ?" she said sitting back down

"have you met Steve !?" i said raising my head.

"ouh.. yah" she giggled.

"well....I'm sleeping her for the night, or forever. I need a break from my mom and him. And to make things better,Jona and Alex are moving in, in three days and i have to share the upstairs with them.."

"bathroom!" she said with a shocked look on her face.

"yup" 

i sighed.

"well.. i could ask if you could move in here ? we have a spare room downstairs" 

We both laughed, she was always there to cheer me up. Even at horrible times like this.

At least she will be the only real person left in my life when my mom and Steven get married.