chapter 1

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Megan's POV

I woke up because of my alarm beeping. Sighing, I got out of my bed. School is horrible. I just stay there listening to things that I really don't want to hear. I got inside the shower and washed all the pain away. The hot water rinsing makes me shiver and my tensed muscles relaxed. After a 20 minute shower. I wrapped a towel around my body. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair. When I was done I looked at myself in the mirror. I don't like my body. I am really fat. I walked out of the bathroom and walked in my room. I looked for my scale and stepped on it. 114 lbs. I'm still so fat.

I walked to my closet and started to look for something to wear. I found some undergarments and grabbed plain black leggings, a white top and a plaid shirt, I left the buttons of it open because I had the top on and some white ankle white converse. I applied some eyeliner and mascara. I was done with everything a needed. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked at my blue-green eyes. I looked at the broken girl that hides behind the mirror. Scenes of my unforgettable past flash through my head. I quickly blink away the tears, I don't want to ruin my makeup. I grabbed my schoolbag and went downstairs to see my daddy looking at his phone. I looked up at me and gave me a smile. I gave him a fake smile but sure he bought it.

"Hey sweetheart. Sleep well?" My dad asked. I just nodded. I scratched my front wrist instantly regreting it. I flinched at the pain. I looked at my wrists. They had new scars on it. I hid them with my shirt. I grabbed and apple and munched along. I heard mumbling coming down the stairs. I looked up to see my stepmother Gabrielle talking to my stepsister Hannah, her daughter. She 'smiled' at me whilst Hannah just rolled her eyes at me. I actually don't speak to Gabrielle. She is my mum's sister and my dad cheated on my mum with my aunt. Since that day I don't speak to her. 

"Hey... Megs. How is it going?" She asked I got closer to her and munched my apple in her face looking into her eyes and walked away. She knows I don't talk to her but she just insists. I grabbed my car keys and closed the door behind me. I threw my apple away and spit the piece that was inside my mouth. I never get a 'goodbye, I love you' from my dad. I guess my dad doesn't mean it. I got inside my convertible white Porsche Cayman my dad got for me in my 16th birthday this year, thinking that it would make me so happy that I would talk to Gabrielle. Yeah right, Like it was gonna happen. I turned the radio on. Pompeii by Bastille blasting in my car. This song makes me remember my past. since I was 9 to 11 I have always being the fat kid. I looked like a basketball ball. I thought I was cool and that I looked pretty but  one day I looked threw some pictures of that time and I was really sad. I am so consumed by my past that I can't let it go away. Memories of those hard times get inside my head over again and this time I can't help the tears. Suddenly I felt myself sob. Why is life so hard?

I quickly wipe my tears away when I see my high school. I look in the mirror and a sigh of relief came from my mouth because my mascara didn't smudge. I looked into my red eyes. I closed them screwed shut so they won't be that red. I eventually got out of my car before closing the door and locking it behind me. I put my key inside my pocket and started walking to my class. People where giving me there usual stares. I felt tired once again. School is so boring when you don't have any friends. I guess that when you have people harassing you nobody wants to talk to you. It was already the last period and I was already walking to my car. Thank god they haven't seen me today. As soon as I said that to myself, I saw Allie, Lara and Emily looking at me. They smirked and started walking over to me.

"Well, well, well, Look who's here?" Emily said raising an eyebrow smirking crossing her arm over her chest.

"P-please don't do anything to me" I said closing my eyes hoping the best.

"Aw look she is pleading us. Should we listen to her?" Lara asked and they where all silent

"I guess that's a no" Allie said pulling my hair throwing me to the floor. I hit my butt with the floor and I groaned in pain. I quickly sat up but pain flashed throw my cheek as she smacked my face. tears started to fill my eyes soon falling down my face. Why is this happening to me. What have I done to them? 

"What did I do wrong for you to treat me this way?" I asked freely instantly regretting by feeling Emily pulling my hair to get closer to her.

"Sweetie just by living" She said as she threw me to the ground once again. They all left me alone. In the ground, my cheek hurts, and my head as well. Tears start to spill from my eyes like a waterfall. Sobs and whimpers escaping my lips. The words she just said really did hit me. I stood up and drove. I don't know for how long I was driving for but I didn't stop. I just wanted to go away. I saw a little opening. It was a Forest it was gorgeous . The sun light shining making the trees look white. I stop and got out of my car I looked it and walked inside.

I looked around, shocked by it's beauty. The colors, it's brightness, all of it makes me feel, happy. I touched the trees still looking around. I walked a bit closer and leaned against a tree. The sun light shining in my face. I sat down still leaned into the tree. I closed my eyes. A smile spread across my face. But this time it was a real smile. I breath in the scent of it's smell and exhale happily. Suddenly I heard the bushes move. I looked back and saw a boy. Maybe 3 or for years older than me. He had sparkling green eyes and brown super long locks that hung low to his neck. He was wearing a Rolling stones shirt and skinny jeans with some converse. I stood up planning on leaving him alone.

"No, it's okay. You can stay" He said motioning me to seat down again which I did. He smiled at me, his pearly white teeth showing me happiness. I smiled back, a weak smile. not showing my teeth. 

"You come here often?" He asked seating Indian style in front of me. I shook my head.

"I-I just found this place and thought it looked nice" I said looking around

"Yeah it's nice" He said. I heard English accent in his tone. He stared at me and I didn't know what to do so I just shuffled my feet looking to the ground making him chuckle which made blush a deep shade of red.

"What's your name?" He asked me looking into my blue-green eyes. 

"Megan. What's yours?" I asked him confidently he smiled at me

"Harry. Harry styles" He said with a soft tone. There was silence for a moment but soon it was interrupted by him saying

"So what's the reason for you being here?" 

"I... wanted some space" I lied and he just nodded. I was not going to ask him back. What if it was personal?

"Well. I am here for the same reason" He said. I looked back at him. I studied his face. His hair was brushed back in a quiff, his green eyes where a nice emerald tone, his lips her plumped pink and heart-shaped.

"Done checking me out?" He asked with a smirk plastered in his gorgeous face. I blushed madly and he just chuckled

"I don't mind, you are cute" He said and I smiled at him. He stared at me for a while

"why are you starting at me?" I asked curiously he smiled at me and stared into my eyes

"Because you are beautiful" He said with a look I couldn't recognize.

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