Fifteen.

97 4 1
                                    

I got up off the ground and swung hitting Niall multiple times. Ed heard the ruckus and came in. He grabbed me and pulled me off of Niall who was bleeding every where.

He placed his hand on his nose trying to stop the bleeding. He got up and walked over to me.

I though he was going to spit on my he had so much hate in his eyes. But he reached down grabbed my left hand. Pulling my engagement ring off of it.

"Hey!" I shouted

He turned his back and walked out of my house. Out of my life. And that was the last that saw of him...

~3 months later~

Cops gave up the search for Zoe awhile ago. I haven't receive a phone call from her. No letter. Nothing. It makes me sick to my stomach. I kept her room exactly the same. Posters of boy bands and horses cover the walls. Toys and clothes on the floor. Sometimes after I finish a bottle of whiskey I just sit on her bed and cry. Some times after a fifth I scream at her one direction posters. I scream at him.

I've gotten calls from all the boys except Niall. Harry and Lou even stopped by once. They were 'passing through' about two months ago. I was beyond wasted, even though it was noon. I found I have a strong love for coke.

The boys gave me a long speech blah blah blah I'm ruining my life. I just blew them off.

It was Friday night which means my bands playing tonight. I do my hair put on a pair of black super short shorts, a studded black bra, and a cut off jean jacket.

I cut up 3 lines of coke. One for strength, one to clear my mind, and one for good luck.

"I'm going to be unstoppable tonight" I said to my self in the mirror finishing up my dramatic makeup.

I get in the car and head to the bar. I fling open the doors "Darlings I'm here!"

The bar is still kind of dead the groups of regulars and Lila.

She throws up her arm "oh lovely how I missed you so!" I lean over the bar kiss her cheek and give her a hug. In return she handed me a bottle of Jack. I saluted her and headed to the stage said hi to the band and we started playing.

The bar was packed.

"Thank you wall for coming out tonight!" I shouted "were going to take a short break but don't worry well be back to rock your fucking faces off! Cheers!" I raised my bottle, took a big swig and the crowed cheered. I jumped off the stage being greeted by everyone. I made my way quickly to the bath room. It's a signal stall room so I lock the door and wipe down the counter where the sink was. I took a small vile out and made myself another 3 lines.

As I snorted up the last one there was a pounding on the door.

"Hold on I'm almost done!"

I wipe my nose to make sure there wasn't anything there. I flushed the toilet washed my hands and opened the door. To my surprise a cute curly headed fellow stood in front of me, joined by my favorite little ginger.

"Ed! Harry!" I wrap my arms around them "what are you guys doing here!?"

"It's good to see you. You look... great!" Ed said looking over my skinny body. "And I have a show here tomorrow"

"And I have a week break so I thought I'd tag along and see my favorite little scrapper!" Harry cut him off fake boxing me.

"You better watch it Style's or I'll have to kick your ass too!" I said punching him in the arm. He pretended to cry till a big biker gave him the stink eye.

Beautiful DisasterWhere stories live. Discover now