Chasing Cars (A 1D fanfiction)

Chapter One

The cold December air met me as I walked down the steps from my friend's house. Some friend she was. How do you forget that - since your parents aren't home for the weekend - your friend is coming to stay the night? And how do you 'forget' that James was that same friend's boyfriend? And how could I have been so stupid to not see that this was coming? I let out a small chuckle as I realized if I had said yes, I wouldn't be walking home single and friendless.

I walked about a block before that chuckle turned into a horrid sob. I was shaking with tears as tremors wracked my frame over, and over again. I could barely put one foot in front of the other, let alone see where I was going. I was able to control my waterworks long enough to see there was a bench sitting about five meters away from me. I quickly stumbled towards it, planted myself on it, and dropped my bag just in time for round two of sobs vs. Lana.

I continuously tried to stop the tears from cascading down my face, shouting at myself, pulling at my hair, digging my nails into my palms. Anything. But nothing worked. it started raining lightly, and soon enough I was crying so hard I felt like vomiting.

"You know, crying is good for the body. Let's it get out the things we try hiding."

Startled by the sudden voice next to me, I jumped off the bench. Only due to the tears clouding my vision, I didn't realize where I was putting my feet, and I stumbled, falling onto the cold, hard sidewalk.

"Whoops, sorry! I didn't me to scare you. Here." I looked up at the mystery man, you could tell it was a man because of his voice, and saw a hand being held out to me.

I took it, muttering a small 'thanks'. The strong arm attached to the hand pulled me up almost instantly, requiring almost no effort on my part.

"No problem. Are you okay?"

I sat back on the bench, giving my helper a skeptical look. He had dark hair, slightly dampened by the rain, that looked to reach his ears. He was clad in a red sweatshirt, and light blue jeans.

"Wait, that was a bad question." he grinned.

"Yeah, just a little." my voice was very hoarse, probably due to all the crying I and been doing recently.

His grin was erased from his face as he looked at my seriously. "Do you want to talk abut it?"

"Ah, sorry? I just met you and you already want me to tell you why I'm crying?" Was this guy insane? I probably wouldn't tell my mom for a week!

"Sorry, love. Would you like to go get a coffee and get to know each other better?"

I contemplated this for a moment. I just met this guy, and it's late, and my mom thinks I'm at Jenny's house. Jenny... The girl I grew up with, the girl who must tore my heart from my chest the minute she decided to tear into James.

Another round of tremors wracked my body as more tears poured their way from my eyes.

"Shhh, it's alright!" the boy sat there - quite awkwardly - and started rubbing my back slowly as I put my head into my hands. I was beyond a wreck, this was just horrible! And here I was, crying so hard, in front of a guy.

"No!" I protested. "it's not alright! I just walked in on my boyfriend and best friend! And she knew I was coming over! I was supposed to stay with her tonight, and what do I find? Certainly not a bowl of popcorn and nail polish!"

I wasn't sure if he heard anything I had said, but I felt better knowing someone knew what had just happened.

I laughed as the hand on my back paused for a split second, and I heard a sharp intake of breath.