Torn (One Direction)

**Flashback**

I laughed a cute bubbly laugh and looked over at my best guy friend.

"And that's the story of how I broke my wrist in first grade." He finished laughing and I looked at him. We were currently sitting in my driveway telling funny stories.

"Oooh! I've got one!" I exclaimed suddenly and he looked at me weirdly.

"Say it!" He said his deep voice, smooth and beautiful.

"Well, you know how I went to the One Direction concert a couple weeks ago?" I asked laughing.

He nodded. "Well I was VIP so I got to go meet them! It was me and like two other chicks.Well we got in there and they told us to sit and wait for the guys. So I sat down and a few minutes later the guys came in. They smiled and the other two girls started fangirling. Well, while they were talking, Liam came over to me and I was like really nervous, and we both know I get really shy when I'm nervous. So when he smiled at me I blushed and then he asked what my name was but, I couldn't talk. So a little bit after I'd gotten used to talking ot them I walked over to Liam and was like 'I'm sorry about earlier..I don't do to well talking to guys by myself..' I was blushing so badly. He was like "Well you're talking to me now, and it's just us.." I was just like "I know and I'm dying inside." So after we talked a few more minutes I handed them a card with my name and phone number. And some other things." I blushed and looked at him.

"You know for such a small girl, you can talk..A LOT!" Jake said and I laughed.

"Shut up! I know." I giggled and looked at the clock. "Shoot! I have to go. Pick me up in the morning, Jakey?" I asked smiling and getting out of his car.

"Sure thing Chlo-Chlo." He smiled, waved and drove off.

I walked inside and gasped as I saw my mom sitting on the couch kissing another guy!

"M-Mom, how-how could you?!" I yelled and took off running. I went out the door just as my dad was coming in.

"Hey, what's wrong, sweetie?" He asked catching me and wrapping me in a hug. I unwrapped his arms and ran out the door pulling out my phone and calling Jake.

"J-Jake." I stuttered crying even harder.

"What's wrong Chloe?" He asked and I just kept sobbing into the phone. "I'll be there in two." He said after he realized I couldn't speak.

**Flashback over**

Now, a year later, I'm sitting on a plane, on my way to the UK, to live with my aunt. A month after the divorce, my dad became a drunk. My mom died in a car accident shortly after. I had only one parent, and he wasn't fit to take care of me, so I'm being shipped to England, Cheshire to be exact., to live with my Aunt Melinda. 

A couple months after the divorce Jake and I got into a fight, so I have no best friend, no mom, basically no dad, and I've completely changed. I went from a petite blonde, to a petite jet black spiky haired girl who wears lots of dark make-up, listens to dark, depressing music,  and is mad at the world. But I still listen to One Direction. Just not a certain song.

Well, this has been lovely, but I'm going to drown out the world with my deep depressing music, blaring  loudly in my unformed ears.