I WANNA BE WITH YOU

CHAPTER 1: I WANNA BE WITH YOU

“shut the door, turn the lights off i wanna be with you i wanna feel-“

“SCARLETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!” 

Ugh, my mom again. As you heard, my name is Scarlet. I’m 16 in America with my little brother Shane. And not to mention, my mom is a drunk. Every day I can either find her laying on the couch passed out with an empty bottle on the floor or at the local bar. But I have my brother to keep me grounded. My brother is the only one who will listen to my music, he’ll support me no matter what. Since I was very little I grew up listening to the greatest singers from Brittany Spears to The Dixie Chicks. Before my mother turned into a drunk she was a bus driver.. I remember sitting there on the bus singing to myself about anything I saw like a tree or a tire on a car. It was quite silly actually. The music is just in me. 

I can hear my mom stomping up the stairs to my room with that smirk on her face she always has when she’s wasted.

“Scarlet, why the fuck are you singing when you should be cleaning the house. I thought you could at least do me the favor.”

Hah… or I could just walk out the door right now and never look back.

“Yeah mom I will.”

she slams my door and screams “I’M GOING TO THE BAR, THE HOUSE BETTER BE CLEAN BY THE TIME I GET HOME”

Shane opens my door slowly and i can see his head pop in-

“Hey, you alright? Mom seems like shes going off the deep end tonight..”

“Yeah, i’m fine Shane. Will you help me clean though? There’s way too much to do on my own.”

He agreed and we cleaned the house listening to our favorite band, One Direction.

One direction is one of the best bands I have heard in a while. All music is now is auto tune and rapping, where did real music go? Can i even call it music anymore? My favorite of them all would have to be Niall Horan. He is so amazing, but I wish he had more parts in the songs. I feel like he’s not noticed as much as the other boys. My friend Becca from school has meet and greet passes but decided to bring her friend from camp. I wish she knew how much that hurt me, but it’s alright.. I’m always everyone’s second choice.

Shane and I finished after an hour of scrubbing the house top to bottom spotless.

“Scarlet, go grab your guitar.”

I ran upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed my guitar out of its case. We both sat on the couch smelling the booze stained in the cushions, it gets sickening after awhile. We started going through the One Direction album and singing all the songs until he fell asleep. 

I kept playing, even though he was a sleep, it felt like he was still listening to me. 

One of my biggest dreams is to sing with Niall. Every once in a while I tweet to him telling him how much I would appreciate the opportunity but he’ll never see my messages. I’m invisible. But even though I know he will never see me, I still try. I take out my phone and go on twitter and type “@niallofficial it would be lovely if I could sing with ya one day babe.xx” Shane starts snoring so I take him in my arms and bring him up the stairs to his bedroom and tuck him in. On the way into my bedroom I turn the TV on to the news and lay on my bed. Out of no where I hear a ring from my phone, and then my heart skips a beat.

It’s Niall.

Niall actually saw my tweet… is this even possible? But the best part of it is what the tweet said..

“@Scarlet3 I can make it happen sweetheart. xxx”

That night, I fell asleep smiling for the first time in 3 years.