Roller Coaster

TME - Texts and Anger

        It's only been two days since I met the boys at the park, and I miss them like crazy. I guess it could just be from how I barely get nice human interaction. Niall hasn't been able to text me that much, and it kind of worries me a little. I don't know what it is about that cute little Irish boy. Just how I was about to drown my lonliness with music, I got a text. Who was it from? Of course Niall.

Sorry I haven't texted you as much babe. I've been busy with the boys and tryin to get us somewhere. Yanno? -Ni x

I smiled at his thoughtfulness and how high his hopes were for their small talented band. I hope they get somewhere, but I'm scared to lose my little secret. 

It's all good, Ni. I just miss you and the boys. Hang soon? I miss your lonely hand :) -Mea x

Of course babe. How about tomorrow? Your house? I know your dad will be at work, right? I can't wait to make your hand less lonely :) -Ni xx

        This boy will be the death of me, in a good way. I just smiled and replied with a simple 'yes' and of course a heart. I guess for the rest of the day I'll just do what I always do. Wait! I have options: listen to music, sleep, social media, or clean. I'll take a short nap, since I haven't been to bed yet. I rarely do that on the weekends. Also considering I'm an actual insomniac. I hate taking my pills for it. Why get rid of something that is a part of me? Oh well it's whatever. Like everything else.

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        I wake up and it's 5 pm. My dad should be home by now. As usual at this time, I go downstairs and talk to my dad about my day, then he tells me about his day. On days he has off is when we do fun stuff. Today he isn't home on time. It worries me a little but maybe he's just really busy at work. Afterall, he is the editor-in-cheif of some huge magazines. I couldn't tell you which ones because he doesn't want me too involved with his work.

        I decided to heat up leftover burritos. I don't eat much, so I don't cook much. Dad says I used to cook with my mom when I was really little. I don't remember doing so, but I do remember that my mom cooked a lot. Most times it was for herself and it wasn't good either. I mean it was drugs so yeah. .........Sometimes I just really hate what my brain does to me, you know? I've never fully accepted that my mom was a drug abuser/addict whatever you wanna call it. Sometimes anger just pours into me and I can't cool myself down. It's like molten lava in my brain. I should just eat my burritos and forget I ever thought of her today.

        I really can't wait for tomorrow. Seeing Niall again. Glimpsing over to see Harry star-

Mea? It's Harry. I was wondering if I could bring a friend over with us tomorrow? -Harry, obviously x

More the merrier I guess. Maybe then he won't be so fixated on me. I told him yes and that I'd see them tomorrow. Like I said, I can't wait. Afterall, tomorrow is my birthday.