Shit, they weren't supposed to find that. It's a page from my notebook. The one where I keep all my deepest, darkest secrets. Oh, God, now what?
"Katie, what is this?" asks Ashton.
"I've got a notebook, where I keep all my deepest, darkest secrets. My mum knows about it and so does my dad. I didn't want you guys to find it, but now you have," I say, beginning to cry.
"Ah, don't cry. It's upsetting to see someone so nice crying," says Calum. I like him; he's nice. I just sob, hiding into Michael's shoulder. I do this for several minutes. The bell goes for 3rd period.
"Don't worry, you've got a pass to get out of lessons for the day," says Luke. I nod. I then look up. Ashton passes me a tissue and I blow my nose and dry my tears.
"I must look a mess," I say, giggling.
"Nah, you look so perfect," says Michael.
"Standing there in my American Apparel underwear," I sing. They laugh.
"Can you sing to us?" asks Michael.
"Sure." I say. I like singing. It transports me to another world and takes my mind off things. I decide to sing Further On (Up The Road) by Bruce Springsteen.
After I sing it, the boys look amazed at me.
"You were bloody great, Katie," says Michael.
"Thanks," I say, blushing.
Suddnly, I feel a pain so bad, I could faint. I see my hands. They're as white as a sheet. Shit. It's happening again. This is what I feared. This is the 4th stomach obstruction.
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The Girl With Scars | A Michael Clifford Fan Fiction✅
Fanfiction18-year-old Katie isn't perfect. She has scars from experiences that she doesn't want to talk about. The scars are 18 years worth of hospitals, operations and cannulas. The stories behind the scars, well, they scare her. One day, when she's at schoo...
