I was bullied by Louis Tomlinson: Intro- Moving to Doncaster
"Mum, do we have to go?" I pleaded. "Carli, do you have to eat?" She replied. We were moving from our home, that i lived in since i was born, in Manchester & exchanging to a brand new one in Doncaster.
"But why this job? There's plenty others here." "Don't even start Car, we've had this convosation a million times already! Now will you just go get the last box in your room." I turned around towards the stairwell & stomped up the carpet covered steps. I walked into my room-- old room, it's painted a light-blue color, my favorite, with white carpet, & a large white window seat. It looked so plain now just one little box in the middle of the floor. But i could still see all of the memories, the memories that i would now be leaving behind for a plain house in Doncaster.
I felt tears welling in my eyes, threating to spill. I walked over to my wall, running my hand over it, more memories flashed into my mind. "Hun, are you okay?" "Mum... i don't want to leave." "You'll love the new House, just go get into the car i'll get the box, okay?" "Yeah, thanks Mum." I walked outside, breathing in the fresh Manchester-smell, boy am i going to miss this place.
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"Carli, Carli, CARLI! Wake up!" Someone screamed in my ear while shaking my body.
"Wha-a?" I asked. I guarantee i've never been so tired in my life.
"We're here, at the new house."
I felt my body jolt up. Let's see how 'Amazing' this house is.
I lifted my body from the tan leather seats of my mum's Mercedes & slammed the door . I looked up at the beige house, it was huge! It's a 3-story house, surrounded by decorative plants & a stone walk-way leading up to the door (her house --------------------------->).
"Mum, this is massive!" My mom is a clothing designer, we're a pretty rich family we always have been. I looked around the neighbor-hood, it's nice & quiet & there were little children playing in the street a little girl with golden blonde locks & a very hyper little boy with chesnut-colored 'beiber hair'. I looked across the street from our home & saw one that was a little bit smaller than ours, there was a boy with tusseld chesnut colored hair, but about my age looking back at me,he was actually cute. Maybe the change from Manchester-to-Doncaster isn't so bad.
[A/N: Soo this is just a short chapter about her moving to Doncaster, next chapter will be longer- this is just the beginning. And everybody go fan @NutellaCoveredHazza we're writing this story together thanks
-Carli xx]
Written By C00kiesandIrishcharm
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I was bullied by Louis Tomlinson
Fanfiction"Your worthless, fat, & ugly. You stupid bitch!" He exclaimed as his hand made a hard impact on my face. Story of my life. My mum got a new job, in Doncaster i hate moving schools-- everybody looks at you like your an alien, & take weeks to finally...
