My Last Hope (1D fanfic)

Hey guys! so I'm trying to actually write a good story and stick with it. So if you like this chapter please comment and tell me!! Otherwise I wont know whether to continue or not...

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"And they say she's in the class A team, Stuck in here daydream, Been this way since eighteen" I sang softly as i played the guitar. I knew this song so well I could play it in my sleep. I kept practicing though because my best friend finally got me to post a video of myself singing on youtube. I know I'm not good. That's all my family ever tell me. I'll never be good enough to make it one day. I believe them to. But I promised Sam I would do this for her so here I am in front of my small camera trying my best not to screw up.

"Shuttup! god Tracy you suck!" The familiar voice of my older sister rang through the halls until I finally had enough. I packed up my guitar and my camera and walked to Sam's house. I knocked on her door and she answered almost immediately.

"Family again?" She gave we a knowing look.

I nodded weakly and she pulled me inside.

"So why do you have your guitar with you?" She asked. Without a word I unpacked my camera and set it up on her nightstand. I carefully unzipped my guitar case and balanced my guitar on my lap. She looked confused so I began talking,

"I decided to post myself on line to prove to you that I'm not as good as you say." I looked down at my instrument and felt the tears well up in my eyes. I wished everyday I was good enough to make it in the music industry but I knew my dream would never come true.

Sam chuckled to herself and patted my shoulder. "Good. Now people will see how talented you are." she walked over to her bed. "So which song are you playing?"

I thought about it for a moment and said "Either A team or Lego House by Ed Sheeran"

She gave me a huge grin. "My favorites! your should sing A team though, You always perform that song better."

"Oh, Okay" I said before getting up and pressing play. The little red light told me my camera was recording so I started to strum my guitar and sing the best I could. A few times I looked over at Sam who was texting somebody. That's the difference between us. She has hundreds of friends and I only have her. But she always assured me that I was her Best friend.

When I was finished Sam got up and pressed stop on my camera and started clapping, I blushed and put my guitar back. As soon as everything was put away Sam dragged me to her bed and we uploaded my video to youtube. Fifteen minutes later my phoned buzzed in my pocket. I looked at the caller ID which read 'mom' and answered quickly.

"Hello?"

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!!" My mother shouted

"At Sam's house we were-" I was cut off

"I DON'T CARE. GET HOME RIGHT THIS INSTANT! YOUR CHORES HAVEN'T BEEN DONE!"

I sighed and hung up. I swear I'm their personal maid. My family doesn't even pay attention to me unless they need something done.

Sam and I said our goodbyes and I walked quickly down the street back home. As soon as I entered my father stepped in front of me.

"Watch what your doing! stupid girl!" I was used to this kind of thing. I mumbled a sorry and walked up to my room to put my things away and then walked back down stairs to do all of the cleaning. I honestly hated my life here, No one cared about me. They all used me. Sam was literally my only friend and I was constantly bullied at school and at home. My only escape was music.

When I was finally done cleaning it was almost 10 O'Clock at night. I made myself a sand which and went back up to my room. I was thankful it was Saturday. I turned on my old laptop and logged onto facebook. Sam messaged me and told me that she sent my video to some kind of band she loved. I shrugged it off knowing that the band would never notice someone as plain and boring as me. I slammed my laptop shut as the sudden realization hit me. Why did I even post that video? No one was going to notice me. And if they did they were not going to think I was any good.

With that last thought running through my head, I quickly dozed off quietly.