❝I act like everything is fine. I laugh at people's jokes. I do silly things with my friends and I act like I have a carefree life. It's funny though, when I come back home. I just turn off that that mental switch. Then suddenly I break down. I feel so alone, empty, tired, I can't exactly describe how I feel into words. It's like I have 2 different me's. One for the public and one for myself. Only if they knew. Only if. Would they care or. Is that what you want to hear Harry? ❞ Carla is furiously shut her eyes.
She just open up about her self in front of Harry Styles. His high school crush. They no more in high school so that's a relieves.
Harry fucking Styles.
In other side, there Harry stood in concern, confuse, and shock. He couldn't believe if Carla Sullivan, the carefree and cheerfully Carla is faking and actually acting about being carefree and cheerfully.
"Carls, why didn't you tell us? I thought we are friends?" Harry smoothly spoke up. Carla chuckling. "If I tell you peoples you would've leave me because I am just- just another fat girl in high school that didn't deserve a life" Carla tired of tough acts, she's break down anyway.
Her knee weaken, she fell into the hard wet pavement. London just rained. "I am not good enough. Even the guy I likes won't even look me the way I look him. I understand where's he coming from" She weakly states.
Harry rushed to her side. He got into one knee to help her balancing. "Carla, you're beautiful and I know that guy must've so damn blind to not noticed that. And love, you've done enough"
If only he knew.....
And that's prologue of Different Me this idea just popped when I read some quotes on tumblr. And yeah, I am on of the quotes above. It's like a diary for me.
I have like never open up to my friends, all they knew that i am some carefree and cheerfully girl in high school with big dream. I did have my dream highs. But I know my place.
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أدب المراهقينThis is the story about me, the girl with two different me. This is the story of how good actress I am, I can pretend and faking my happiness. Just to make people smile, even I have to cried myself. ©copyright 2014 missingnotess [Different Me]