It changed for the better. A Zack Merrick Fanfiction.

Life is a bitch. Especially mine. No one gets the pain I've been through and no one ever will .

I bet that everyone hates something about their life, however small it may be. It's human nature . But we just keep on living. Taking each day as it comes, in the hopes that someday , some day things might change.. they might change for the better.

But I , I had almost given up hope. I didn't believe anymore that my life could change for the better.. because as each day passed by , it kept getting worse. 

I bet you're wondering why I'm alive right now? Well I'm alive for music. Yeah . However cheesy it may sound. I am alive for music, as it is the ONLY thing that holds the capability of keeping me alive.

Hello. I'm Olivia. I may look like an average 19 year old girl but trust me, I'm not. Living with an alcoholic father is not the best thing ever. And having a mother who refuses to stand up for you? Well that's just like a punch in the gut. But here I am , taking each day as it comes. Living for music.

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I just had the best time of my life and I am happy as ever. (and I am rarely happy because .. you know.).

I just met my icons. The people who are literally the reason why I am alive and it was the most brilliant experience ever.Though I am awfully sad that the day came to a close . I am presently sitting at the venue of the 'All Time Low meet and greet'. Yeah. I just met the members of All Time Low and it feels fucking awesome.  I  met Jack , Alex , Rian and Zack and realized that not only were these men increadibly talented, but they also geniuenly cared for us, their fans. The thought made me smile, as I was absolutely positive that no one else in the world cared for me.

I had been a loner almost all my lfe. Well , when you have a fucked up family , you do come across as a totaly emotional wreck . It's almost like I have a giant neon sign flashing on my forehead that says "STAY AWAY!" or something.

I tried to brush away all my unhappy thoughts as I tried hard to live my happy moment and enjoy it to it's fullest. For as long as it lasts.

I'm sitting on a couch all alone in the empty room.

The meet and greet just ended about 10 minutes ago and I just sat for a little while , staring at the walls filled with posters of my favorite band. I didn't want to go home, simply for the reason that the place where I slept at night didn't feel like home at all.

Uh-oh! Unhappy thought allert! I shrugged it away and stared at my sneakers.

They were ordinary red converse high tops except for one thing. They were autographed by Zachary Merrick. Bass guitarist for All Time Low.

Well let me put this straight. I love the man. If I had to pick a favorite member from the band, it would be him. He was increadibly good looking and he had the kindest heart ever. He was everything a girl could want in a man.

My thoughts were interrupted by the 'ting' of my cellphone. I checked it and saw that I had recieved a message from my mother.

"Olivia. Your father is not in a great state right now. He has had a bit to many drinks.."

A bit too many drinks? Fuck he does this every night.

I continued reading" and he mumbeled something about you coming home. I suggest that you don't come back home tonight. I mean just incase he does something. Crash with a friend"

hahaha friend. I see what you did there. good one.

"or in the car. Take care and come back in the morning. I love you".

Bullshit she loves me. If she did.. she would have left that man 19 years ago.

A tear rolled down my cheek. This is not the first time I've had to crash in my car out of the fear that my drunk father might rape me or attack me if I went home. I had done this a few times before..., and I hated it. I cursed my life in my mind as more and more tears rolled down my face.

"WHY ME!" I yelled out in frustrasion.

I heard the pain filled sound resonating and echoing throughout the empty room.

I burt into tears. Almost suddenly, I heard the door creek open. I dug my face into my cupped hands and I didn't bother to look up. I thought it might be some cleaning staff.

I began to cry even more when suddenly , I felt a gentle pat on my shoulder and heard a familiar voice say "Hey, what's wrong?"

I looked up and saw Zack Merrick. WOW. This is just what I needed i my lame loserish life right now. Great. Zachary Merrick was watching me howl. And the worst part was, that I couldn't stop the tears.

"There there", he said in his gentle and calm voice. He sat down beside me on the couch and I instinctively hugged him. Yeah. I needed a hug right now. I dug my face into his warm muscular chest and becan to cry even more as he genly stroked my hair.

"What's wrong?", he asked, cupping my face in his hands, forcing me to look into his eyes.

"Um.. nothing." i grumbled. 

"Well it can't be nothing now can it?', he said with a gentle smile.

"It's just that.. I really don't feel like talking about it." I said to him. I felt like shit right now and even though Zack was trying to comfort me, I just couldn't get my self to tell him all my problems.

I felt another stream of tears gush out of my eyes and I stuffed my face into my cupped hands , once again.

"Hey , hey! please please don't cry. I'm sure it can't be that bad Olivia", he said in an attempt to comfort me.

OLIVIA! He remembered my name. It made me feel a little better.

"But it is bad Zack!" I said in a very shaky voice."It is bad! You don't know how many times I've thought about giving up on life.. .. but I haven't. I didn't. I lived .. for.. for.." I stopped.

"You lived for what?" he asked.

"For music. Your music. It's the only thing that's getting me through right now." I said. I raised my head up. My watery blue eyes met his beautiful green ones.. his eyes were filled with compassion.

"Okay I'll tell you what?" he said with a smile. "How about, , you and I go out for a cup of coffe, or cocoa. Whatever suits you." he said.

What?! Zack Merrick just asked me out for coffe! He is literally the sweetest person I know.. and right now it seems like he geniuenly cares about my crap life. It's a good feeling to know that someone, whoever it might be , cares about you.

I nodded at him with a very weak smile and he got up from the couch and offered me his hand.

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Hey everyone! Please tell me whether I should continue this or not. It would mean a lot. Thanks! :)