Chapter 6

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Amy POV:

It's been a week since I came back home, me and Amy text each day to keep other sane because we couldn't meet up, even though she lives close by our families want us to say home because they said that they misses us.

I was on twitter where everyone in my time line was talking about some new rumors about every celebrity I know.

"We need to get our shit together, we should not believe everything we read, most of this stuff r lies" I tweeted.

My mother walked in the room to watch tv with me and the rest of the family.

"So Amy, how is school for you?" my dad asked.

" It's good actually, just done with the first semester exams, which I believe were easy, " I said, smiling, because I know they expected me to say that it's hard.

"That's good, " my dad said 

" Ha, easy!, that probably means you failed, you just don't want us to know how hard you find this " my older brother James said.

I looked at him and said " Ha, no!, that means that I studied so much and passed my exams" smirking  I turned to my phone, after it vibrate in my hands.

"GUESS WHAT!! :))) " Olivia texted 

"What? :) " 

Olivia's Pov: 

I hate my life, I hate my family,  half an hour ago me and my family were having dinner and then out of no where they started talking about me and the uni and started shitting me, saying how I should not go to Uni, that I should get married to some guy, and that women are only made to get married and have kids and be a 'slave ' to her husband. 

SEE!! My family is fucked up and also my life is. I was done with their shit so I left the dinner table and here I am, lying on my old bed, phone in hands.

"I'm Sorry I'm not what you wanted " I tweeted, yeah this is depressing.

"I'm really upset right now :'( " I tweeted again, I needed to get this sadness out somehow.

I looked to my right and I saw my sketch book.

I got up and got a pencil, opened the book and started sketching.

Since I was a kid they started to tell me what to do and what I should not do, they tried to control my life and the worst thing is they don't want to hear my opinion on these things, the things about my OWN life.

After I finished sketching I hold my phone and take a picture and I was about to post it when I saw that I got a notification from twitter, I go there, post the picture and see that I already have a DM.

"Hey, you ok?" I saw the DM from harry, I DMed him back 

" Mmmmm, no honestly"

"Want to talk about it?, it's ok, If you don't I can understand :) " 

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