I finished packing, I looked at some old pictures of me and my friends from Mexico, yes I used to live there, I couldn't help the tears from falling, one, two, three tears. I remember everything that happened there, how my father got killed in front of me, how my brother abandoned us and left me and my mother alone. My mother got a new boyfriend thinking she might replace dad, but he couldn't replace him, no one could.
After that we moved to America, on the hope of finding a better life for both of us, but it actually got worse, everyone bullied me in school, people said I was ugly, they said my name was disgraceful for me. Then I met Annie, and I thought all of the suffering was gone, but it didn't.
*FLASHBACK*
"I can't wait for the pajama party!" My supposedly best friend Annie said.
"know! Me neither!"
My mom picked us up and drove us to Hailey's house, for the pajama party, it was all going really well.
"Guys, I'm really sleepy, shall we sleep already?" Hailey said while rubbing her eyes.
"Yes! I'm sleepy too!" Jess yawned.
"Goodnight girls!"
I slept, then I woke up because I heard laughs and saw some flashes, I opened my eyes and they filled in tears. My hair was gone, I was only wearing my underwear, and I was in the beach.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
After that, everything changed, I started cutting myself cause it was just too much to handle, and I thought that by letting my blood go, my problems would go with it, but they didn't.
And that's why I'm here now, that's why I'm moving to London, it's the only memory of my father. I finished breakfast and called a cab to pick me up. I said goodbye to my mother and promised to call her every day. The cab got here and it drove me to the airport. Terminal C.
*All passengers for flight 288 to London please make a line here to start boarding the plane*
That's it. This is my opportunity to make a better life, to be happy.
Without doubting it twice I gave my ticket to the lady and boarded, I looked for my seat and I found it, I got the window. I tried to sleep but after 3 minutes five guys entered making a lot of noise. Two of them sat by my side, they were cute. The one next to me (middle) had blue/green eyes and brown hair, and the one on the other side had curly hair and lovely dimples. I tried to sleep once more, but then again they were really noisy, I grabbed my I Phone and played some music. Dear John by Taylor Swift. I totally love Taylor Swift; her songs are so inspiring, and beautiful.
I was sleeping beautifully until I feel someone staring at me, I gave it no importance, but the stare was more intense, I slowly open my eyes and I can feel 5 pairs of eyes looking at me. I yawn and then stretch hoping they would stop staring, but they didn't.
"what?"
"oh, sorry." A blonde guy said from behind me.
"it's just that you've slept for 3 hours and haven't moved." Te guy besides the blonde said.
"and we thought you were dead."
"well, I'm not, so you can stop staring." Little harsh there Beau.
They turned around and I think they fell asleep because I heard nothing but the plane noises. I grabbed my I Phone and started to see my pictures, my eyes filled with tears, but I wouldn't let them go, or that's what I thought until I saw a picture of my dad with my mom, brother, and me. I started sobbing as quiet as I could, but I didn't work that well.
"um... Are you okay?" The guy sitting next to me had a a really worried look, Gosh am I that loud?
"yes, I'm fine."
"no, you're not, what happened?"
"It just hurts too much."
"what?"
"leave it, you wouldn't understand." I'm actually sarting to get annoyed, no means no.
"then explain it to me."
" Why would I? I don't even know you!"
"fine, my name is Louis, Louis Tomlinson, I'm 20 and I'm in a band. What about you?"
"My name is Beau, Beau Higgins, I'm 18 and I'm a nothing."
"you're much more than you think you are honey."
"no I'm not! I'm absolutely nothing! I can't do anything right! And everybody seems to hate me because of that" By this time I wasn't even bothering on trying to stop the tears.
"no they don't. They're just jealous of you!"
"please, why would they be jealous of me?"
"I don't know."
"exactly! They're not jealous!"
"Well they don't hate you either."
I don't know why, but Louis hugged me, I hugged him back and all my tears stream down. He rubbed my back, and I felt secure in his arms, protected. After I finished crying I broke the hug and immediately blushed because the four other guys were staring weirdly at us, I only looked at Louis and saw that I had ruined his shirt with my makeup.
"sorry." I pulled his short a little.
"don't worry, I'll buy another one."
"no, I'll buy it"
"no, it's okay."
"but I ruined you shirt."
"so? It doesn't matter, really."
"fine."
"would you like something to drink?" The flight attendant said flashing the most fake smile I've ever seen.
"no thanks."
"tangerine juice please." Both the curly haired guy and I said.
"okay" She opened some drawers in her little cart thingy and took put the juice and a pair of paper cups.
"Omg you like tangerine juice too?" I pointed at Harry who was a little amused too.
"yes! I thought I was the only one!" He laughed. OH MY FUCKING GOD. His laugh is literally the most angelic thing I've ever heard.
"I thought that too!" I joined his laugh.
"I'm Harry, Harry Styles." He stretched his hand for me to shake. Poor Louis, in the middle of all our stupidity.
"Beau, Beau Higgins."
Harry and I started talking, we were talking a lot so I changed spot with Louis, I found out that Harry, Louis and the other 3 guys were in a band together, they're name was One Direction; I had no idea who they were, but apparently they were pretty famous cause when we landed zillions of fans were waiting outside the airport with lots of signs.
Both Harry and Louis gave me his number and invited me to a party with the boys, I said yes since it'll be good to get to know someone and make friends.
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Unbroken *DELETING SOON*
FanfictionMeet Beau Higgins, the typical lonely, anti-social girl who's been put through hell. Her father died years ago and it's always been her dream to live in London, it's finally coming true.