Black is For Nightmares [completed]

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Dedicated to HorizonsMeet

UPDATE: As of September 27th I will start to edit this story, only for grammar fixes and such I'm not changing the story at all.

Sarahs POV
My name is Sarah Bingham. I'm 21 years old and an awkward ginger.
I have a normal life for someone my age. I don't go to college anymore though because the thought of being stuck in school for 4 more years scared me.
I dragged my legs over to the side of my bed and made my way towards my mirror and saw the frizzy birds nest of mine or others would say hair. Oh well, I'm not doing anything today. All of a sudden American Idiot started blasted from my black iPhone which could only be one person Lydia.

"Hey, Lydsies. Whats up?"

"Emergency. Meet me at my house."

"Why can't we go to mine? I don't wanna get up."

"Cause I'm enjoying my food. Come right now or I will go to your house and break all your guitars,"

That was her most used threat. But I knew she would end up doing it because it's Lydia. She hung up the phone and I groaned as I got up. Nope, not gonna happen. I looked down and saw I was still in my outfit I wore yesterday and realized that I should probably change.
So I quickly got up and got my black jeans and my white shirt and my black beanie. It was the summer but for some reason, I hate wearing shorts or anything that would show my legs in that matter. I grabbed my straightener and quickly straightened my disaster of ginger hair. My hair was pretty long for me, it was about mid back and I quickly reminded myself that I needed a trim. I grabbed my phone off the charger and went out the door. It was pretty hot today in California. But it was California it was usually hot, too bad legs I'm not wearing shorts. I walked into Lydia's house and I found her on her bed rocking back and forth. Her hair was in her natural waves and she had white shorts on and a light blue tank top and her glasses she wore all the time. She was super tan which I was kinda jealous about cause I'm as white as it gets.

"Lydia? Whats up?"

"One Direction! They are in town and oh my god!! WE JUST HAVE TO GO!!! THEY ARE GONNA BE IN LA!!"

Here's the thing about Lydia she is super rich, mostly because her Dad is a very famous engineer. He creates things for Nascar and other big car companies. She has 3 older siblings Susanna, Bethany, and Nathan everyone has moved out of their house except Lydia because they were all almost in the late 20s and married. None of them really looked like Lydia.
She's just a year older, but almost always I feel older than her, she refuses to 'act her age' quoting her new favorite One Direction song. But she also gives very good advice and does act her age when she needs to, like when I found out my Grandma died.

FLASHBACK

Broken. Confused. Hurt. that's all I could feel. My grandma was the most amazing person in the world and I can't believe she's gone.

"Sarah, she's in a better place now. Don't think of her as gone think of her temporarily departing before you see her again up there. She will always be there with you. Trust me. I know it hurts inside and it will it will hurt for a long time but you have to remember that she loves you and she wouldn't want you to be so sad and depressed she would want you to live out your life happy. Everything happens for a reason. You may not know why know but sooner or later you will find out."

END OF FLASHBACK

"We are going shopping my friend," Lydia smiled deviously.

And when Lydia means shopping she means buying out every store. Everyone at the mall knows her because she goes there at least twice a week if not more.

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"This atmosphere is probably my favorite!" Lydia beamed.

I liked the mall but I was here way too much due to my job at hot topic my favorite store in the history of stores. And naturally, I dragged her in there.

"Hey guys Sarah is here with Barbie!" Jack yelled.

Jack was the manager of the store and probably my second favorite person besides Lydia. He had a blue Mohawk and snake bites. He is amazing.

"Why do you have to call me that?" Lydia groaned while she rolled her eyes.

"Because you're perfect, hey babe," Cameron kissed her forehead. I resisted the urge to clap the OTP song.

Cameron was probably the last person you would think Lydia is dating he was super tall but muscular and had jet black hair, tattoos of random things scattered his body but not his face because Lydia said she will "break him" if he ever did. He had an eyebrow piercing but man was he attractive. For Lydia, I wasn't attracted to him.

"Hey! I wasn't sure you were working today,"

They were having their own little moment while I just drifted to space thinking. I walked out the door, they were gonna take a while so I might as well walk around and get something for her birthday even if it was in 2 months. As I walked out the door I got ran into by a strange figure who looked like a guy dressed in black.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry; I'm not even sure how I stay on my feet. Here let me help you out." He whispered. I'm not sure why but he sounded and looked familiar.

"THERE HE IS!!" a group of teen girls yelled.

"You've got to be kidding me,"

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the nearest store and pulled me into a fitting room. 

He took off his hood and I knew exactly who it was due to all the pictures that Lydia has shown me. Ladies and Gentlemen, I was in a fitting room with none other than superstar Zayn Malik.