You'll Find Us Chasing The Sun...

Part 1 - About Me..

*IMOGEN'S POV*

I woke up to the sun blinding me through the cracks in my window. It was nice to actually wake up to good weather since every morning this week it had done nothing but rain. Kinda reflected the way that I was feeling really.

You see I recently broke up with my boyfriend. I used to be with Max George...you know him from The Wanted. Yeah. He used to be my boyfriend until the day he cheated on me with my best friend. Turns out they had been sleeping together behind my back for nearly four months at the time I found out. They both apologised and said they never meant to hurt me. How can they not hurt me?

My bestfriend and my boyfriend...the two people I thought I could trust most in the world...slept with each other and left me broken hearted. Life is a real bitch sometimes and if I could change my past; then believe me I would. I would go back and make sure I never met Max in the club that night, I would make sure it was Taylor - the bitch that slept with him once we got together. I hate them both so much and the night I found out was the worst night of my life. I hated myself and blamed for it happening. I don't know why I blamed myself. It's not my fault he can't keep it in his pants.

Look at me going on about how depressing things are right now. Let me tell you a little about myself -

My name is Imogen Cook. I had long, wavy brown hair and bright blue eyes which, in my opinion, were brought out more by my slightly tanned skin. I wasn't the tallest of people but I was pretty skinny, some people worry about my weight but I'm happy the way that I am so I'm not going to change because they don't like it. I'm very girly...if I see anything which is pink and fluffy I just have to have it and I do enjoy dressing up. In my wardrobe you'll find enough dresses to fill a whole shopping centre - maybe even more and don't even get me started on my heels...I've got over a hundred pairs; some of them I've never even worn. You won't find many pairs of jeans in my drawers and you'll be lucky if you can find a hoody. I like to dress to impress and I showed what I had.

Come to think of it, maybe that's what Max liked about me. That fact I didn't hide my body, I had it on show for everyone to see. Did he ever really love me or did he love me for the fact he could just sleep with me? I really hope he didn't just use me for sex, that would completely destroy me and any my confidence...