With a lump in my throat, I looked down to place the sticker with my number on my shirt. When I looked back up, I took in the scene before me and nervously gulped. The waiting area was filled to the brim. There were literally no seats left, and so I backed into a corner, leaned my back against the wall and slumped dow...
(if you're looking for an annoying, badly written story, here ya go bc I wrote this when I was 12 pls don't @ me) It all started with a contest on Twitter for Jazzella Morgan and One Direction to meet. She didn't care about the contest. She didn't even know that she WON the contest! And, she didn't really know One Di...
I silently stared out the window. I had been here for three hours, just staring at the spot in the driveway that her white BMW had been parked next to my navy blue camero for three and a half years. For three fucking hours, I had tried to force at least one tear to fall, but the tears just weren't there. The usual sti...