Save Me part one

 I'm not like most 13 year olds.
I've had an okay life, I lost my dad to suicide this year January 7th. I also dealt with getting made fun of up until the beginning of seventh grade... But through that I changed my self so much. 5th grade I was goth, 6th grade was a prep, and 7th grade I was vintage. I only changed because I didn't want anymore hurt.
I was always underestimated for being unintelligent, even though I was a straight A student. I felt as if I was different from everybody else, and they would always try to put them selves in my place and relate too me, and if they tried I'd be mad because they can't and they're we're trying to make me feel better and I hate sympathy. Sympathy is fake. I was always getting flirted with, but never had a guy actually call me beautiful, it was always hot or sexy, which isn't exactly a insult, but I'm only 13. It would make me feel scared, I felt in danger and I wish my Dad was there to protect me...

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5. That night

Me and Addy decide to have a sleepover at her house, the whole time I thought about Niall. "should I paint my nails neon pink or neo.." I interrupted with "should I text him?" Addy looked at me and laughed. "what?" I said, "Its funny how one guy made you completely oblivious to the people around you, an go for it" she replied. "But what should I say, hey Niall I'm the girl who go stuck I the arch with you, no, how about just a simple hey?" I questioned. "Good idea, I'm gonna go get us some chocolate chip granola bars from down stairs," she answered "k". I hesitated to press send, but I did...
I waited long and anxiously for him to reply, I picked up Addy's one direction book and began reading. "Hi-ya, catch," she threw the granola bar to me. She startled me when she walked back in. "So, you really like him don't you?" she asked. "Well of course, I still couldn't believe yesterday tho..." I was interrupted by my phone beeping, 'who is this??' it read. Me Addy decided it would be better if we called him. The phone rang a few times before he answered. "Hello," he said, his irish accent was so amazing to hear again. "Hey, Niall uhm, it's Jacquline..." I built of the courage to say. He didn't speak. "So uhm what happened to you, you left really early, Niall" I hesitated. "I had to avoid the paparazzi, and if I wouldve stayed to walk out with you guys, they would think I originally came there with you and assume that we were a couple..." he exclaimed. "Oh" I said feeling hurt, "I got to go, bye" I hung up before he had a chance to say bye. Why was is such a bad thing if the paparazzi did think so, I felt uglier than ever. But why would he be so nice to me when we were stuck in the arch? The shirt, the sunset, the comforting? It started to fade away as if it were really just a dream, only problem, it did happen. I was gonna have regret for the rest of my life. Addy left to use the restroom, I turned on I should've kissed you and sang along as tears rolled down my cheeks. Why was I always do scared to make the first move, I really should've kissed him while he showed sign of attraction...
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