Fate (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Warning: This story may contain many harsh scenes and curse/swear words.

Meghan. Officially 18 years old. Dip-dyed brown hair.
I have something to say now, just a few words, and I think it can describe my horrible life story.

X Factor. One Direction. Best Friends. Caroline Flack. Betrayal. Love.
Those ten words will help you through my story.
The story, I will never regret telling to everyone, because this story? Its worth hearing, at least I think.
I hope you understand where I'm coming from, because if you don't, then stop listening.
Why did I mention Caroline Flack? She's my mother.
Meaning me? I'm Meghan Flack, her daughter. I was second placer in the X Factor, the same year One Direction was on it. They were my best friends until my mother had to ruin our relationship and they betrayed me saying the worst things, until one day, I bump into them, and I keep up my hatred for them. But there's a thin line in between love and hate. Will I be able to keep myself on the side of hatre

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10. Begin Again.

 

"What happened to you and Lou?" 

"We secretly dated the last few shows on the X Factor." I mumbled,

Small gasps escaped their lips, me looking at them as if they were crazy,

"I was his rebound. After breaking up with Hannah, him I mean. But I never knew that. And after the show ended and they were kicked off while I won runner-up, he called me again and asked me for forgiveness, of course, I rejected. The answer was already so oblivious to him." I said,

"How dare he, use your innocence before you. No wonder you hate him so much, right?" Selena asked,

"Yes," I cried, as the tears dampened my cheeks,

I didn't think of this as an insult, or anything mean. I only thought of it as something that made me stronger.

And nothing else can make me stronger than this.

I wasn't bothered by the fact that they had entered my life once again, in fact, they never left it.

They were always there. Why? Because I hated them; all of them.

"Go on twitter. Now." Claire said, scrolling through her black colored BlackBerry,

"Yeah Meg, go on twitter." Treanna agreed, also scrolling through her sleek white BlackBerry,

"You wouldn't guess what's trending." Selena said, staring at the screen,

"What?" I said, unlocking the new, sleek black iPhone I had recently bought, and as you may have guessed, yes it is the iPhone 5.

"Why the hell is Marry and Heghan trending?!" I shouted,

Chastity looked surprised at my reaction, but she would get used to it sometime soon.

I tweeted. @MeghanOfficial: Shaddap.

I hope that annoyed him enough as much as it annoyed me, because I hated every single bit of him.

I clicked on the article that was linked on many tweets. Attatched to the link was a picture of Harry holding my wrist as I walked away from them in front of the Flack household,

'Harry Styles and Meghan Flack, romantically involved?' the article's title read,

'Harry and Meghan, the daughter of Xtra Factor host Caroline Flack and 2nd runner up of the X Factor Series 7, was seen outside of Caroline's household, Harry holding onto the hand of Meghan, looking lovingly at each other, before Meghan left to run some errands.

Flack (Meghan), was seen moments later at a Starbucks franchise talking to some friends and a worker, smiling at one part, most probably talking about her romance with Harry.

A source tells GossipPolice that Meghan said, 'I'm in love.'

What do you think of Meghan and Harry? Do you ship Marry? Tell GossipPolice on the poll below!'


I frowned at the article, none of it was true.

I was not looking at him 'lovingly', I was glaring at him;

We were not holding hands,  he was gripping onto my wrist;

I did not say I was in 'love', I said that I hated him so much;

And I will never love Harry.

Why?

Because I'm in love with Louis.

Since when was I in love with Louis?

Since he came back into my life.

I grabbed my guitar, and told them,

"I wrote this song recently, I'll be going to studio tomorrow to record it," 

Starting to strum the intro, I sang along.

"Took a deep breath in the mirror
He didn't like it when I wore high heels, but I do
Turned the lock and put my headphones on
He always said he didn't get this song but I do, I do

Walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early
And you stand and wait
And I walk to you
You pulled my chair out and helped me
And you don't know how nice that is
But I do

And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does
Is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again

You said you never met one girl
Who has as many James Taylor records as you
But I do
We tell stories and you don't know why I'm coming off a little shy
But I do

But you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does
Is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again

And we walk down the block to my car
And I almost brought him up
But you start to talk about the movies
That your family watches every single Christmas
And I won't talk about that
For the first time, what's passed is past

'Cause you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does
Is break and burn and end
Then on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
Then on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again." 

I began to cry after the song finished, sobs more likely.

I poured all of the feelings that was currently in my heart at the moment,

Everything I was thinking of,

Everything I regretted,

Everything I doubted,

Everything and everyone I trusted,

Everything in the whole world seemed to stop as I sang my feelings.

He left me, the feelings stopped, I was depressed.

He came back, and the feelings started from the beggining once again. The butterflies, the sparks, the glimmer in my eyes came back, the lovestruck look that I had before, it came back.

This all started again, the feelings I mean, after  Chateu Marmont. After I went home, I never told you that I stopped for a while and wrote the song down.

I knew it was perfect for my story.

 I knew it was the perfect puzzle piece, although it wasn't the last puzzle piece, it still fit perfectly into one of the many empty spaces after all of the other pieces were thrown off when my heart was broken and shattered into the millions of pieces it was just a few weeks ago.

All I had to wonder, was if he loved me back.

Did he love me back?

I think he does.

Does he?

We'll see.

I stopped crying when I heard something in my head telling me to stop and think about everything that's happened to me in the past two years.

And just as I was in mid-thought, my phone started to ring.

 

 

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Louis' POV (I know right, you're probably like 'FINALLY!')

I took a deep breath as I realized my feelings for her.

Her. Meghan. The girl. The one who's heart I broke just before the finals, and she was so depressed that she sang a sad song, and yet, she poured all of her feelings into it, giving her a bigger fanbase than ours. I was proud of her for that.

But I wasn't proud of myself for breaking an innocent girls heart.

She had never done a thing wrong to me, she was actually kind, sweet and innocent.

And yet, I asked for her back, even though I knew I didn't deserve her.

After we did what we did, she grew stronger. Tougher than the innocent girl we knew.

We wanted forgiveness. No, we needed forgiveness. It was the only way to bring the old Meghan back.

More likely, I wanted the old Meghan back.

Because I loved her then, but I still love her now, even with the big gap difference.

I picked up the new sleek black iPhone off of the counter and dialed Meghan's number.

The dial tone echoed in my ears, and after several rings, the dial tone stopped.

"Hello?" her voice croaked, as if she was crying,

"Meghan?" I asked,

"Yeah?" she answered,

"I love you." 

 

 

 

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Author's Note:

Whaddap my peeps?!?!?!

Nothing? Oh...okay.

COMMENT PLEASE.

OH AND I SHALL CALL MY READERS 'SASONISTAS' BECAUSE I'M LAUREN SASON AND SASON IS MY LAST NAME.

Louis and Meghan: OKAY LAUREN CHILL WE GET IT YOUR LAST NAME IS SASON THAT'S WHY YOU'RE CALLING THEM SASONISTAS.

Whatever, maybe you guys should chill or something like that.

Anyways, byeee! :DD

 

xoxo,

Lauren Sason <3 

 

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