Pen Pal.

Ashley (Ash), is moving to London with her recently divorced father. Ash is 17 years old. She doesn't know anyone there, so she decided to start writing to another boy that lives in London. Once she moves to London, she is dying to meet him. She is very surprised to who she finds. One Direction. Which one does she fall for. What happens when her past bites her in the butt. What about her best friend Alex, she has to fall for one of them too! How does she cope about her dad? And the biggest question, which one of her friends killed him? Read it to find out!


2. Whoa, who are you?

Ashley took the keys out her dad's hands and rushed to the front door and slammed it open. She took one gigantic look at the huge house and dropped her mouth to the floor. She ran upstairs and chose one of the four bedrooms and thought about the colours she could paint it. She ran back downstairs leaving the keys on the ledge on one of the walls. She helped her dad with the boxes sitting in the bed of his truck. She set them down in the living room and went back for another load. The moving van arrived right after them, even though they left before them. They helped with the furniture, and where to put it. After they finished Ashley's dad paid them and they were on their way. 

Ashley's P.O.V.

  The house was gigantic. I couldn't help but smile really big. In the back of my mind was how much I missed my friends back home. I shook it off then started unpack, just then the door rang. "I got it!" I said running towards the door. I opened the door to see a woman a little younger than my dad greet me. "Hi! You must be Ashley," She said shaking my hand. I looked so confused. "Oh, you don't remember me do you?" She asked looking disappointed. I shook my head no. "I am an old friend of your dad.." She trailed off as my dad started walking to the door. I got pushed away by the lady, a little rude if you ask me. "Ash, this is Mary.. She used to watch over you when you were little." I pondered for a second then I remembered her. I remembered how shen wouldn't watch me, she would only "babysit me" so my dad would grow fond of her. She used to place down my parents wedding photos and act like I was her slave. I was only five years old and she thought that I could cook and give massages and be her Butler. Yeah, I remembered her. "Oh.. Yeah, Mary" I said with a little bit of an attitude. She continued to smile at me like there was nothing wrong. "I am going to start unpacking my room." I said walking up the stairs. "Do you need help?" I heard Mary ask, I pretended like I didn't hear her and shut the door behind me. The movers had already put my bed, dresser, and desk up. The left my round chair folded and the boxes up against a blank spot on my wall. I pulled out the box I had placed my computer in. I got it out and put it on my desk, I opened it up and turned it on. I had gotten a reply from Alex, "I hope you like it in London, I will be there in two weeks." I smiled to the fact that she will be with me in London the whole summer. I closed it back and started unpack my clothes, sheets, and random stuff that I keep in my room. After my bed was made, I plopped down on it, I turned over on my back and stared at the ceiling. I cringed to the thought of the past couple of months. It had been hell for me, with my mom, my "friends", and well drama. It had been crazy. It felt good knowing that I will get a fresh start here. Nobody knows who I am, or my past. The only downside is that I had to leave Alex along with my other no so close friends. I patted the bed looking for my phone, I opened it up to Twitter and pasted through the stupid tweets, and the dramatic ones. This one girl posted "I LOVE ONE DIRECTION!!!!" I laughed to myself. I don't get obsessed over famous bands because I would never get a chance with them. There was just no use into wasting my time like that. I saw Alex's tweet, it read "I LOVE ASHLEY DENTON!!!!" I knew she was mimicking the other girls' tweet. I replied with a big fat 'LOL'.  I closed my phone and lay it down by my side. I closed my eyes and before I knew it I was fast asleep. 

I woke up and looked down at my phone, I had received a twitter notification, an e-mail, and a text from my ex boyfriend. The light of the phone was blinding. I had slept for about two hours. I read the message from my ex boyfriend Steven. 'Ash, I miss you. Text me?" I cringed to the thought of him. He broke up with me after cheating on me. I didn't even get the pleasure of dumping his ass. He did it before I could. I deleted the message and popped out of bed leaving the thoughts behind. I remembered that I had an e-mail and reopened my phone. It was from Zayn. 'Hey Ash, have you made it to your house yet?' I replied as soon as I finished reading it. 'Yeah! We can hang out tomorrow?' I walked downstairs and to my surprise I saw Mary. I had almost forgotten about her presence. "Hey chickedee, have a nice nap?" I nodded and then brought my dad to the side. "Why is she still here?" I asked a little annoyed. "She is joining us for dinner." He said smiling at me like it was okay. "Oh yay!" I said sarcastically. He dropped his smile and shot me a cold stare. I put my hands up in defense and walked up to the table where Mary was sitting. She smiled at me like she wasn't only here because she missed my dad. Now that he wasn't married she was going to do everything to win his heart. "Ash, we can go shopping together and I can walk you around London if you want?" I looked down at my phone before answering and I saw Zayn replied saying he was busy the rest of the week. My dad looked at me, and I could see that his eyes were begging me to say yes. I sighed, "Sure." 

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