Love what you can't have

-Moving to Miami didn't seem... right. Something was going to happen, I could sense it. I knew it. But I didn't ever think it would change my life like it did...

Violet, your not so typical teenage girl who's father is by the way a billionaire, had to move to Miami from London. Never in a million years did she think that she would meet five boys that would change her life the way they did..


25. Midnight Walk

When I curled up I must have fallen asleep. Why? Well the sun was setting and when I had gone to sleep it was noon. I relaxed before stepping out from under my blankets and felt the cold breeze push against me. I stumbled out onto my balcony and looked at the boys tour bus. The lights were on which meant they weren't in the house. As I was in sweats and a shirt I got redressed. I put on a white v-neck shirt, a mid-thigh black skirt and a denim jacket. I grabbed a bowler hat from the hook as I ran down stairs and let my hair fall loosely around my shoulders. I grabbed some platform sandals and went out the back.

I ran through the garden that was out lined with white fences. I pushed open the fence and  walked onto the beach, kicking the sand as I went along. I watched as some kids partied. I even got invited in but I was in the mood for partying at this moment. I wanted to go home so bad! I looked at the houses as the lights around the island turned off. I eventually (after about four laps of the island) came to mine. I sat in front of it singing along to a song that had got stuck in my head. I felt tears building up in my eyes.

I know you may think that I'm just crying over a stupid death and all. But that's not just it. Lately I've been getting hate from everywhere. I been sent letters, messages on Facebook  tweets everything and I'm sick of it. I sometimes wonder if knowing the boys is any good at all. That sounds so selfish but if you were in my place you'd probably feel the same. Their my best friends but I just don't know if being friends with them is a good thing. I've decided its time to make some decisions.

I won't be staying around the boys any longer. I'm moving back to Britain with or without anyone. The boys won't ever know where I am and I will find others. I pushed myself of the  ground and brushed the sand off of me. I walked back into the house casually and was just about to walk into the kitchen when I noticed my the boys talking to my dad in there. I backed away as quietly as possible. Well until I backed into Alex.

"Trying to avoid someone", he raised his eyebrows.

"Why'd you care", I sneered raising my eyebrows. I heard the kitchen door opening and quickly ran and hid under the staircase. I saw the boys walk out of the door. Phew. I ran to the kitchen where my dad was staring intently at his laptop doing so work business. I sat down in front of him and planned out what I was going to say to him. He was going to need some definite persuading. 

"Dad I want to make a deal", I whispered.

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