Age is Just a Number

What will happen when a heartbroken 15-year-old girl, Mina, gets to finally meet her favorite band of all time, One Direction, and falls in love with one of the boys? They are clearly all older than her so will she able to gain happiness or be heartbroken once again?


15. Let me stay in your arms forever


I stood there, tears falling from my eyes. In an instant I was sobbing on the floor. I didn't understand. If he didn't want me, why was he crying? Everything I had left, bottled up inside came out. My wrist started to hurt, really bad. I was finally feeling the pain that I inflicted on myself. It was somewhat unbearable. 

After a while I was done crying. But it was weird. I felt fresh and awake. I didn't feel so sad anymore, I kind of felt happy. Not extremely happy, but just a little bit. I knew Liam was coming over soon, after some interviews. I forced myself to get up and get dressed. I slipped into the jacket Louis gave me, with a white tank-top underneath, and comfortable grey sweatpants that acted as jeans from A&F. I let my hair air dry into its soft wavy curls. I slipped on a pair of black knit UGGs, just as someone sent me a text. I picked up my phone to see Cheryll's name on the screen. 'Mina, even though we're so far away from each other, don't forget I'm still here for you.' I smiled to myself. This is why she was my favorite cousin. 'Thanks,' I texted her. 

DING DONG. I jumped a bit at the sound of the doorbell. I practically ran down to see Liam standing there with Niall. I smiled at them and waved as I reached the bottom step. I still wasn't in the mood to talk, but I was getting there. They looked shocked to see me smiling, but smiled back and waved. Mom was confused but she smiled too. "Mrs. Wright, I was wondering if I could talk to Mina, so may I take her for a little while?" Liam said to Mom. Mom nodded, hesitantly as first, but trusted Liam. I walked out to the car with the boys and waved to Mom, she waved back then closed the door.



I sat quietly in the back listening to Liam talk to Mina. "Mina... how are you?" Liam asked, driving carefully but also glancing at Mina. She did a 'so-so' gesture with her hand. She still wasn't talking. We drove a bit in silence. "Do you miss him?" I blurted out. I covered my mouth with my hand. She sat there for a second and then said, "A lot..." I couldn't help myself, so I said, "He missed you too." She turned in the passenger seat to look at me. I nodded, and I saw he faintly smile, but there also tears in her eyes. This time Liam spoke up, "How do you feel about seeing him again?"

She looked up at him as if he had said something wrong. Then a loving smile crept on to her face, "I would give anything up just to see him again."



I sat on my bed and just looked up at the ceiling. I felt sick and empty, like I needed something, or someone to take place of this vacuous feeling. "Dinner's ready," I heard Zayn's voice say. I looked over at him as his body hid behind the door, making me remember the first time I saw Mina. A small frame hiding behind her father. I shook my head at him and he left. I looked back up at the ceiling.

I had been staring for hours, listening to the tick-tock of the clock on my wall. My heart sank at the thought of never seeing or hearing of Mina again. There was a knock on the door. Harry's curly hair poked through and then his head. "What?" I said, a bit annoyed. I wanted to be left alone. "You have a visitor," Harry said smiling. I sat up a bit, confused. Then I sat up straight, staining to hear who Harry was whispering to behind the door. In a prompt motion, Harry pushed in the girl I was thinking of just a few moments ago. My heart started beating faster and faster. She stood there shyly, trying to hide herself, but failed and looked at the ground. I slowly stood up and took a step toward her. Her head shot up and she took a step back. I could see fear in her eyes, I could also see the pain I had caused her on her face. 

I opened my arms, holding them out to take her into a hug. She ran at me and embraced her arms around me and I hugged her back. I could feel her start to cry into my chest. I hugged her tighter. We just stood there, in each others arms. "I'm sorry," I said. She stopped crying and looked up at me. "I-I'm sorry too," she said with a little sniffle. I kissed her forehead and she rested her head against my chest.

"I want to stay like this... forever," she said.

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