The New Girl in Cheshire!

Nicole Johnson. No one special, just a girl from Cali. In 2010 she got accepted into a foreign exchange student program, and in just a week, she would be heading off to a new family, a new life in Cheshire. It doesn't take long for her to find someone she likes, but is the feeling mutual, or is it all a love game?

This is just a little notice that this story might contain PG-13 content in it. So if you haven't had "the talk" with your parents, stray from this story.
You were warned(:


11. "Bad News, Bad Results."

Two weeks ago, Felicity told everyone. One week ago, Anne found out. Six days, I've been seeing Dr.Garrett. 3 days ago, Harry and I started talking again. My life was rapidly falling from under my feet, and I couldn't catch up with it. One thing after another was happening, and I needed a break, and after today, I don't think that break is coming anytime soon.

I woke up at 6am Monday morning, way too early. I went on walk and took a pack of fags. Mercy. I ran into Sydney and Caroline. "Hey you whore! Going to jump off a bridge?" They both laughed. I walked over to them, taking a long drag. I stood 5 inches away from Caroline and blew my smoke out in her face."Maybe I will." I said and walked away leaving them there looking like a deer in headlights. I walked back home and turned on the shower. I did my routine. Hair, cut, body, cut, cut, out of the shower. I wiped away my blood and put on my uniform and pulled my jacket on over it. I curled my hair on that day of many tragedies. Harry drove me to school, an ambulance passed us on the way. "I wonder what happened!" Harry asked. "I don't know, if it's anything bad it'll be on the news." I shrugged. We got to school early. I hated when we got to school early, more time for people to talk. "It's okay, most everyone is over it." Harry promised, he grabbed my hand. We walked through the doors and everyone's eyes were on us. "They haven't forgotten!' I cried. "It's okay. Trust me." He squeezed my hand. "Can we not. I mean not yet. I'm still kinda mad."He let go, slowly and disappointed. "I understand. But you need to understand. They don't know about us and what we did. It was more than just sex. It still is more. I'm not going to leave you again." He didn't just say that. "I just need time! Just give me time, please." I walked away fighting tears. "I love you!" I whispered as soon as he was out of earshot. "I really do."

Leah wasn't at school today, I texted her at lunch, but she didn't reply, so I didn't really think anything of it. "Everyone report to the gym! Again everyone report to the gym, immediately." I wasn't eating anything so I went straight to the gym. Harry found in me in the crowd of people. "What do you think it's about?" He asked me. "Oh, I don't know, someone probably stole a crayon from the art room." We both laughed. He led me to the right corner of the gym and we sat at the top. Dean Patrick walked up to the microphone. "Well, I'm not really sure how to say this, so I'm just going to get to it. There was an accident this morning, and I regret to inform you this, but one of our students is a victim. Many of you know..." He cleared his throat, was he crying? "Many of you know Ms. Beers. She was driving to a gas station last night and a drunk driver hit her. He hit her on the drivers side. She isn't dead...but she is in a coma and doctors don't know when she will wake up, or if she will at all." I grabbed Harry's thigh ever so tightly. Then everything went silent. He was still talking but I couldn't hear a thing. My breath fell short and I felt dizzy! "It's okay Nicole! She'll be alright, everything is going to be alright." Harry tried to comfort me, but it was too late. I was a teary mess. I ran out of the gym and fell to my knees in the hallway. My best-friend, might die. I was only alone for a second or two. Harry knelt down and wrapped his arms around me. I just cried. He never left my side. I fell asleep and he carried me to his car. I woke up and we were almost home. "It can't be true. It can't be." I was chin deep in a pool of denial.  "I'm sorry Nicole. I am!" He grabbed my hand in his and kissed it. "I really am so sorry!" I cried some more. We pulled into home and the news got worse.

When we walked in Anne was crying. "Mum!" Harry yelled and ran over to his mom. "Whats wrong?" She just shook her head and pointed to me. "Nicole, it's your.." She stopped, her tears gave out and she couldn't talk. Robin finished for her. "Your mother called sweetie. Your sister, Alisa, she passed away. We just got the call half an hour ago! We're so sorry!" Robin even was crying. This day has been fantastic. Harry hugged me, so tightly. "Nicole..." I ran upstairs and flopped on my bed. My tears came out like a hurricane. My sister. Dead. Leah. Coma. I could hear Harry explaining what happened at school, and Anne cried even harder. "Go up there with her, son. She might say she wants to be alone, but she really needs you right now." Anne suggested. She knew me to well. Before I knew it Harry was laying next to me holding me tight. "How could I let this happen?" I said quietly. "I should have been there, for both of them." The thought made me cry even more. "Shh, don't talk like that! There's nothing you could have done." He comforted me. "Harry, I miss this! Just being with you! And I hate myself for it, but I do. Without a shadow of a doubt, I miss you." He squeezed me tighter. "I miss you too!" I cried until I fell asleep, with Harrys arms around me, I fell asleep.

I woke up at 9pm and Harry was gone, good, I could sneak off to the bathroom. I 'took a shower'. But even my cutting couldn't make this pain go away. I've never felt so depressed. I hate this feeling. I cleaned myself up and walked down stairs. "Hey sleepy head." Harry said meeting me at the stairs. "Hi. Anne, I have a question!" She looked up at me. "Anything love, what is it?" "Do you guys know how she passed?" She nodded her head. "Yes sweetie. Your mother said, well it was a secret. Alisa knew how much you wanted to come here, so she asked your parents not to tell anyone. But, she had leukemia." Anne's eyes teared up. "How did she keep that from me? Don't you lose your hair?" I was crying. "Yes, her last "haircut" was really a trip to the wig shop. Your mother payed for a tailor made wig to look exactly like her hair. I'm so sorry honey!" Wow! That's a lot to take in. I stayed silent, while I cried. "We're all here for you!" Robin added. I nodded my head. "Thank you guys! Is there a funeral?" "Yes, but your mom doesn't want you to come." "Yeah, she lost her sister when she was about 12. She said the hardest thing wasn't knowing she was dead. It was watching them put her sister in the ground. I'm glad she said that, I don't think I could watch that." Harry hugged me out of nowhere. "I'm so sorry!" He whispered in my ear. I kissed his ear lobe, "I know, I am too!" I tore away from him and ran up to the bathroom. "Goodbye pain!" I reached for the depression pills Dr.Garrett proscribed. I was going to overdose, and see my sister again.


Guys, I swear the depressing chapters are almost over! Thank you guys again for your support!

I just love One Direction :) Don't you!

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