The Inevitable

I've lost everything and when I've suddenly started a new life I'm thinking...
Can it get anymore complicated?!
It doesn't help with millions of girls hating on you. Directioners.
Someone I was. Their not the one being internationally bullied.
Their not the sister of a worldwide superstar.
Their not the one without a family...
They can't judge.

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3. Little Things

Tee

 Scattered everywhere near the entrance were an amount of girls camped out on the floor with heavy supplies meaning they'd been there for sometime. Thankfully, none of them were awake. 

Unfortunately, at the entrance there was a security guard bollocking my way in. His name tag was labelled as 'Paul Higgins.' Funny, the name seemed familiar somehow but rang no bells.

"Excuse me, can I go in?" I asked as I politely as I could muster up, hoping he'd say yes. 

At the moment, I felt like I'd break if there was anymore disappointment.

"No." 

I took in a sharp, deep breath to stop me from losing my patience.

"Why not?" I pushed him further because I was not in the mood and repeated, in a clearer voice, what I said in case he misheard. 

I mean I was allowed in any other day so what was so special about today? Must be the reason why the girls were sleeping outside. 

He looked down at my then back at me with a look showing he was slightly pissed. Did he think I was taking the mick? 

"You should know." He turned around as he spoke indicating the conversation was over. Not for me. I was on the verge of tears. 

"Excuse me but I've been through so much this week that I feel like I'm gonna blow up."

I tried to explain.

"My family's dead with none of my relatives willing to take me in and I'm having to live with screaming kids who can't seem to shut up and give me a little peace. Unless a miracle bestows upon me, then I'm going to have to live in hell while I'm slowly dying inside." I sighed for numerous reasons. "Can't I just get these little things? 

As I was about to turn around I heard another person. 

"Who you talking to, Paul?" Came a thick British accent.

I snapped my head up to see who spoke to find five boys whom I instantly I recognized.

 

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