Meet Me in the Meadow

Dreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If anyone wants to save me from ending it, tell them to meet me in the meadow. I bet you no one will show up.
*One Direction Story* Please read! :) xxx


24. As Time Goes By

I sit on the couch of Harry's flat, and it is still as lonely as it was a month and a half ago. No boys to talk to, to tell them how my day was going. Life is just how it used to be, with no one to talk to. I have tried texting Harry multiple times, but I never got a response. Of course, he has forgotten about me. Why would he remember such a defenseless girl like me? He will come home, and almost forget that the girl he left behind is living in his flat.

 He comes home in a few weeks, and I am so nervous. Will he even want to talk to me? The thought of it makes me sick. I even tried contacting Niall and Louis, but they wouldn't answer me either. I sigh, and take some bread out of the cupboard to make some toast. I flick on the TV, and scroll through the TV until I come across a station that catches my eye.

 "Breaking News! One Directions, Harry Styles, is caught with the mystery girl! Who is she, and is this the girl of his dreams?" The News lady said, before the screen went black and to commercials.

 It felt like my heart was torn out of my chest and ripped into millions of pieces. The boy that I grew to trust and love, is in love with another girl. I don't know why this bothered me so much. It was bound to happen. A pretty girl like that in the picture, is bound to end up with Harry. Why would Harry even remotely like a girl like me? My brown curly mop of hair squiggled down past my shoulders. I have bruises and scars all over myself from my father's beatings. Who could ever possibly love a girl who looks like me? 

 People I guess hate me. School has been worse and worse for me everyday, and I have absolutely no one to talk to. Sometimes I feel like giving up, but I remember the promise I made to Harry to keep on fighting. That promise might not be held forever though. I can't stand this world, and everyone in it. Everyone is bound to hurt me one way or another, whether physically or emotionally. Right now, Harry is hurting me in ways that aren't even describable. He tells me to text him, and that we will keep in touch while he is gone, but makes no effort to talk to me. I feel betrayed, and it is not a good feeling. I trusted that boy, and now he gave me a reason on why I shouldn't. He lied to me. As time goes by, I just keep getting weaker and weaker. One more push, and I might just be driven off the edge.

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