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


36. Lovers Quarrel

I watched my blunt faced father drive away in the back of the squad car, handcuffed. It shouldn't be breaking my heart, but it does. Finally, when my father starts showing some sympathy, he gets put in jail. I sat on a bench outside, cops finally done asking questions, so people could come and talk to me now. I looked up to see a blur of a boy, and sooner or later his arms wrapped around mine strongly. I hugged the boy back, and looked up at his eyes.

 "Mason." I breathed, crying now onto his chest.

 "Shh, everything will be okay now. Why didn't you tell me this was happening?" He asked, hurt showing in his emerald green eyes. 

 "I didn't tell anyone....but Harry." I whispered, now a little bit of anger showing in his facial expressions.

 "Why do you trust him so much..?" He muttered, grinding his teeth together, making a sort of crunching sound.

 "Because...I just do." I reply, fiddling with my fingers nervously.

 "We see each other everyday! When do you see this boy? Like once a week? He is a pop star, Amelia, he is going to break your heart!" He yells, making me flinch, but he still stayed pretty angry.

 "He wouldn't hurt me.." I tell him, tears now brimming in my eyes.

 "He is world famous! One day he will say he loves you, then the next minute he will be off making out with some other girl!" He shouts at me, his face turning a bright red.

 "He's not like that!" I yell back, but not very loudly.

 "And how do you know that! He could be off with another girl as we speak, You would never know! You are such a naive little girl, how can you not realize this!!!" He now screams, sobs now escaping my mouth.

 "Why...why are you yelling at me...?" I cry, bringing my knees up to my chest on the bench.

 He sits down next to me, pulling a strand of my brown curly hair to the side. I immediately slap his hand away, a look of fear on my face.

 "I'm sorry..." He whispers, now tears forming in his eyes.

 I just stare at him, slowly inching away from him. He brings his hand out to me, and I screamed. I screamed louder than I ever have in my life. His eyes begin to fill with sorrow, as he quick grabs me and pulls me onto his lap. I just sit there, kicking and sobbing, but he still has a firm grip on me.

 "Let me go!" I yell, trying to get myself free.

 "Please stop..." He mutters, crying tears of both sorrow and fear.

 "LET ME GO!" I scream.

 "You heard her, let her go." I hear another voice growl from behind me.

 I quick turn around to see a familiar head of brown curls, and bright green eyes. I pry myself free from Mason, and cry into his chest. Harry wraps his arms around me tightly, not letting me go.

 "What are you doing here?" Mason barked at him, now getting up from the bench.

 "I just got back from the doctors...they had to fix up my scars from the beast that they just took away. Now it seems I have to deal with another one." Harry scowled, clenching his hands into fists, pushing me slightly behind him.

 "I am just trying to warn Amelia of you. You are going to break her heart." Mason tells him, taking a step towards Harry's direction.

 "I would never do that. I love her." Harry replied, flipping his hair to the side. "Why do you care anyways?"

 "Because....because I love her..." 

My face grew shocked, and before Harry could do anything to hurt Mason, I stepped in between them. Bad mistake, because before I knew it, I was throbbing with pain on my left cheek. I was in the middle of the lovers quarrel. Great.

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