Summer Love

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Everything was perfect.Or at least that's how she made it seem. Abby was dating the captian of the football (American football) team. She had caught him cheating on her a few times before this, but she was alone, so she pretended she didn't see anything.. One day Abby and Sarah were walking in the park. They found Tommy making out with some random slut on a park bench.


1. Why?

Abby’s P.O.V.

He left me standing there. Broken, hurt, and dying inside.

*10 Minutes Earlier*

Sarah and I were walking in the park. Everything was perfect until I saw my “boyfriend” Tommy practically shoving his tongue down some hoe’s throat. I just stood there, unable to form words.

“Tommy!! You’re a fucking asshole!” Sarah screamed knowing that I couldn’t talk at the moment. He turned and looked at us. When he saw me he rolled his eyes and whispered something.

“Who’s the two skanks??” the hoe asked. I didn’t recognize her.

“Just some hoes that go to my school.” he replied with a shrug. They went back to putting their tongues down each other’s throats. I fell to my knees and buried my face in my hands. Sarah walked over to them and pulled Tommy of the bitch.

“We aren’t the hoes here,” she said. “SHE is.”

The hoe gasped and slapped Sarah across the face.

“OH HELL NO!” Sarah said. She looked pissed and ready to fight a bitch. “Sarah, it’s not worth it…” I said trying my hardest not to break down. “Why?” I asked Tommy. He smirked.

“You wouldn’t go far enough.” he said like the answer was obvious.

“Sorry I’m not a fucking whore like that bitch.” I said motioning to the hoe.

“She has a name ya know.” he said angrily.

“Yeah? Well guess what. I don’t give a fuck. You’re an asshole.” I said now on the verge of tears. I stood up.

“And you’re a fat bitch.” he said nastily. With that he left me standing there. Broken, hurt, and dying inside.

                                              *Present Time*

I looked over at Sarah.

“Why couldn’t I have been good enough?” I asked her.

“Hunny, you have morals. He just wants her because he knows he can get in her pants.” she said attempting to make me feel better. I walked over to a bench and sat down with my legs pulled into my torso, and rested my chin on my knees. Sarah came over and sat down next to me. No one said anything, we just sat there. After what felt like 3 hours the sun started setting.

“You should get home.” I told Sarah.

“You need a ride?” she asked.

“Nah. I’ll call my mom to come get me.” I told her, and gave her a reassuring smile to let her know that I was alright.

“Alright call me tomorrow. Okay?” she said with a comforting smile.

“Yeah.” I said before she started walking home. When I knew she was gone I pulled up my jacket sleeve and starred at the old scars. I pulled out the pocket knife that I kept in my pocket for self-defense, call me crazy but anything can happen in Miami. I opened it and let the sharp silver blade come in contact with my wrist. I watched as the blood flowed out. It was a nice color. It reminded me of Niall’s red polo.


*Flash Back*

“You ready Abby?” Sarah shouted up the stairs to let me know that she had arrived.

“ALMOST” I shouted back.

‘HURRY!” she shouted, reminding me of her impenitentness.

“CALM DOWN! I NEED TO LOOK GOOD TO MEET THE BOYS!” I yelled back giddily. I had the day all planned out. When I meet the boys they’ll think I’m awesome because I will be like the only girl not screaming or crying. Then he will invite me to hang out with him and the boys. Eventually we will fall in love and he will ask me out. Then we will date for three years. After three years we will get married. One year after we are married our first child will be born, a boy named James Austin Horan, then two years after James is born our second child will be born, Elizabeth Lee Horan. Then we will live happily ever after. The end.

When I was finally finished getting ready we left. Twenty minutes later we pulled into the empty parking lot of the arena the meet and greet was going to be held. The only vehicle in the parking lot was the big 1D tour bus. I started panicking.

“Sarah, please tell me we are extremely early and not late.” I said.

“We are about three hours early.” she said with a devious smile.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because.” she said simply.

We got out of the car and went to the door of the arena. I guess they didn’t expect fans to be there three hours early so the doors weren’t locked. We walked in to see Liam and Niall helping Paul set up. I guess they didn’t hear us walk in. we just stood there and watched them until Up All Night came on. Then we started jumping around screaming the lyrics.

They stopped what they were doing and watched us fan-girl. Then Moments came on. This time we didn’t jump around. We stood there swaying side to side and sung the lyrics like a normal person.

Sarah sung Zayn and Liam’s parts while I sand Louis and Niall’s. we sung Harry’s part together. Niall’s part came and I started singing;

“Close the door, throw the key, don’t wanna be reminded, don’t wanna be seen, don’t wanna be without you, my judgment’s clouded, like tonight’s sky.” I was getting teary-eyed but I could see Niall looking at me with his jaw on the ground.

When the song was over I was crying, Sarah was crying. The boys were clapping and smiling at us. I saw a tear making it’s way down Niall’s cheek. I walked over to him and wiped it away with my thumb.

“Wouldn’t want to get tears on that nice red polo of yours now would we?” I asked with a smile.

“Tanks.” he said with is stunningly beautiful Irish accent that made my knees go weak.

“What’s your name love?” He asked.

“Abby. Abby Rhimes.” I said with a smile.

“That’s a beautiful name.” he said, still smiling.

“Thanks.” I said blushing and looking at the ground and playing with my jacket sleeve. That was a mistake.

“Why are you wearing a jacket? It’s like 100° outside.” he said looking very confused and slightly concerned.

“Well… umm…erm… I get cold easily?” I stammered.

Abby, don’t try to pull that shit with me. I’m not stupid. I may have only known you for about 20 minutes, but I know when something is not right with someone. Why?” he said/asked, concern taking over his voice. I pulled up my sleeves and showed him my cuts.

“Abby,” he said concerned.

“Shh! You tell anyone! Okay?” I said nervously.

“Alright. Just promise me one thing.” he said.

“Yeah anything.” I said.

“Stop. Please?” he asked hopefully.

“Okay Niall.” I said satisfied that he wasn’t going to say anything to anyone.

The rest of the meet and greet went well. I got all the boys numbers. Sarah didn’t though… she fan-girled to much.

*End Of Flashback*

“Abby?” a familiar Irish accent asked.

“Niall?” I asked, my voice still shaky.

“Abby, what’s wrong?” he asked. Then I realized I broke the promise I made him.

“Shit.” I whispered to myself.

“What?” he asked. I couldn’t tell whether I offended him or if he was just concerned.

“N-nothing.” I said looking at my feet.

“Abby Lee-Anne Rhimes. What’s wrong?” he asked a little getting a little frustrated.

“I-I broke m-my promise.” I said, not taking my eyes off the ground. I didn’t want to look up and see the disappointment in his eyes.

“Okay. Which promise?” he asked. I took a deep breath.

“The one that I made to you when I told you I would stop.” I said. He sighed.

“Oh Abby. What happened?” he asked. I told him the whole story. He was so mad I could practically see smoke coming out of his ears.

“Where does this cunt live?!” he asked. I could tell that if Niall ever saw Tommy he would kick his ass.

“Niall, he’s not worth it..” I said . He looked me in the eyes and started singing What Makes You Beautiful. As corny as it sounds I still loved it. We sat together on the bench. I was curled up in his lap crying as he sang to me. Eventually I gave up on fighting sleep and fell asleep while he was singing Moments.

~A/N~ Hey! So this is the end of chapter one. I'm sorry I'm really terrible with updates. Please forgive me. This is my first Movella. Well here comes chapter two! Hope you like it! xx~

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