Sad, Beautiful, Tragic.

This is about a girl. A plane Jayne if you will. Not the most beautiful girl, but pretty in a subtle way. She was odd with corks and wasn't perfect but perfect in her own way. She was the nicest girl you would've ever met. Genital and kind heated. This is how 5 boys of every girls dreams noticed her. They became friends but nothing more. Until things started to change-BIG things- and emotions flickered and things were never the same. This is the story of how a small town girl met some troublesome boys.


6. Chapter 6, Who?:C

 Chapter 6, Who?:

(Same cloths from last chapter on polyvore.)

“It's not that I don't like to club, it's just that I have enough sense not to make a fool of myself.” I reply sarcastically, still not opening my eyes to look at the boy. He chuckles lightly and I can feel his eyes on my face. I open one eye slightly and take in the boys beautiful features; a head of hair that was going out from a recent buzz cut and a pair of chocolate brown eyes, only a few shades darker than mine. He had a couple of tattoos (at least one one each arm) that I could see. He had on a long sleeve black shirt and a pair of dark wash jeans that sat low on his hips. His dirty white converse also tapping to the beat of the song.

“Right? Some girls just can stay decent nowadays.” He looks me over and I gulp.

“Oh Golly... my- friend- Brittany made me dress like this, I'd much rather be wearing a turtleneck reading James Patterson books.” I rambled.

“Don't worry love you look great and you're still wearing more clothes than most of the girls here.” He gestures to the crowd and I blush at the complement.

“Thanks.” I say shyly. God why the hell was I being such a wimp? Damn my lack social skills.

“Oh. My God it's Liam Payne!” A girl, no older than 16, squealed unattractively.

Who?” I ask not understanding who the hell she was fangirling over.

“You don't know who he is?” The girl asked. I just shook my head 'no'.

“He's only in the hottest boy band ever! Yah know, he's the "Daddy Directioner” you can't not know who they are!” I look to the boy known as Liam and he looks uncomfortable with the whole situation.

“Can you like sign my phone case?” She holds up her red phone case and a black sharpie. Liam signs it and she scurries of.

“Sorry about that love sometimes fans get a bit crazy... So you really don't know who I am?” Again I shake my head "no".

“I sing in a boy band called one direction, were pretty big.” He says.

“I'm more into indie music an alternative rock... Not really pop music.” I shrug at his bewildered expression.

“I love a good throwback from the 70's and 80's and all but even I listen to pop music.” He replies.

“Sorry, maybe i'll give your band a listen to... Some day.” I add on the some day a little bit quieter. (L/N:Who knew that I would fall in love with their albums!)

“You got an IPhone?” He asks.

“Nope, not all of us can be superstars!” I say only half jokingly because I really did mean it.

“Do you have a phone of any kind?” He tries again.

“Yep the sidekick 4g by t-mobile, why?” I cock my eye brow at him.

“I'll tell you if you let me see your phone.” He bargains. U just shake my head and hand him my phone. He types something in then hands back my phone after about about a half minute.

“At daybreak tomorrow I will text you, reminding you to look up the song “Truly, Madly, Deeply” by One direction got it?” He cocks an eyebrow at me and again, like a fool I nod my head yes.

“Great! Here give me your number.” He hands me his IPhone 4S and I type my number in. I consider putting in a fake number but decided against it. I put myself in as Lucinda Cross and hand his phone back to him.

“Lucinda Cross...What a pretty name.” I smile and look at the ground.

“So how old are you.” He asks, to which I reply: 18. I find out that he is 19.

“Are you here alone?” He asks a while later when I'm on my 3rd Coke.

“No but I might as well be... I just moved here from Georgia today and Brittiney, the girl I can with, dragged me here looking like this.” I gesture towards self and carry on, “ and then she ditched me. How about you?” I end my little 'story' and he gives me a sympathetic look.

“I'm here with my 4 best mates but they're all back in the V.I.P. section getting wasted. I don't really drink because of my kidneys so I'm usually the one to drive everyone home unless we have a SUV and a driver.” I nod like this is completely normal and like I talk to celebs every day.

“What are they like? Your best friends I mean.”

“There... Wild. Crazy. Funny. Kind. Just normal teenage lads.” Normal teen boys who get everything they want and then some.

“Would you like to meet them?” He asks after a long pause. I give him a startled expression and raise my eyebrows.

“Really? Because I'd had to impose.” I twiddle my thumbs and don't look at him.

“Oh please! The lads will love you, just follow me.” Liam grabs me by the waist and drags me thru the throng of sweaty bodies. I try not to trip and fall on my face as he pulls me along with our stopping even for a second. Liam came to an abrupt halt and leaned in close to my left ear.

“They're probably all smashed so don't mind them if they say/do something stupid.” I look into his pleading eyes and nod.




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