It all started with a.....poster?

Music is my escape, my escape from reality. Whenever I'm sad, angry, upset, or any other type of emotion I sing. In other words, I sing my lungs out. Luckily I live in the attic so my parents don't hear me, but what would happen if someone from an international boyband hears me? Will he just knock me down like everyone else, or sweep me off my feet?

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3. Just a dream?

Alex's POV

I woke up to the sound of my stupid alarm clock going off.

*beep beep*

ugh! I slammed my hand so hard in the alarm clock that it broke.....oops... I got up, changed, took a shower, and then went back to my room. The memories of last night came back into my mind.... Louis... cutting.. singing.... poster? I looked around searching for any sign that it all was reality and not a dream, but I couldn't find anything. I spent over two hours searching everywhere, but nothing showed up..... Hmmmmmm.... I think I'll go and get some lunch....lunch....? Crap! I forgot about school! I fell off the table. Wait! How did I get there. Huh? NO TIME FOR THIS!! TO THE HELL HOLE!!!!!!!! (Imagine me running with one hand on my hip and the other in front of me... Yes... Like superman... Gotta problem? Oh shush...) I ran to school barely making it in time for lunch.... Phew... As I ran into the cafeteria I slipped over a foot and landed INSIDE a trash can.......(I know it takes a lot of skills to trip on a flat surface... What can I say I'm skillful like that) Well, couldn't this day get any better?!? (Notice sarcasm) everyone started laughing and I was almost in tears, but then I realized something.. Who cares what others think?! Suddenly, I felt MUCH more confident....weird (thank you magical fairy from Alexland... Or Alextopia, eh whatevs)

"You know what?" I yelled at the top of my lungs, making everyone stop laughing and just stare.

"I'm plain tired of this shit! Don't judge someone until you know their story!" I yelled while I had tears running down my face. Everyone stayed silent while I pushed my way past them and into the courtyard. As I was running I saw the Barbie dolls AKA the populars and.....Sammi? I ran up to her.

"Sammi?" I said with tears still streaming down my face from the lunch mishap. She turned her head slowly. When she saw my face her facial expressions turned into complete disgust. Where's my best friend?

"Yes, loser?" Sammi replied with a hint of annoyance in her voice. Oh she thinks she's annoyed, think of how I feel having the whole school hate me and then having my best friend... Actually correction ex-best friend ditch you. Well, if you've never experienced it before I will tell you something right now..... IT SUCKS!

"Sammi, what happened to you?" She looked angry. She walked up to me like she was going to kick me in the guts giving me a death glare. Let me tell you something, if death glares could kill, I'd be black and blue lying on the floor lifeless...

*shudder*

"Do you want to know what happened to me?!" She said through gritted teeth. I started to get mad and decided to used my only good feature....sarcasm and sass.. Technically it's two features but I just call them the double S's.

"Nooooo, that's why I asked you!" I said, she rolled her eyes. She stepped closer to me (if that's even possible when wearing those monster high heels..... Is she being punished or something? If she is that's a damn good punishment.)

"You! That's what happened to me! You think I liked being your friend? We could never be friends! Look at you, you're a pathetic, friendless loser. No one would EVER want to be your friend EXPECIALLY me." Well, that hurt..

"You know Sammi! I would slap you, but that would be animal abuse." BURN! After I finished telling her off I walked away, satisfied with how the conversation turned out. I decided to skip the rest of school and go home. When I was opening the door to my house, I heard the TV on.

"MOM? ARE YOU HOME?" I yelled even though I knew it was.

"Miss me baby?" I heard a familiar yet unknown voice say from behind. Oh god...... As I blacked out I thought about my situation. Suddenly, the song made perfect sense.

"Four years old with my back to the door
All I could hear was the family war
Your selfish hands always expecting more
Am I your child or just a charity award?

You have a hollowed out heart
But it's heavy in your chest
I try so hard to fight it but it's hopeless
Hopeless, you're hopeless

Oh, father, please, father
I'd love to leave you alone
But I can't let you go
Oh, father, please, father
Put the bottle down
For the love of a daughter
Oh

It's been five years since we've spoken last
And you can't take back
What we never had
Oh, I can be manipulated
Only so many times,
Before even "I love you"
Starts to sound like a lie

You have a hollowed out heart
But it's heavy in your chest
I try so hard to fight it but it's hopeless
Hopeless, you're hopeless

Oh, father, please, father
I'd love to leave you alone
But I can't let you go
Oh, father, please, father
Put the bottle down
For the love of a daughter

Don't you remember I'm your baby girl?
How could you push me out of your world,
Lied to your flesh and your blood,
Put your hands on the ones that you swore you loved?
Don't you remember I'm your baby girl?
How could you throw me right out of your world?
So young when the pain had begun
Now forever afraid of being loved

Oh, father, please, father
I'd love to leave you alone
But I can't let you go
Oh, father, please, father

Oh, father, please, father
Put the bottle down
For the love of a daughter
For the love of a daughter"
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