People change memories don't ( 1D fanfic)

" Everyone thinks they understand me, but they're wrong. They don't. The only person who understands me is myself" I said to Niall as we laid on the ground gazing at the stars.
Meet Charmaine, the street busker and also the girl who was used, misunderstood and judged. But apart from all the shit she gets , she still manages to keep on smiling. But what happens when one day when she meets a blonde blue eyed Irish boy that helps her uncover her insecurities? Will she fall for him? will he like her whilst knowing that his best mate " Harry styles" fancies her too?

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3. So what's new?

Charmaine's P.O.V.

I reached home by 7. Thank god though, or else I would be in for another nag fest by the one and only Sandra. I laid my things on the table and walked to the kitchen. Sandra was eating.

" Hey" I said entering the kitchen

" Hey" she replied while eating .

I took a plate out of the cabinet and started scooping the spaghetti and meatballs of the main plate. I took one bite out of it. It tasted magnificent.

" OMG THIS IS SO GOOD" i said eating it more and more. Sandra chuckled.

" Well of course, i made it" she said with a proud tone. I rolled my eyes.

" So anything new happened?" she asked

"You can say that" i answered

" What happened?"

" I met Niall Horan today at work"

" Niall Horan?" . She scratched her head whist thinking who the hell was Niall horan.

" He's the guy from one direction remember? The blonde one? You saw their music video "kiss you" while you were changing the channels a few days ago?"

" Oh! That Boy! I still do prefer the curly one though"

" You mean Harry?"

" So that's his name, Harry" . I laughed.

" What about you? anything...interesting happened while i was gone?" i asked cheerfully.

" Oh yes, Your parents called" Sandra replied. Suddenly i could feel my cheerfulness wearing off. Great, just when i was about to be cheerful.

" What did they want?"

" They wanted to congratulate you on getting into Oxfard's "

" They could have called my mobile instead of the house" i replied . Sandra sighed.

" Maybe they thought you were busy" she replied.

" Me busy? PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT they should take look at themselves and me and compare whose more busier" I replied agitated. I could feel my tears sinking in. Don't cry Charmaine, Don't cr-

Too late. Tears were already streaming down.

Sandra got up from her seat an came to hug me.

" Shhhh, it's okay, it's okay" she whispered in my ear. I hugged her tighter.

" I mean, is it to hard to call your own daughter on her mobile and say " Hey hun, we're really happy you got into uni and especially the uni that you had been dreaming to go to eversince, and we're really proud of you but most of all we love you." I said in between tears.  To be honest, i don't recall the last time my parents ever said " I love you " to me. The thought of that made me cry more.

" Hey, hey" Sandra said as she stroked my back. " Just remember, they mean well" she said giving me a half smile. I wiped my tears and half smiled back. I was not in the mood for this anymore. I took a deep breath and stood up.

" You okay?" she said behind my back. I wasn't facing her.

I took another deep breath. " Yeah, i'm fine" i replied . I hugged Sandra one last time.

" I'm going to my room" i said and walked out of the kitchen to grab my things and went up my room. I breathed a sigh of exhaustion as i laid down on my bed looking at the ceiling.

I wonder what Niall was doing now........

Hello again,

  So do you guys wanna hear a story? well if you don't imma gonna tell it anyways.

So today, me and my parents visited my aunts, uncles and cousin who were staying in a classy hotel in town, and when the whole visiting thing was over. We came down to the lobby to get our car when all of a sudden i see this guy with a quiff sitting on one of the chairs in the lobby looking at his phone so my first thought that came in my mind was " Zayn Malik", and me without thinking, well let's just say I said  i started shouting

" OH MY GOSH IT'S ZAYN MALIK" i shouted. Everyone turned to look at me even the guy with quiff and when i looked at him. That's when i noticed it wasn't Zayn Malik, he was just some guy that looked like him.

Oh and i stood there giving the biggest pokerface ever while everyone was shooting me  death glares.

#TRUESTORY

OH AND KEEP READING YOU MUGGLES!

K.BYE

 

 

 



 

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