Catarina Mackenzie Douglas-Tomlinson. Yes, Tomlinson as in Louis Tomlinson from the famous boy band, One Direction. Cat recently got adopted by One Direction and the best part is she hates them with a burning passion! Cat reveals her past to the boys and now that she has, she wishes that she could see that one special person once again. Will the boys help her find that special person or will Cat just see them in her dreams?


13. Music

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Making my way through all the greasies and stares, I spotted a familiar blonde head. 

I tapped the blonde's shoulder and she turned around. Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, the one and only, Carrie Ryan. Yeah remember Carrie from the very start? This is her. 

"How do you like the poor, homeless, Australian girl now?" I questioned her with my left eyebrow raised. 

She shot me daggers and stormed off. 

"Ugh that was so totally rude!" Her dumbass best friend, Bonnie said, then following Carrie. 

The bell went and I walked to homeroom. Man, I hope Spencer was in at least in one of my  classes. It's been like ages since we've seen each other. Yeah, it's been like only two weeks since we've been friends, but she's one of those friends who you instantly classify as a best friend. 

The teacher gave me a greasy as soon as I opened the door. Heck, give a break. I'm like two minutes late. 

"You're late Catarina." Mr Gilbert plainly said, with an eyebrow raised.His voice was completely plain. No excitement, anger or happiness. But true fact: nobody has ever seen him smile. Ever.  

"One: it's Cat and two: sorry I'm late." I say. Mr. Gilbert gave me a disapproving look and shook his head. He does this to me everyday so I'm pretty used to it. 

I sat next to some average kid. Don't remember his name but his body isn't that bad. It's 

like not really muscly but not like weedy and skinny. 

"Hey you're Cat Douglas right?" The kid turned to me.

"Yeah why?" I ask 

"Thought so. You're that slut that got adopted by One Direction." 

Excuse me? A slut? I haven't even had my first boyfriend and let alone my first kiss. I do not dress on short shorts and half singleops with my boobs hanging out. And I certainly don't sleep around. Who does this kid think he is? He's going to get it. Get it bad.   

"Yeah, and you're that dickhead that got a punch in the face." I said with a smile. 

Dickhead didn't even get to finish his sentence because I socked him one in the eye. The bell went for period one and I rushed out of the classroom, hoping not to get into trouble just after I came back. 

I walked into the music room and I saw a familiar head. She had long, curly, dirty blonde hair pulled into a high ponytail. 

"SPENCER!" I yelled. 

"CAT!" She screamed. "You're alive!" I laughed at Spencer and then we hugged tightly. 

"Girls, sit down." Miss Daniels ordered, clicking her fingers.

Spencer and I sat down in our seats. Thinking that this lesson was going to be good since Spencer was in my music class. But knowing my luck, Carrie and Bonnie walked in. I mentally rolled my eyes, praying that I wouldn't be stuck with her if we were doing group work. 

I took a look around the room. It actually wasn't that small, the room was fairly big. There was a white board plastered onto the wall and then a small stage up the front with a drum kit, piano, keyboard and two electric guitars. The rest of the room had random instruments placed everywhere. There was a space on the floor where obviously us children sat. 

"Ok class," Miss Daniels started. "As you all know, the school production is going to be near the end of the year and we are running low on extras who can sing as they all ditched this for camp. So today we are going to just see who can sing a what-not. So who would like to go first?" 

Of course nobody raised their hand. But Miss Daniels looked directly at me. Hell to the no. 

"Cat would you like to show us what you can do?" Miss Daniels asked me. 

I shook my head so hard that I thought it was going to fall off. 

Everyobdy started calling me a baby and wuss, especially Carrie and Bonnie. Hell no. They're not going to call me a baby and a wuss.

I stood up and walked over to the stage. I picked up the acoustic guitar and started strumming it. I stepped up to the microphone and took a deep breath. 

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school 
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

I stopped strumming the guitar and sat down. All eyes were on me. Some people had tears in their eyes, some were crying and the rest had no emotion what so ever. 

"That was beautiful." Spencer whispered. She was crying. 

"Thank you." I nod. 

Then Carrie stood up. "I can bet that," she said. "Trust me." 


anddddddd new chapter! 

Yes, we are still going to be focused on that one particular day but something's going to happen! 

QOTD: What's the first concert you went to? 

I've never been to one. Loner life. 

Ok to clear this up, I'm using Australian school in this story.  So basically how Aussie school works is that you start school when you're 6 and you to go to primary school until you're 12 then you graduate from primary school and then when the new year starts you start high school and thats year 7. When 

you're 18 you graduate from high school. 

So yeah, if you're confused. 




And enjoy! 


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