Nothing will be the same

I stare at my reflection in the windshield. I can see where the tears streaked my face. Who am i? Im nobody. Im just an ugly bitch and i dont deserve him. I rest my elbows on my lap and bury my face in my hands. What have i done. I sit there and sob for a moment. When i look back at my reflection i notice that my mascara was completely ruined. At that moment i realized nothing will be the same.


1. How it started

"Holy fuck!" I scream out, tears rushing down my face. I squeeze Liam's hand tightly. So many thoughts rushing through my mind. Whats after this? I pretty much just through my life out the window.

"Cmon, just a little more!" Liam says, brushing my sweaty hair out of my face. The room felt like it was 500 degrees! I was covered in sweat, there were strangers touching me, and i was in a lot of pain. 

I squeeze Liam's hand and push. I push as hard as i can and let out a high pitched shriek. I notice the tears that were slowly falling down Liam's face. 

"Just one more," The lady in the blue nurses outfit says. I let out a mixed cry of joy and relief. Liam presses his forehead against mine, the way he always did when he was nervous. 

Wait?!? Let me start from the beginning.

*in the beginning* 

I looked around the beige apartment. It could really use some color. Apparently the people who designed this building didnt realize that beige isnt the only color in the world!

The only reason my mom agreed to pay all the bills and rent this apartment out for me was because she wanted me to go to a college in London. My apartment is 20 minutes from my school. If im not in a dorm or in my own house by the time school starts next year, im back to America.

Anyways, theres supposed to be some kind of festival downtown. I was thinking about going. You know make some friends before college starts in a week. I cant just sit around and watch t.v. all day. I have a life. 

Who knows maybe I'll even meet a guy. I check my phone, the festival starts in an hour. 

I head into the bathroom and mess with my greasy hair. 

"Gross," I mutter. I quickly plug in my phone and hop into the shower. 

*45 minutes later* 

I twisted the cap to my mascara back on. Perfect. I took a step back so i can see an almost full body image. I was wearing black leggings, a Love Pink hoodie, and tan Uggs. Pulling my hair up into a messy ponytail, I grabbed my phone and took one last look in the mirror.

"Gosh your ratchet Meagan," I told myself, grabbed my keys and left my apartment room.

I slammed the car door shut. Im just about to head out when my phone started to ring. Jamie? What did she want? I quickly hit answer and put my phone on speaker.

"Hi," I said pulling out of the parking space.

"Hey baby girl!" She sounded excited. Did she get another boyfriend or crush? No one would be suprised. 

"Whats up?" I asked, trying not to sound annoyed. I dont know what it is, but sometimes that girl really bothered me. 

"Nothing really. Just wanted to check up on you. Hows England?" She piped up. 

"Its fine, but -" Of course she would cut me off.

"Ughhhh. I really dont wanna go to school! Especially if its college! I dont even know what i wanna be when i grow up!" She complained just the way she did every year around this time. 

"When you grow up? Jamie your turning 20 in two weeks!" I told her.

"Same difference," she sighed. I shook my head because i hate when people say that. 

"Jamie i have a festival to go to, ill talk to you later," i said quickly before she could interrupt.

"Kk, love ya," she said, ending the call. 

I begin to realize how busy the streets were getting. Man, i must be getting close, i thought to myself. 

"Wow!" I say amazed by all of the beautiful buildings and decorations. Thats when it happened. I got lost in the scenery an forgot i was driving. I put my eyes back on the road and realized i was heading straight towards a group of people. 

"Oh my god!" I said, stomping on the breaks. The group noticed me coming and quickly jumped onto the sidewalk. Except one. One that realized a little to late. He wasnt as lucky as the others. I close my eyes and gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. 

I felt the car stop. 

I slowly managed to open my eyes. I was inches from the boy i had nearly run down. I was breathing heavily and i couldn't bring myself to let go of the steering wheel. The boy looked just as pale as i did. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

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