I wish

Niall Horan and Daisy Seiler.
Friends.
Or more?

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1. Paparazzi

Daisy's POV~

 

The click of cameras went off as i stepped out of my door, the white flashes temporarily blinding me. I covered my eyes with my arm and carried on walking down the lawn, they followed me and took a shot of me whenever i moved or anything, like thats so important. I got into my red Mini Cooper safely, clipped in my seatbelt and drove off down the road. They all quickly jumped into their vans and sped after me like mega psycho stalkers, it's really annoying to be honest and they could get in a bad car accident. The radio was blaring out the weather so i flipped it over to capital FM and relaxed a bit. The song I wish blared through the speakers and i started mouthing along and head banging, what a loser. The drive was about half an hour away and after ten minutes my neck started to hurt so i stopped head banging. The sun slowly faded behind the grey clouds and soon enough it was gushing down with rain, my windscreen wipers are absolutely pathetic. I mean they wipe like a blob of the water off then turn off so then i have to turn them on again and its soooo much effort. As i carry on driving I lose then Papz so I'm driving solo because its so desolate and lonely around here. Im glad they didn't follow me though because one, I'm not famous and two its horrible being followed everywhere you go. I don't even have a private life anymore, everyone knows that i failed Spanish in high school, I mean do they have magic powers because who would have known that except me and my mum and mum would never speak to the papz. 

Suddenly a big black range rover skids onto the path about five centimeters in front of me nearly knocking me off the edge of the path. I beep loudly and carry on my way, when i look in my rearview mirror its still behind me and i hate it when people are tailing me. I deliberately pull over  onto the side of the road and put my hazard lights on. The car zooms on past me and disappears round the corner. I wonder who else lives around here? I press my right indicator and carry on down the wet road. It gets thinner as i go along and the trees get thicker but it doesn't bother me anymore. When i came here for the first time i ended up doing a U-turn and speeding back onto the highway because i was so frightened. My phone buzzes and i have an urge to reach over and check my messages but i don't because of what happened… 

I can see yellow lights in the distance but the rain is getting heavier so they're all blurry and misshapen so i can't concentrate on them. The song Let Her Go by Passenger is on and I'm singing along...

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast

You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies

But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh, oh no)
And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh, oh no)
Will you let her go?

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go

 

    I'm crying by the end of the song because it reminds me of everything thats happened to me over the past three years and believe me thats a lot for a nineteen year old. I feel much more mature than i am and i guess i act it as well because people always say don't grow up to fast but the thing is i never had a chance to grow up it was always held up on me. My family, my school, my life and everything else a ten year old should have relied on parents to do but thats what I'm going to sort out today. I'm currently traveling to my mum and dads house in the hillside because they hate the city noises. I don't love them. I know it sound horrible and harsh but i don't because they've done all this to me. When i was ten my parents started to drink, like big time. They had a bottle of Vodka beside them when the went to bed and if they where thirsty in the middle of the night they drank it instead of water. My dad used to hit me and hurt me but he stopped when i fought back. When i was eleven i found out he was a drug dealer and was in trouble with the police. He used to come into my room at night and tell me if i told anyone he would kill me and my baby brother William. Every night i cried myself to sleep in my lonely bedroom. From then on my home was hell, utter bloody hell. Mum was depressed and cried all the time and dad was always drunk and abusive. I could hear them at night through the thin walls, they where moaning and groaning and i didn't know what was going on.  A year later i could still hear the panting and the moaning at night but this time i knew what it was and it disgusted me, one night dad came into my room and dragged me next door to his and mums room. He chained me to the chair and made me watch.

It has scarred me for life and i'll never be able to forgive him. Right now i live with my Aunt Nessa (Vanessa) and we told the paparazzi she's my mum and my Uncle Joey is my dad. I also have a 'sister' called Ellie and i have a real brother called William who is currently eight years old and living with my real parents. I wonder how he's holding up? 

I turn the bend and see the blue and red lights hanging off the trees and the silhouettes of happy people behind the pale cream curtains. Its definitely seen better days, this house i mean. But its still extremely beautiful. My hearts racing in my chest and i pop some of my medication in my mouth to calm me down incase i have another panic attack. The black range rover that was following me is parked edgily opposite me and that kinda freaks me out.

I breath deeply and get out of the car, i straighten my jumper out and smooth down my hair, last time i came here it ended up like a nightmare. (that wasn't mean to rhyme btw). I close my eyes and walk up the gravelly path of my childhood, things flash before my eyes and i nearly run back into the safety of my car. But i don't. Instead i knock on the door and wait. And wait. Then suddenly the music stops inside the room and i can hear someone shout.

"I'LL GET IT!" They sound drunk.

The door slowly creaks open and there, right in front of me is.

 

 

Mum.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N 

I think i deserve a bloody round of applause lol i worked so hard on this I'm not even joking.

~Pippa

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