The Untold Story

One Direction is now known as the group with infectious tunes. But take a trip back to freshman year of high school. With abusive relationships, drinking, affairs, and deaths, follow Lindsay Prescott through the trials and tribulations of high school with the band and friends. Through the eyes of a typical teen girl, Lindsay exposes to us the the untold stories of 1D that not even the press could do.


27. Aj

     Two weeks after his death, a month and a half after that day with Alan and Niall, and I was still stuck here. Once again, I found myself sitting across from Aj, eating fake food in a lunch room full of fake people. Her hair was overcast, covering the majority of her face.

     Aj jabbered on, however- about Zayn, about her parents, about me even. I was oblivious to this, not eating. I was hardly thinking, even. Since Alan, I'd pretty much just 'been' here.

     "So, don't you agree?" Aj shook me back into reality, shoving food into her mouth and brutally washing it down with her tea.

     "Huh? Oh, yea of course,"

     "So I should have sex with him? I don't know... We aren't like you and Niall,"

     "Sex?" I was confused. But what's different...

     "Lindsay, I was wondering if I should sleep with Zayn. I mean, it's been almost 2 months,"

     "Aj, you're 14!"

     "And you are?" she said, inspecting me, making me feel as if I were the problem and reason why she couldn't.

     "Aj, just, don't make any mistakes with him,"

     "Yeah, I'd hate for him to kill his best friend," she said, grabbing her food and rushing to the trash can.

     I'm tired of this. I'm hiding behind a screen and everyone is just pointing. This was enough for me.

     "That's it." I pounced from my seat and tapped Aj's shoulder. She turned, looking at me and waiting for me to speak.

     "Niall did not kill Alan, Aj. Before you go blaming people, how about you stop to get your facts straight,"

     "Lindsay, all I know is that Niall hit him, landed him in the hospital, and a couple weeks later he's a few feet under the ground we walk on,"

     I don't know what came about me, but I leaped, landing myself on top of Aj, throwing slaps at her. The lunch room exploded with shouts and screams, teachers came to try to break it up, but were held back by the group of kids encircling us.

     Aj swooped from nowhere and latched onto my hair, making my cheek slap the linoleum floor. I felt a hand grab my back pulling me off, but I fought the resistance, continuing to force Aj's hand off of mine, screaming.

     "ENOUGH," I heard the familiar voice say, wrapping his hands around my waist and tugging me away. I gave one last kick into her, and she hopped off the floor to go on.    

     I pivoted, seeing Niall lift me off my feet and throw me behind him, shoving a hand into both Aj and I's chests to keep us apart.

     Aj pushed him away, shrugging and flipping her hair from her face, revealing a black eye.

     "Don't worry," she reassured, "It's not from you,"

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