3. Meeting Payne
I was walking on the streets, and a flyer blew in my face. Being the middle of summer it was pretty windy. I pried the paper off, and read it. Wow, a meet and greet with One Direction! (Note the sarcasm.) I crumpled it up, and threw it in the trash can beside me. I continued my journey to nowhere. "Ugh what am I doing?" I asked myself. "WHY DO YOU FUCKING HATE ME?!" I screamed at the universe. Then the rain came down. Of course. Jeez, my life is like a screwed up movie. And then, to make things worse, I walked into a jackass, and he spilled hot tea all over me. "Watch where you-" Oh. God. Liam Payne was standing there. "Fuck fuck fuck!" I yelled. "You really do hate me." I said, once again to the universe.
"I'm sorry, what?" He asked.
"Ugh nothing... Um sorry." I said before pushing past him.
"It was nice to-" he started.
"Yeah, sure!" I yelled at him, feeling no remorse. I hated people like him. Always feeling bad for themselves, even though they have a home, food, and a bed. I'm homeless. I fuck strangers, just to live. And he thinks he has a bad life. I hated it so much. Little did I know that that wasn't the last time I would run into Mr. Liam Payne. In fact, that was what you could call one in a million...
So yeah. I didn't mean any harm, or hate to Liam, or anybody reading this. I WILL SAY THIS ONE TIME, THIS IS MEANT FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY!! All hate WILL be ignored, and deleted. Mkay, bai. :3