Story Of Our Life

18 Year Old Madison Is Living In A Hell Whole. She Really Doesn't Like Her Life. Her Mom Died When Giving Birth To Her Little Brother And He Dad Died 3 Days Before Her 16th Birthday. She Has To Live With Her Grandparents, And Not That She Has A Problem With It, She Just Misses Her Parents Way Too Much. Her School Is A Living Hell Whole, Until She Meets The Older Brother She Never Remember Having. Then, Her Life Changes Forever...


3. Chapter 2: Moving {Madison}

I woke up to the house phone ringing. I looked at the time. Shit, it's Zayn... I thought. I picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I answered groggily.  

"Hi, it's Zayn!" Zayn said.

"I get that."

"Sorry if I woke you up."

"Noooo, I wasn't sleeping, I was just laying on my bed dreaming peacefully."

"Sorry... Anyway, just wanted to make sure you were up. So, now that you are, hurry up. The boys will be here soon, they want to meet you."

"Alright, I'll get my stuff, hold your ass." 

"OK then... See ya soon." 

I hung up and grabbed my stuff. I hugged my grandparent before I left. I hugged Dean as he cried a bit. I left still in my pyjamas. I pulled into a huge parking lot and walked up to Zayn's flat with all my stuff in my hands. I knocked on his doorZayn opened the door and hugged me. 

"Please don't hug me." I said. He let go and lead me to my room. It looked like the one I had back home before I lived with my grandparents. 

"I'll be out in a little while. I need time to chill." I said.

"Alright... Well, started unpacking. Want anything to eat?" He asked.

"YES!!! I mean... Yes...."

"Alright, what do you want?"

"Got any chips?"

"Ya, be back."

I sat on my new bed. I liked the room. It was a dark purple, the bed was the perfect blue and green. I let out a long sigh. I put away my clothes in the dresser, my books on the bookshelf, my trophies and little things on the dresser, bookshelf, and on a random shelf that was on the wall. On the wall shelf, I played some old toys I never wanted to part with. I put some large and small stuffed toys on my bed around the pillows. I put all my sports gear and sweaters in the closet. I hung up my sweaters neatly and took out my laptop. I opened up Skype and MineCraft. I heard Zayn coming back. 

"I got the chips!" He said and walked in. 

"Yay! Thanks Zayn." I said

"No prob. The guys will be here soon, come out when you're ready." 

I nodded as he left. I yawned. I stared eating my chips and my online friends called. I grabbed my headset. 

"Hey guys." I said with a mouth full of chips.

"Video call!" May shouted., so we all turned on our cameras.

"Whoa! Madison! What's up with your room?" Max asked.

"Moved in with my older brother, Zayn." I replied.

"Wait! The Zayn Malik?" Hannah asked. 

"Well, ya... I only found out yesterday..." I muttered. 

"That means you get to meet the band!" May shouted.

"Ya..." I sighed. 

"Madison! Start recording and we can do some PVP on your MC server." Brett yelled.

"Alright, can I finish my chips first?" I asked, holding up the bag.

"Aww hell naw!" Dean (Yes my brother) said, snapping his fingers.

"Alright, fine asshole." I laughed.

"Come on! I'm already on the server, guys!" Brett complained. 

"What happening, guys! The crew and I are ready for some PVP action!" I said as I got on the server and started recording.

"Hello!" They all said. 

*25 Minutes Later*

"Dean! You may be my little brother, but I ain't letting you down easy!" I said, getting too excited like I always did when we played.

"I know! You never do! Even in COD!" He said.

"Get him, Madison!" My friends chanted.

"What about me?" Dean wined. 

"Face it man, you got no chance." Mat said. 

"Well, screw you, too." Dean said, shrugging. 

As usually, I beat his ass easily.

"Well, that's all for today with the game play! I'mma vlog later! Bye my fellow miners!" I said.

"Bye!" My friends (and brother) said as I stopped recording. 

"Hey guys, I'm going to get something else to eat! I'm starving!" I muttered. 

"You're always hungry." Dean said. 

"Shut it, Twerp! We all know that!" I hissed.

I took off my headset and walked out of the room. I had to walk through the living room to get to the kitchen. As I walked through the living room, I saw 5 people, counting my brother. I waved slightly. I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of Pepsi and a more chips. As I walked through again, they all stared at me. I stopped.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, carry on, love." Harry said. (Yes, I knew.)

"Alrighty then..." I mumbled and walked back to my room. 

I wasn't good at socializing. I walked back into my room and sat down on the bed. 

*15 Minutes Later*

Everyone left to do stuff, but the girls and I. We randomly started acting all girly, and I wasn't even close to being girly. We were laughing so hard, that I fell over onto the floor head first. It hurt like fucking hell.

"Madison, are you OK?" Zayn asked, running in. 

"I'm good!" I said, giving him a thumbs up.

He started laughing cuz of the way I had fallen. I pushed myself off the ground as he walked away laughing. The girls and I talked until they had to go. What do I do now? I thought. I shrugged and went out into the living room.

"Was up?" I asked.

"Vus happening?" Zayn asked as I laughed slightly.

"I'm bored! I'mma talk with chu!" 

"Your friends have to go?" 

"Ya, I recorded and they had to go... I talked to the girls for awhile after, dough. That's why I laughed to hard, I fell off the bed." 

"Nice." Liam said sarcastically.

"Wanna say that, again to my face?" I asked, holding my fist up.

"Chill out." Louis said.

"Wow, first pair of guys that didn't wanna fight with me... My friends and I always do that... You guys are lame." I muttered, leaning against the wall behind me, with my hands behind my head. 

"Are we, now?" Harry asked. I nodded.

"You don't wanna fight me. Ha, it's not like y'all could beat me! No one can." I said, trying to anger them. It worked, cuz Harry stood up. I stood up as well.

"How could you beat me if you're so short?" He asked. Ouch, right in the heart. I got very angry.

"Shut up right now before I shut you up in a casket." I hissed.

"What are you gonna do, call your mommy?" He taunted, bending down look me in the eyes. OK, that was the last straw.

Tears slowly ran down my face as he stared at him with firing rage burned inside of me.

"What did you say?" I hissed through clenched teeth.

"You heard me, shorty." He said.

I couldn't take it. I punched him in the face.

"Wanna say it again?!" I half yelled. He shook his head, holding his cheek where I punched him. 

"And for your information, my parents died, asshole!" I shouted, tears streaming down my face. I ran back my room and buried my face in my stuffed animals. I thought Harry was the nice one, but I thought wrong. There was a small knock on my door. 

"Go away!" I mumbled cuz my face was in a bunch of toys. I threw a pillow at who ever was in the doorway. 

"Madison..." Zayn's voice said.

"Zayn, I don't wanna talk to anyone right now, OK? I just wanna be left alone." I sobbed.

"No, I'm not leaving." 

"Yes, you are! I don't wanna see anyone's face anymore! I've had to put up this this shit for a long time, and I hate people! Just leave!"

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. I stood up, pushed him out, and slammed the door as hard as I could.


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