The bell rang and it was time to leave. Actually I was kinda nervouse of going to Zayn's place. What if his friends don't like me, or he ends up not liking me when he meets the real side of me. Anyway, I walked to my car and drove to Zayn's flat. It was huge on the outside, but even bigger on the inside. Their were pictures of family and friends.
When Emily arrived she looked shocked at how big my flat was, yes I was only 17, but had enough money from job so I lived in my own place. I introduced her to my friends: Harry, Liam, Louis, and Niall. Harry looked at me with a smirk as he said I hi to her.
We all talked and laughed for a few hours until the boys left and it was just me and zayn. Zayn asked me to tell him about myself, so I told him EVERYTHING....
We'll, I started. My mom abused me when my dad died. I was only 8 years old. My mom started to do drugs and drink alcohol after my dad died. My mom got me so mad and sometimes I would cut myself, I said as I showed him my many scars on my wrist. Also I got bullied in school, that's another reason why I cut myself. And I cut myself beacause I caught the one perfect boy I dated, kissing some slut from my school.
I was so shocked at what I was hearing. I could see tears in her eyes as she went on. When she finish I told her about my family and how I had a small band with my friends. I told her that me and my parents aren't exactly on the same terms because they think I'm a failure and a shame to the family. So we havnt really talked for a while...