Love, Loss, and Tattoos

(Note: This is my first FanFic and story that I'm posting on Wattpad so it might be crappy. Please be nice and bear with me here >~<)

Sarah Bell has been through some really rough times, and she still does to this day. Her parents died when she was too young to remember and was put into many foster homes at a very young age. She ran away from her recent foster home at the age of 15.

She is now 18 and lives in an old shabby apartment in New York City by herself where she struggles to survive and pay rent and can barley afford to take care of herself.

But, on one fateful day, while roaming the streets of New York City, she meets a guy that will change the rest of her life forever. Good and bad. Nothing will ever be the same again for Sarah Bell.

People will fall in love, hearts will be broken and tears will be shed.


22. Chapter 22

Sarah's P.O.V

Another dreadful day without Zayn passed and I was alone in the house as usual. He had blown up my phone multiple times just this morning, but I dismissed the messages and forced myself out of bed. Right as I stood up on the fuzzy flooring of what used to be Zayn and I's room, there was a harsh knock at the front door followed by multiple others.

I shook my head before making my way down stairs and to the front door.

What if it's Zayn?

No, it can't be. He's still on tour with the rest of the guys. He'd be letting down their fans if he just up and left the tour just to see me. Seeing him now would tear me apart right now anyway.

I cautiously peeked into the peephole and sighed in relief as I saw Danielle, Eleanor and Jill at the door.

"Sarah, let us in! We know you're looking through the peephole!" yelled Jill rather impatiently.

I opened the door and they all came barging in, assaulting me with hugs.

"Hey, girl, it's been too long!" exclaimed Danielle while squeezing the air out of me.

"!" I managed to get the words out and she finally let me go.

"So, how're you holding up?" asked Eleanor with worry and concern etched into her voice.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to act as clueless as possible, but I knew exactly what she was talking about. I simply didn't want to talk about it.

"You know...the thing with Zayn?" asked Danielle quietly as they followed me into the kitchen.

My heart stopped and my whole body went cold at the sound of his name.

"Um...things have been good. Better than ever actually. I'm glad we broke up." Lies.

"Really?!" asked Jill in a loud and shrill tone. She realized she spoke too loudly and cleared her throat before speaking again. "Well, Zayn hasn't been taking it all."

"What do you mean?" I asked casually, trying not to sound worried when in reality I was aching to know how Zayn was doing since the break up. I wanted to know everything.

I grabbed a bowl from the top kitchen cabinet, a bag of frozen french fries from the freezer and a bag of already shredded cheese from the fridge. I started dumping the fries in the bowl while Jill continued to talk.

"Have you heard the news about their latest show?" she asked in a worried tone.

"Nope," I said, popping the "P".

I haven't been keeping up with the group since the day of the fight. I didn't want anything to do with them during my mourning of our break up.

I sprinkled the shredded cheese over the frozen french fries and laid it out evenly. I then plopped the bowl into the microwave and set the cook time for 30 minutes.

"Well, it didn't go well. He couldn't even get past two songs, Sarah," continued Jill.

"Uh huh," I mumbled while eyeing my fries while it cooked. God, was I starving.

"What are you making?" asked Eleanor.

"Cheese fries," I stated without taking my eyes off of the microwave.

"Cheese fries? For breakfast? Huh, weird. Oh, well, as we were saying. Zayn couldn't even get past the second song. He cried on stage and then ran off the stage to go cry in the bathroom," said Eleanor, adding to what Jill was saying.

"Oh," was all I said.

The microwave finally hit 0 and I immediately opened the microwave door, carefully removing the hot bowl with an oven mitt.

It smelled absolutely delicious and the now melted cheese still bubbling on the surface of the fries made my mouth water.

I took the bowl to the living room with me, the girls following closely behind. I switched on the TV to some cartoons and started shoving my mouth with fries.

"Their concerts aren't selling out anymore. Less people are showing up and their ratings are going down. They don't want just the four of them up there. They want Zayn. They want One Direction," said Danielle.

I tried so hard to act like I didn't care by stuffing my face with more fries and cheese, hoping that eating would solve my problems. In realty, you have to face your problems face first, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

"What are you trying to say?" I muffled, my mouth full of fries.

"Sarah, you need to get back together with Zayn," answered Danielle.

I almost choked on my cheese fries.


"Don't give us that 'I don't care about him anymore' bullshit cuz we all know you miss him, Sarah," said Jill.

I nervously continued to gulp down my fries, pretending to be unfazed by their painfully truthful words.

"But I don't get how that's going to solve anything-"

"Sarah, he's going to quit One Direction!" screamed Jill, standing up from the couch.

My whole body froze and I dropped the handful of fries I had in my hand back in the bowl.

I looked down into the bowl and realized what I had been eating. Most of the fries was undercooked and still frozen, drowning in watery melted cheese.

My stomach churned.

I was going to be sick.

I jolted off the couch and sprinted for the bathroom, covering my mouth with one hand and opening the door with the other.

I knelt by the toilet, throwing up everything. The girls barged in afterwards, shock clear on their faces.

What the hell is going on?



So, this update is kinda late and I'll try to update at least once a week. I had stupid PARCC testing today and again tomorrow so it's really annoying. I probably won't post again this week cuz I'll be too annoyed and exhausted from the testing. Oh and I've decided I'll just continue this fanfic until I finish it cuz why not. I'm almost done with it anyway x3

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