The Songwriter's Daughter

Hi! I'm Mandy Madeline Matthews otherwise known triple threat. You know one direction? The super famous boy band? Yeah, my mom works for them, she's a songwriter. Me, my mom, and my brother Michael live on tour with them! It is so much fun, Louis always pranks me. But being on tour with a bunch of boys definitely means something will happen. But with who? (PS I have nothing against the boys, I love them) (PPS there is A LOT of swearing) ©2014


43. chapter 42

Louis and I awoke around 3 o'clock in the morning to the sound of the buzzing alarm. We both hesitated before getting out of bed and packing. We only packed a few things. We each only packed a backpack.

We tiptoed downstairs and out the door once we were ready. We stood on the lawn, staring face-to-face with the huge house. Louis has a lot more memories here than I do, but I have some crazy ones.

I looked to the roof, I almost jumped off of it, it would have killed me. Louis caught my stare, his mind drifted to my suicide attempt as well.

"What made you want to kill yourself?" He asked, looking into me eyes clearly.

I thought a moment, there were many reasons; fear of my father, my family members' murders, breaking hearts, all this drama, the bombing, but there was one thing that put me over the edge.

"Liam's proposal to my sister," I say finally. Louis lolled offended.

"So you don't love me?" He asks on the brink of tears.

"Of course I do babe! It's just that everything is happening so quickly. I mean a girl I thought was dead just shows up in my life again. Then she dates and gets herself engaged to one of my best friends. It's just been crazy," I say looking down at the ground ashamed, Louis was doubting our love.

He lifts my head up with his to fore fingers. I look him in the eye.

"Don't look so sad. It kills me inside when you're sad, just remember I love you and I always will," he says, "Liam's a fool for picking Laura over you, she's a jackass," he says, I laugh, "even though we weren't exactly friends before this I always secretly liked you, even though you were a dumb ass prankster girl with no social life."

I put a hand on my hip, "like you should be talking Mr. 'I like girls who eat carrots.' You are the dumb ass prankster boy with no social life."

He smiled, "we're two of a kind then!"

We both laugh as we set off down the road.

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