Kara Edwards has problems, and their names are Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan and Liam Payne. Oh, Liam Payne.
But these boys are not the end of her problems. Oh no, they are only the beginning.
Kara has a crush and not a small one, I might add. She has a huge crush on the superstar jock who absolutely everyone loves... Liam Payne.
Oh and one more thing... Liam and Kara are from two different sides of the social society.
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I know. Could it get any worse? The answer is no.
Hey, I'm Kara. This isn't the usual love story between Romeo and Juliet. Hell, this isn't even a love story... Well, it kind of is. But mostly, this a story about how I got into a coma. I know, crazy right? But, back to Liam. He's this great guy, who is kind, caring and sweet...
At least that's what I used to think.
You see, there were only two nice people in Liam's little "posse." These two being Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson. The other three rest might as well fall off the face of the earth. Jack, Henry, and Andrew Naylor were the most entitled sons of bitches I have ever encountered in my time at my hell hole high school. Those six, Liam included, were the popular guys. The, "too cool for school," guys. Me on the other hand, I hung around with my friends Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Alec Henries, and James Rowland. Forget the girls, those pink and annoying, backstabbing, drama lovers just make my life all the more worse; Like that's even possible.
So back to the story.
This is story of how I was treated in highschool, how I was blindsided by Liam Payne. The story of how I got into that crash that night, and changed my life forever. The story of my life is something I want you to hear, because I think you'll want to hear it too.
Let's backtrack for a minute.
"I'm fine." Tears were streaming down my face and before I knew it, I grabbed my car keys and pushed them into the ignition. My hands were shaking from the alcohol I'd already consumed.
"No, Kara, you're really not. I don't want you to drive home. Let me drive you." Liam smiled at me, trying to be kind after all he's done. He reached out to take my hand.
"Don't touch me. Just go back to your perfect little life. Enjoy your block party Liam." I started the car and pulled out from his driveway. My head was spinning as I turn onto the freeway. I merged into the next lane and then everything went white.
I guess that's what happens when you almost die.
I mean, coma's suck. Take my word for it. But the worst thing is that I'm stuck in my own head, reliving the memories. And that hurts.
After what Liam did, I haven't been the same. I don't feel like myself. I mean, how could I? I got drunk and a semi truck crashed into me.
And I know that some of it was my fault.
I know that getting drunk and finding out that you are an oblivious loser...That stings.
"Harry...? Harry!" I call out, my drunk self almost tumbling over small couches.
"Kara! What are you doing here?" Harry asks while him and Zayn are grinning at me.
"Liam invited me." I grab the cup from Harry's hand and chug it.
"It's just water." Harry laughs.
"I know. That's why I took it from you. If I wanted more alcohol, I would've taken Zayn's." Zayn pretends to be offended. I laugh at him and kiss him on the cheek.
"Hey Kar-Bear. Can I talk to you for a little while?" Liam says as he wraps his arms around me. Harry and Zayn are glaring at Liam. They don't like him.
"Um..yeah." I untangle myself from Liam and follow him up to his bedroom. He kicks out a couple who came to the party and sits me down on the bed.
"Look, Kara. I want to apologize before I say this because I was a completely different person, and I love you with all of my heart."
I swallow. I'm so nervous, my hands are shaking.
"Remember when I asked you out?"
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He reached out to take my hand, but I quickly pulled it away.
"Don't touch me. Just go back to your perfect little life and forget I ever existed." I started the car, and before closing the door called out; "Enjoy your block party Liam." Without waiting for a reaction from him, I pulled out from his driveway. I felt tears forming in my eyes and my head was spinning as I turned onto the freeway. Why did I fall into his stupid little trap? I should've known that Liam Payne was nothing but trouble, nothing but an accident waiting to happen if I got involved. All I was to him was something for him and his friends to laugh about. Well maybe that's what he wanted. A good laugh.
I then merged into the next lane, and then everything went white.
And so here I am, trapped in my thoughts, remembering all those horrible memories I can't run from. There are so many "good times" I had with Liam that I want to remember, but the bad ones quickly take over. And one bad one in particular keeps coming back to haunt me every single night.
"Remember the day I asked you out?" The words Liam spoke to me play loud in my head.
I think we should start at the beginning.