Don't be Afraid to Fall in Love

Ever wonder what it would be like to gain a member of One Directions's trust then make them fall for you and then crushing their hearts into a million pieces? Well, thats what we have to do.......... but don't think that we're the bad guys!!!!!
They deserve it!

Sorry, if the blurb is not good..... I promise the story is going to be much better :)


8. The Dream


 I watch as Silver sniffs Jessica, deciding wether he likes her or not. He curls his upper lip up and she laughs. She strokes his neck and he nudges her chest. I'll teach her to ride sometime. When I get the money, I'll buy her a pony. As sweet Silver is on the ground, he's actually difficult to ride.

 I sigh, remembering how I'm going to get the money. Silver's head shoots up and he whinnies, breaking into a trot wen he sees me. He circles me once before stopping and shoving is big head into my chest. I put my hands on his large cheeks and rub with my thumbs.

 "That was rude," I scold, a smile on my face. Jessica walks up and stands beside me.

 "Will we go sopping, now?" she asked.

 "Yeah, I'll just put him in his stall because it's starting to rain and he'll destroy himslef in the mud." I didn't want to admit that I couldn't afford his rug. I slide the head collar over his head and lead him to the stable. I turn on the heater that Mam bought me for my last birthday with her. It takes four AA batteries and lasted for ages. I zip up my thin jacket and walk outside. The temperature dropped a lot and it's now cold.

 We walk home from the shops. Jessica bought loads of stuff. I didn't get anything. I just said that I didn't really like anything, though some things were amazing. I'm carrying half of her bags because she can't fit all of them into her hands. The taxi dropped us off at the corner by her house.

 The wave of heat hits us as we walk in. It's amazing. I can feel the goose bumbs start to fade as we sit down, a cup of tea in each of our hands.

 We talk for a while. Mostly about the job. We don't get paid until the end. I need the money soon. I only have a weeks worth of hard feed left for Silver and no hay, He's already a little too skinny as it is. I bought the cheapest one I could find, though I hate not getting him good food.

 "I'll sell his saddle," I decide.

 "What? Niall's saddle. Niall as a saddle?"

 "Erm.. Sorry, I was thinking out loud..." I feel the heat rush to my cheeks. But I will get a few thousand for his saddle. It's second and but it's in perfect condition and was twenty thousand new. Mam used to be rich, but they took all the money from our house when they stabbed her in the shop.

 "Can I go to bed?" I ask. A headache is pressing on my temples. Jessica furrows her eyebrows in confusion but nods. I walk to the guest room, almost falling. I don't bother getting changed, I just climb into the bed and go to sleep.

 ~The truck comes slowly around the corner. I tighten my grip on Silver's lead rope. I won't let him go. The truck driver jumps out and smiles at me. But it's a cold smile.

 "Give him to me," the man snarls.

 "Andrew," a woman says, getting out of the trailer, "Be nice." I take a step back, my breath trembling. Silver steps back with me. I trained him to do that when he was a foal.

 "Come on. Don't be like that. Just hand him over." The man reaches out. I take another step back. My whole body is shaking now.

 "Please," I whisper, tears burning my froze cheeks, "Please let me have him. I love him."

 "We know you do, sweetie, but you can't afford him. You didn't get paid for your job. He'll tarve to death," the woman says.

 I turn Silver around and run from them. Silver's cantering beside me, easily matching my pace. No matter how long we run for, the fence never gets nearer. I hear a light  laugh as Andrew takes hold of my arm and pulls me to a stop. He takes the rope out of my numb hand and walks Silver towards the trailer.

 As they pull away, I fall to the ground. "No," I shout, "NO!!" ~

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