my new life (1D fanfic)

Have you ever felt alone? That's how Ariella felt. Her parents died when she was fourteen and her sister was eighteen. Ever since then her snobby sister abused her in every way possible. She has always gotten bullied in school, and has no friends. Her only one was when she was sixteen. But he moved away to go to the X-Factor and he never talked to her again. When she is seventeen, her sister gets married to a boy that she has been dating for a while, Ariella and her sister, Melissa have to move from Cheshire to London. The twenty-one year old man lives with four other friends. But when she finds out who they are, there is only one question left:

What will happen?


3. Breakfast and seeing an old 'friend'


Hey guys! I just wanted to let you know that I put pictures of the outfits Ariella wears in the story in the comments. I'd love if you'd check them out because I spend a lot of time making them on Polyvore. My account name is piercetheveil-sleepingwithsirens if you wanna look at all my outfits I made. I hope you guys like this story. What I put in the story about the boys, like the part where fame changed Harry and Zayn, I made up. It may be true, but probably isn't. I love them with all my heart. Umm I think there was something else I wanted to say, but I forgot soo BYE! Love you guys!                                                        -TributesDirectioner


my new life:



Ariella's POV:

I wake up to a pain in my arm. My eyes shot open, and I see Melissa standing there with a knife in her hand.

"Hey emo. I thought you'd like to be waken up by your favorite thing to do to yourself." She says with a grimace. "Go downstairs and make us breakfast now!" I nod and she walks out.

I go to the bathroom, and clean the cut. Fuck she cut open one of my oldest, deepest cuts. It took a while for it to stop bleeding. When it was done bleeding I put on a jacket over my tank top to hide my arms.

I walk downstairs and see everybody sitting around the table except Liam, Lou and Niall.  I start making pancakes, bacon, grits, sausage, fruit salad. When I'm done I get milk and orange juice out and put it on the table in the dining room. I set the table and put the food on it.

Everybody comes and sits down at the table. After they all get their food and start eating I sit down.

"Eww what are you doing? You're too fat to eat." Melissa says.

"Yeah we don't need your emo-ness to rub off on us." Zayn says.

"Go lose some weight before you come sit and eat with us." Harry snickers. My eyes start watering up. I let one tear slip before I run upstairs. I go into the bathroom connected to my room. I grab my razor and sit on the toilet seat.

The tears start rolling down faster. I grip the razor tighter and scribble 'fat' in my wrist, then 'worthless' and 'ugly' join. I start shaking from crying so much. I leave the blood to drip and go out to get some clothes.

I go back to the bathroom and lock the door. I take of my clothes and look in the mirror.



I turn on the water in the shower and get in. I wash my hair, and body. Then I break down and start making more cuts. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6.7. 8. The razor makes a loud dropping sound, then I relies that I cut too deep and need to stop. I rinse the cuts then hop out.

I dry off and put on underwear. I put on (pic in comments) black skinnies, a black cami, a dark red varsity jacket, and dark red converse. I put in my black plugs. I paint my nails black, and straighten my hair. I style it so it had lots of volume (like in cover pic). Then I put on foundation, black eye shadow, black eyeliner on top and bottom and connected the lines, then mascara, and finally a dark red lipstick.

I decide to go skateboarding. It always calms me down. I grab my favorite board and walk downstairs. I go to Melissa.

"Hey umm I'm going out for a while." I say.

"Bye slut. Hope you get raped!" She says rolling her eyes and walking away.

I sigh and walk out the door. I jump on my board and go around the neighborhood a while. I start singing Bulletproof Love by Pierce the Veil quietly. Then I hear someone besides me. I look to my right and see a car rolling up.

"Hey baby. Wanna come to my house?" A guy in his late teens says.

"Umm I think I'll pass." I say skating fast. But he also speeds up.

"Come on. It wouldn't be the first time you did." The guys says. Then it clicks.



My last boyfriend Tyler.




We started dating when I was fifteen. He was two years older. We dated for almost two years. That was until I escaped from him until now. It's been five months. How did he find me?

I start panicking. I pick up my skateboard and run all the way home. I don't look back once, I just keep running. I run all the way to the front door. I open the door and when I get in I slam it shut. I fall down in front of the door and start hyperventilating. Melissa knows what he did to me. And what he did to her.

Everybody stares at me like I've lost my mind.

"WHAT THE FUCK BITCH!" Melissa screeches at me.

"T-ty-Tyler." I stutter then I burst out crying.











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