The Untold Story

One Direction is now known as the group with infectious tunes. But take a trip back to freshman year of high school. With abusive relationships, drinking, affairs, and deaths, follow Lindsay Prescott through the trials and tribulations of high school with the band and friends. Through the eyes of a typical teen girl, Lindsay exposes to us the the untold stories of 1D that not even the press could do.


33. The Bride Felt Blue

     With two half naked boys skipping school, one with a girl and one drunk, you'd think that we'd go down in flames. But almost and hour later, we were let loose early for Thanksgiving Break, told that if Logan, Aj, Niall,and I didn't get our act together by next Monday, we'd have expulsion. 

Walking out of the building, the rain hit my head, rolling down my face and stinging in my eyes. My mother came by, unaware that for the next 10 days, I wouldn't be going to school. She rolled down the window, flashing a toothy grin and looking to Aj.

"Hey babydoll, your mom asked me drive you home," Aj looked to me, and thats when I noticed the red slashes running down her eyes. Her hair was frizzed and falling out, going in all directions. Her black eye now seemed like an understatement. Aj's clothes, which are usually considered the cutest in school, was stretched, her scarf's threads mangled at the ends and the neck of her shirt tugged to hang low on her shoulder. She looked emotionless now, as if the attitude of a badass left alongside her clothes.

Aj's dagger-eyes paused a moment to climb in the car, sliding to the far side and placing her book bag in her lap, slamming her face into the bag. My mother seemed to be oblivious to the fact that Aj and I hated eachother and that's why we'd gotten ISS. She just sat in her seat, staring out at the rain slapping the misty window and changing the gear of the car.

"So, how was your day at school Aj? Lindsay?" she pulled out of the parking lot, and from the back of my eye I saw Zayn crossing the lot to his car, his hoodie drenched and pulled over his dark hair. He held fists in his pockets, and never looked up once.

"Fine, Mrs. Prescott," Aj uttered in a monotone fashion, coughing and wiping tears away from her eyes. That's when I noticed that her forehead had a gash in it, stretching from her black eye to her hairline in a bright red streak. She looked to me, and for once I saw genuine fear in her- "Don't tell,"

After what felt like forever, my mom finally edged her way over the cement and eased into the garage. For a brief second, there was nothing but silence and the sound of the car winding. Aj opened the door, practically throwing herself from the car and giving the door a gentle slam.

Mom hung her head low, and eventually pushed the hair from her face, not daring to look me in the eyes.

"Who's Logan Price?" his name escaped her lips sounding like poison drifting through the thin air. The principal had called.

"Just a boy," I attempted escape, only to be stopped by Mom locking the door and clearing her throat.

"Really, Lindsay? Because I'm sure you wouldn't have left ISS abruptly to go frolicking with a shirtless boy," for once, her voice was sincere and stern.

"He had a shirt on when we got back," I reassured her.

She finally turned to face me, her eyes beaming at me, "This is not a game. This year, it started with Niall. Then Alan. And now you and Aj and Zayn and some random junior are all skipping school to take place in sexual situations? Is this how you want your freshman year to be remebered? As a girl who fights her bestie in the lunchroom and kisses multiple guys? This isn't like you Lindsay. You're entire existence and reputation is falling apart at the seams because of guys and you seem to be fine with it!"

At that, I looked back at her. "Mom, do you remember what it was like to be 15? To have guys play you and friends betray you and feel alone at heart in a crowded room? Do you understand that in 4 months I've lost my virginity, had a friend DIE, and have my first official relationship ruined BECAUSE of that death? You've grown and experienced life, but Mom I'm living it. So please just stop yapping like Aj and Niall and see my side of this rather than being selfish!" I manually tugged up at the lock, rushing from the car and running into the house, searching for the bathroom. My vision was blurred from tears, but with soaked hair and clothes the sadness just blended in like a perfect remedy.

At last I topped the staircase, going to the upstairs bathroom where Mom never went. The door was locked.

"AJ! Let me in!" it was quiet, only the sound of running water and my own sobs roamed the house. I gripped the handle and thrusted my body into the bathroom.

"Lindsay?" Aj whispered. She was naked, bleeding onto the bathroom floor from her wrist. A pocket knife lay among the messy floor, along with her drenched clothes. Aj weeped, and fell into the filled tub, pushing a wave of dull pink water splashing over the edge.


Hey readers! Sorry it takes so long to publish all these tiny chapters, but with my birthday and school I've been very busy lately. But trust me, Lindsay's birthday and Christmas and TUS Part One Finale are still to come. Believe in me, and thanks for reading! 😘


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