Finding Myself.
Clara didn’t make me go to school for the rest of that day.
It was now, 7:00pm, and I’d had a shower, and eaten dinner with Clara and Niall.
Sitting in my bedroom, I doted on what to do.
Homework? Wait, I didn’t have any…
Go up into the attic again and look at stage props? Boring now.
Talk to Clara and Niall? Oh, their watching 127 hours, the most boring movie E.V.E.R, according to me.
I sighed, flopped back onto my bed, and looked up at my ceiling.
Then, I realised I hadn’t checked my Facebook ever since I’d been here.
“Clara!” I yelled from my bedroom. My voice obviously had travelled to the lounge-room, because Clara replied.
“Yes!? What is it? I’m trying to watch this movie!”
“Is there a laptop around here?” I yelled back, not taking notice of her comment.
“Niall and I’s room! My bedside table!” She yelled.
I felt no need to reply. I’d already interrupted my fair share. I walked down the hall and into Niall and Clara’s room. I was pleased with myself that I’d learnt my way around the house.
“Laptop?” I muttered to myself, walking around the room to Clara’s side of the bed.
And there it was, sitting next to a picture framed in a wooden frame, holding a photo of Niall and Clara at the beach. Arm in arm, cheeks touching, they smiled, lying on the two towels on the sand. They looked young, very young. Maybe 16? I smiled at the photo, than grabbed the laptop.
I bounded down to my room.
Sitting on my bed, I opened the laptop. The screensaver was the same picture as the one on Clara’s bedside table. I clicked the internet button and logged onto Facebook…
The first thing that caught my eye was an ad on the side of my news feed.
One Direction to announce tour dates and places! Keep your eye out Directioners. I rolled my eyes at the ad and clicked the tiny ‘x’ in the corner of the advertisement. Thinking about that tour was the last thing I wanted to be doing right now…
I dragged my eyes over to the bright red symbols at the top of my Facebook page.
‘43 notifications’
’16 messages’
‘14 friend requests’
The friend requests were from Clara, Kieran, Lacy, Addison, Carmen, Liberty, Cassie, Amberley, Alexis, Niall, Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn. I accepted them all and moved onto the messages. They were all from my friends back home, telling me how much they missed me. I replied to most of them, and moved onto the notifications. Most of them were, again, from my friends back home liking or commenting on my pictures, and posting on my wall. But one caught my eye.
‘Harry Styles posted on your timeline.’
I clicked on the notification eagerly.
Why was my heart beating 100 miles per hour…?
‘You won’t get it straight away, but you’ll understand soon.’ He had written, and posted a picture underneath.
OH NO. OH HELL FUCKING NO.
I had my head thrown back, laughing like crazy. I was in Harry’s land rover, and the camera had just caught his fingers digging into my side gently. The window was open behind me. The photo was obviously an action-shot, because the camera was blurry, like the photographer had been moving.
Then it hit me. Harry must have taken a photo of me while he was tickling me! And of course, I didn’t notice because I was laughing my ass off.
“That bitch!” I said, emphasizing the bitch part.
‘One notification’ the laptop beeped and my notification sign flashed a red ‘1’.
I clicked.
‘Lacy Hemphry commented on a photo on you were tagged in’
My heart skipped a beat.
‘Destiny, you better take this photo down or I’ll ruin you.’
Lacy’s nasty comment was unexpected, but then I realised.
The open window of Harry’s land rover was facing the school. In the background, far away, but close enough to see, Lacy was making out with Kieran, the guy Cassie had a MASSIVE thing for. Obviously Cassie hadn’t seen it yet.
I now understood. Harry said he was going to get back at Lacy for being a twat to me… I didn’t think he meant it… The caption now made sense too…
‘I didn’t post this Lacy, it’s not my fault.’
I watched the curser blink a few times, than pressed enter.
Another notification soon arrived.
‘Tell Harry, even though he is absolutely perf, that if he doesn’t take this down, I will ruin you, Destiny. Socially and emotionally. Watch you’re back, “babe”.
I didn’t reply. I just grabbed my phone, and dialled Harry’s number.
“Hello?” His husky voice came down the phone.
“Get your ass to my house, NOW.”
It was now, 7:00pm, and I’d had a shower, and eaten dinner with Clara and Niall.
Sitting in my bedroom, I doted on what to do.
Homework? Wait, I didn’t have any…
Go up into the attic again and look at stage props? Boring now.
Talk to Clara and Niall? Oh, their watching 127 hours, the most boring movie E.V.E.R, according to me.
I sighed, flopped back onto my bed, and looked up at my ceiling.
Then, I realised I hadn’t checked my Facebook ever since I’d been here.
“Clara!” I yelled from my bedroom. My voice obviously had travelled to the lounge-room, because Clara replied.
“Yes!? What is it? I’m trying to watch this movie!”
“Is there a laptop around here?” I yelled back, not taking notice of her comment.
“Niall and I’s room! My bedside table!” She yelled.
I felt no need to reply. I’d already interrupted my fair share. I walked down the hall and into Niall and Clara’s room. I was pleased with myself that I’d learnt my way around the house.
“Laptop?” I muttered to myself, walking around the room to Clara’s side of the bed.
And there it was, sitting next to a picture framed in a wooden frame, holding a photo of Niall and Clara at the beach. Arm in arm, cheeks touching, they smiled, lying on the two towels on the sand. They looked young, very young. Maybe 16? I smiled at the photo, than grabbed the laptop.
I bounded down to my room.
Sitting on my bed, I opened the laptop. The screensaver was the same picture as the one on Clara’s bedside table. I clicked the internet button and logged onto Facebook…
The first thing that caught my eye was an ad on the side of my news feed.
One Direction to announce tour dates and places! Keep your eye out Directioners. I rolled my eyes at the ad and clicked the tiny ‘x’ in the corner of the advertisement. Thinking about that tour was the last thing I wanted to be doing right now…
I dragged my eyes over to the bright red symbols at the top of my Facebook page.
‘43 notifications’
’16 messages’
‘14 friend requests’
The friend requests were from Clara, Kieran, Lacy, Addison, Carmen, Liberty, Cassie, Amberley, Alexis, Niall, Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn. I accepted them all and moved onto the messages. They were all from my friends back home, telling me how much they missed me. I replied to most of them, and moved onto the notifications. Most of them were, again, from my friends back home liking or commenting on my pictures, and posting on my wall. But one caught my eye.
‘Harry Styles posted on your timeline.’
I clicked on the notification eagerly.
Why was my heart beating 100 miles per hour…?
‘You won’t get it straight away, but you’ll understand soon.’ He had written, and posted a picture underneath.
OH NO. OH HELL FUCKING NO.
I had my head thrown back, laughing like crazy. I was in Harry’s land rover, and the camera had just caught his fingers digging into my side gently. The window was open behind me. The photo was obviously an action-shot, because the camera was blurry, like the photographer had been moving.
Then it hit me. Harry must have taken a photo of me while he was tickling me! And of course, I didn’t notice because I was laughing my ass off.
“That bitch!” I said, emphasizing the bitch part.
‘One notification’ the laptop beeped and my notification sign flashed a red ‘1’.
I clicked.
‘Lacy Hemphry commented on a photo on you were tagged in’
My heart skipped a beat.
‘Destiny, you better take this photo down or I’ll ruin you.’
Lacy’s nasty comment was unexpected, but then I realised.
The open window of Harry’s land rover was facing the school. In the background, far away, but close enough to see, Lacy was making out with Kieran, the guy Cassie had a MASSIVE thing for. Obviously Cassie hadn’t seen it yet.
I now understood. Harry said he was going to get back at Lacy for being a twat to me… I didn’t think he meant it… The caption now made sense too…
‘I didn’t post this Lacy, it’s not my fault.’
I watched the curser blink a few times, than pressed enter.
Another notification soon arrived.
‘Tell Harry, even though he is absolutely perf, that if he doesn’t take this down, I will ruin you, Destiny. Socially and emotionally. Watch you’re back, “babe”.
I didn’t reply. I just grabbed my phone, and dialled Harry’s number.
“Hello?” His husky voice came down the phone.
“Get your ass to my house, NOW.”
that was the last chapter of Finding Myself until the next book in the series ! :)
If you want to know what happens, you gotta wait for book 2 ! But don't worry, it'll be up soon xoxo
11/21/13