Broken

After that slightly awkward encounter with Zayn, I stopped cutting as frequently. It wasn’t that big of a deal, but I felt better.
Another odd thing going through my mind. I think I like one of the boys, but I honestly am so lonely, so this is probably my brains way of coping with the loneliness, to make me develop feelings for someone.

That doesn’t even really make sense. I'm not even that lonely, it's just that the boys are at rehearsal, so I'm sitting on my favorite couch in the living room, playing temple run, and eating the rest of the cookie dough ice cream*.

Notice how I say 'the rest'? Well let me tell you something, Niall eats like there's no tomorrow. We just got this ice cream yesterday. YESTERDAY! And there's like, three scoops left.

"TRACI!" The boys are home.

"NIALL!" I scream back.

"WHY ARE YOU EATING MY ICE CREAM?! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!" He pretends to fake cry while I, on the other hand, can't stop giggling.

"Ni-Niall, sto-stop, It-its not you-your ice cre-cream!" I can't breathe, I'm laughing so hard. Most people wouldn't find this funny at all, but you should have seen his face.

After our little fight over whose ice cream it was, we both realized that the ice cream was gone. Hmmm, mysterious, don't you think?

We all of a sudden hear a very loud, very high pitched scream.

Notes

* You probably thought that this doesn't make any sense, because why would a person that hates themself for everything eat such fattening high caloric foods. Well, Traci might be depressed, but nothing will get in the way of her food. Thought I'd make that clear. :)

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