* back home *

Two days ago I was in Paris with the boy who loves me and who I love.And now...I'm sitting in school in maths acting like I understand what Mr.Hamilton's talking about.He's talking way too much.It's so annoying

'Ms.Porter,if you don't have better things to do than to dream then tell me what I was talking about the last lesson'

Mr.Hamilton's such an ass.To dream is much more interesting than listening to the bullshit I know that I don't even need.Where the fuck do I have to use algebra?

'Sorry Mr.Hamilton.It's not going to happen again' I finally whisper

Then lesson goes on,but I'm already pissed off.
Because it's so hot today,Sandra and I decide to go swimming with Darcy,Sophie and some of their friends

It makes so much fun until I notice two men with cameras taking pictures of us.

'What are these men doing?' I ask Darcy nervously.Just now she noticed the two people.

'I don't know but I don't like the idea of what they can do with those pictures.'

'What should we do?' I am getting more nervous because they don't stop with it

'Now.We are going to ask them out.' I frown 'C'mon' She beckons me to come as she goes out of the water
So we head to those idiots but even now they don't stop taking pictures both of us

'What's that going to be when you both finished?' Darcy snaps at them
They don't answer but take more pictures

'Hey I'm talking to you' Darcy's getting louder
One of them smirks and now I realize that they're just taking pictures of me.Fuck.

'We're just taking pictures of Mrs.Horan and her beautifully dark-skinned friend having fun in the pool' Oh God

'What?!' Darcy shouts at them
I grap her by her arm and pull her backwards

'They're taking pictures of me.Because..'

'Because what' Darcy interrupts me

'Because I'm Niall Horan's girlfriend' She first looks at me in disbelief and then starts smiling

'What the fuck.You are Niall 'Irish 1D God' Horan's girlfriend?' She aks me loudly

'Yes.Could you please talk a little bit quiet' I ask through gritted teeths

'Of course' She whispers back 'What are we going to do with those idiots?' She smiles at me

'I don't know.Any suggestions?'

'Let me talk to them' She steps back to them

'Could you please just stop taking pictures of us? It's really annoying and we just want to have fun' She asks very politely

'May your wish be my command' The other one smirks and then they leave
Thank heaven that Darcy's there

'Oh my God.Thank you soo much' I scream hugging here

'No probem but really..what is this about you and Niall?'

'Oh dear..that's a long long story...'

After the paparazzi experience I had,I just want to go to bed and sleep
Niall's not at home,he's still in the studio,so I decide to call my dad and tell him what the unknown person on the phone told me about 'her'.

'Hello?'

'Hi,dad.It's me Jordan.How are you?'

'I'm good.How are you?How's Niall?'

'We're both fine..uhm dad I have to talk to you about something important'

'OK?'

'It's that someone called me and told me some terrible things about...mum'

'What did the person tell you?' He sounds angry now

'He told me...he told me' I can hardly breathe but I have to say this ' that mum never commited suicide.'

'WHAT!?' Ok,he is angry now

'He said you don't want me to know this,but because his days on this world are already counted,he wanted to tell me that mum..she never commited suicide but was killed by someone.He couldn't say the name,because the line cut off' My cheeks are wet caused by my tears

'Dad,I'm too old for your lies and your stories just tell me what happend.Ok.Just tell it to me'

He's quiet

'Dad?'

Nothing

'Dad?!'

Still nothing

'DAD!? Are you still one the phone?'

'Y-Yes.I am.I-I I don't know what to say.You're right.You're too old for my fairytales but..I can't.'
He stutters,his voice sounds numb with grief

'You can't what?!' I snap at him

'I..I am so sorry Jordan.I can't do that to you.Don't live the same life that I lived,be something better,please.Forgive me'

WHAT THE FUCK!!

'Dad!!..Dad!!'

Nothing

Damn.He's cut the line off

I'm all alone,in my boyfriends big apartement and I'm exhausted
I'm just exhausted.I can't even cry anymore.

"You're too old for my fairytales but I can't "

That's everything he can say about that.What does that even mean?

"Don't live the same life I lived"

What does this man,my dad wants to tell me?Am I just too stupid to get it?
I fall asleep half an hour later with this words,his words

Notes

Hey guys hope you enjoy my little story
Love you
Bye bye
xx justteenagedirtbags