Clutching my pillow tighter to my chest, a soft sob left my lips as a taste of salt lingered on my tongue. My chest rose and fell with each harsh breath I took in attempt to calm my erotic heart. Chewing on my bottom lip, I averted my gaze from the end table and turned to stare out the window. I untangled one of my hands from the firm grip I had on my pillow and grazed my fingers against the cool glass of my window. Although the rain was outisde, I felt a drop of water on my fingertips. Whether it be from the condensation of the glass or a tear that crept down my cheeks, I have no idea.
There might be oceans between us
In my heart and my mind
We're gonna show'em what we're made of
And if forever is not enough
Would you go down with me?
To the bottom of the sea
"Shut up!" I whispered, voice cracking as I glared at my cell phone. I knew he was calling, it was his ringtone after all.
"Shut up." I repeated, voice growing in volume as I watched the phone squirm across the table, shaking as he tried to talk to me.
"Stop it!" I cried as the phone began to ring again after the first call went to voice mail.
"Shut up!" I screamed, throwing my pillow across the room. I watched with red eyes as the pillow knocked off a picture frame from the top shelf, the glass shattering with the impact of the floor.
Hitting the end button of my phone, I stood up slowly as walked over to the fallen photograph, stepping around the shards of glass before picking up the image. Closing my eyes, I allowed the rest of my tears to escape my closed eyes, laughing harshly when I opened them to stare at the picture. Fingering the happy couple the resided in the paper, I let out another choked sob before ripping the picture in half. Gasping soflty, I watched as his image danced lightly in the air before landing among the broken glass.
His smile used to spark a fire in my heart but now it made me feel nausous and weak. Walking over to my bed I picked up the magazine that caused my heartache. Ripping the cover off the stupid tabloid, I ran outside in the rain and pulled the lighter out of my pocket. I watched with a small smile as the paper blew up in flames before the rain managed to put out the flames. Staring down at the headline I let out one last strangled laugh before I looked up at the sky and allowed the rain to fall on my face.
The past seven months I learned my lesson. Long distance relationships are hard. They're even harder when you live oceans apart. But they're even harder when you date a boy from a band. So how did I end up here exactl? Well it all started when my parents allowed me to visit London that summer...
Long time no update huh? I have a billion excuses as to why I haven't updated in a while ranging from school to work to being in my school musical. I also, honestly, lost my interst in writing When It Rains for a while but I will continue it, I promise. But during the meantime while I work on that I have been working on this new story. It's different from the other stories I normally write, the biggest being that it's not a joshayley. I know right? This one is different, it's actually a One Direction story ( credits to my sisters for this one) which is completely out of my comfort zone but I'm excited about it. I hope you guys will still read this story. I like how its coming out so far and I promise that I will update When It Rains soon.