Jaylie's POV
Moving. A jaar geleden I would have simply refused to. But that was before...
It's all because of my jackass boyfriend(well, ex-boyfriend now), Blake.
~Flashback~
I was sitting in my room tweeting when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Blake. Oh, how I love Blake so much!, I thought. We've been dating for two months. And these are the best two months I've ever had.
Conversation:
Blake-hey, Honey Suckle ;)
Me-heyyy wat's up?
Blake-just thinking about u and how I'm missing u so much <3
Me-awww u know u just saw me when u picked me up from school about an uur ago
Blake-it's only been an hour? Wow it feels like all day. Can I come over?
Me-well, of course! :)
10 minuten later I heard the doorbell. That was Blake.
"I've got it! It's Blake!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs. As soon as I opened the door Blake grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me. He started backing me up so he could come in without breaking the kiss.
"EWWW! MOMMA! DADDY! JAYLIE AND BLAKE ARE KISSING!" my 4 jaar old brother, Riley screamed.
"You won't be to happy when u get old enough to have a girlfriend and she does that to you," my other 15 jaar old brother, Dylan, told him.
"Come on, let's go to my room," I zei to Blake. We walked up he stairs and went to my room and shut the door. Blake was already sitting on my bed when I turned around. I sat beside him.
"Now, where were we?" he asked as he leaned in and started kissing me. It was just a soft kiss at first but then he started to deepen the kiss(something I enjoyed). Then we started playing tug-of-war with our tongues(I enjoyed that also). Then, to my surprise, he gently leaned me back on the bed. He began to kiss my neck and nibble my ear. He then ran his hands underneath my overhemd, shirt and lifted it over my head and took it off. I did the same with him. But once he began to unhook my bra, I stopped him.
"No, Blake, wait," I said.
"Wait for what?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, but I'm just not ready yet," I zei apologeticly.
"Jaylie, u always say that. Your eighteen years old! Yes u are ready," he said. "I've been ready for a maand now but I've been waiting for you. I don't know how much longer I can wait."
"Just please give me some meer time, okay?" I pleaded.
"No. I'm not wasting anymore time. I've u won't, then we're done," he said.
I justes stared at him, shocked. "Well, fine! If thats all u care about then I don't want u as a boyfriend anyway!" I yelled at him. And with that he left.
Later that night at 2am...
I was laying there in my bed trying to get some sleep when I heard my window open. Oh, shit! I forgot to lock it! I got up and I saw it was Blake holding a bouquet of red roses.
"I'm sorry for what I zei earlier. I can't live without you. And if living with u in my life means having to wait...then I will," he said. I looked at him. His cute face in the moonlight. I had to forgive him. I smiled and ran to him and kissed him. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. We ended up getting to the exact same place we were last time. And, just like last time, I stopped him.
"Blake-" I started.
"Shhh. Don't talk. Let our bodies talk, not our mouths."
"But-"
"But nothing. Shut up like I said."
I was shocked to hear him say that. He's never zei anything like that to me before. Before I could register what he was doing, he put a piece of eend tape on my mouth. I started hyperventilating. Then, to my horror, he got a pocket mes out and held it against my throat.
"Now u know what I mean door shut up and don't verplaats don't you?" he asked.
Before he could continue, my bedroom door opened and my light was flipped on.
"Jaylie...? Jaylie, what-?" Riley didn't finish the question. "Momma! Daddy! Somebody's hurting Jaylie! Hurry!"
In a blink of an eye, my mom and dad were in my room.
And let's just say that after that, i dont think Blake would ever try that again.
That didn't stop him from hurting me without being near me. When we went back to school, he told every one that I was pregnant and he wasn't the father. So now every one was calling me a whore, a slut, of a slutty whore. I came home pagina crying every dag and my dad got sick of it so...he decided to move.
~End of Flashback~
So there u have it. I'm going to start my college life as a new person. At Los Angeles, California.
This is my first fanfic so I hope u like it and please leave comments! :)
I'll post the volgende part tomorrow of maybe the volgende day
Moving. A jaar geleden I would have simply refused to. But that was before...
It's all because of my jackass boyfriend(well, ex-boyfriend now), Blake.
~Flashback~
I was sitting in my room tweeting when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Blake. Oh, how I love Blake so much!, I thought. We've been dating for two months. And these are the best two months I've ever had.
Conversation:
Blake-hey, Honey Suckle ;)
Me-heyyy wat's up?
Blake-just thinking about u and how I'm missing u so much <3
Me-awww u know u just saw me when u picked me up from school about an uur ago
Blake-it's only been an hour? Wow it feels like all day. Can I come over?
Me-well, of course! :)
10 minuten later I heard the doorbell. That was Blake.
"I've got it! It's Blake!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs. As soon as I opened the door Blake grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me. He started backing me up so he could come in without breaking the kiss.
"EWWW! MOMMA! DADDY! JAYLIE AND BLAKE ARE KISSING!" my 4 jaar old brother, Riley screamed.
"You won't be to happy when u get old enough to have a girlfriend and she does that to you," my other 15 jaar old brother, Dylan, told him.
"Come on, let's go to my room," I zei to Blake. We walked up he stairs and went to my room and shut the door. Blake was already sitting on my bed when I turned around. I sat beside him.
"Now, where were we?" he asked as he leaned in and started kissing me. It was just a soft kiss at first but then he started to deepen the kiss(something I enjoyed). Then we started playing tug-of-war with our tongues(I enjoyed that also). Then, to my surprise, he gently leaned me back on the bed. He began to kiss my neck and nibble my ear. He then ran his hands underneath my overhemd, shirt and lifted it over my head and took it off. I did the same with him. But once he began to unhook my bra, I stopped him.
"No, Blake, wait," I said.
"Wait for what?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, but I'm just not ready yet," I zei apologeticly.
"Jaylie, u always say that. Your eighteen years old! Yes u are ready," he said. "I've been ready for a maand now but I've been waiting for you. I don't know how much longer I can wait."
"Just please give me some meer time, okay?" I pleaded.
"No. I'm not wasting anymore time. I've u won't, then we're done," he said.
I justes stared at him, shocked. "Well, fine! If thats all u care about then I don't want u as a boyfriend anyway!" I yelled at him. And with that he left.
Later that night at 2am...
I was laying there in my bed trying to get some sleep when I heard my window open. Oh, shit! I forgot to lock it! I got up and I saw it was Blake holding a bouquet of red roses.
"I'm sorry for what I zei earlier. I can't live without you. And if living with u in my life means having to wait...then I will," he said. I looked at him. His cute face in the moonlight. I had to forgive him. I smiled and ran to him and kissed him. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. We ended up getting to the exact same place we were last time. And, just like last time, I stopped him.
"Blake-" I started.
"Shhh. Don't talk. Let our bodies talk, not our mouths."
"But-"
"But nothing. Shut up like I said."
I was shocked to hear him say that. He's never zei anything like that to me before. Before I could register what he was doing, he put a piece of eend tape on my mouth. I started hyperventilating. Then, to my horror, he got a pocket mes out and held it against my throat.
"Now u know what I mean door shut up and don't verplaats don't you?" he asked.
Before he could continue, my bedroom door opened and my light was flipped on.
"Jaylie...? Jaylie, what-?" Riley didn't finish the question. "Momma! Daddy! Somebody's hurting Jaylie! Hurry!"
In a blink of an eye, my mom and dad were in my room.
And let's just say that after that, i dont think Blake would ever try that again.
That didn't stop him from hurting me without being near me. When we went back to school, he told every one that I was pregnant and he wasn't the father. So now every one was calling me a whore, a slut, of a slutty whore. I came home pagina crying every dag and my dad got sick of it so...he decided to move.
~End of Flashback~
So there u have it. I'm going to start my college life as a new person. At Los Angeles, California.
This is my first fanfic so I hope u like it and please leave comments! :)
I'll post the volgende part tomorrow of maybe the volgende day
Made by Vampire_Lover97
One Direction <33
Each member of one direction has a distinct style. Let's start with Harry. His signature items are blazers and bow ties. Niall horan usually sports a polo overhemd, shirt all the way buttoned up with a cardigan, like in the "one thing" muziek video. Zayn Malik tends to wear letter jackets, like the kind jocks wear at high schools. On special occasions, Liam likes to wear suit vest things. Now, Louis William tomlinson has a VERY distinct style. His signature look is a striped tee shirt, red capris, suspenders, and toms shoes. So basically, he dresses like a fashionable sailor!! That is generally what I have to say about each member of 1D's style!!
Hello. My name is paisley Alexa Carter.
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If u don't like it whatever. My best friend is Harry Styles. I'm Irish, a big reason I'm bullied..
I get picked on at school. For being 'ugly'. That is all I hear, everyday. "Ugly!" "Fat!" "Weirdo!" All because I'm Irish, I sing, and play guitar. Who even cares? Oh, try telling the people at my school that. I dropped out, and am taking classes online. I'm going to stay with Harry and his band One Direction for a while as my parents are in America doing whoever knows. This should be fun.. I hope.
This is link
If u don't like it whatever. My best friend is Harry Styles. I'm Irish, a big reason I'm bullied..
I get picked on at school. For being 'ugly'. That is all I hear, everyday. "Ugly!" "Fat!" "Weirdo!" All because I'm Irish, I sing, and play guitar. Who even cares? Oh, try telling the people at my school that. I dropped out, and am taking classes online. I'm going to stay with Harry and his band One Direction for a while as my parents are in America doing whoever knows. This should be fun.. I hope.
