Hey this my first chapter of my first ever fanfic, so it might be a little rusty. Oh by the way I cant spell, so if something is spelt wrong I'm sorry, or if it doesn't make sense. I also want your views on how I can make it better and I want your opinion on what I should put in the next chapter. Just submit them in the views section. Yes you might see some bold writing but this when the character is doing some thing. Read and enjoy! x
When I was younger I remember having a best friend his name was Louis. He was 11 and I was 6 nearly 7; despite the age difference he never cared about hanging around with someone younger like me. We met at hospital as Louis' Mum was my doctor. When I used to go for check ups Louis always used to be there with Mum and Louis' Mum became best friends and Louis' Mum use to invite us to there house and vice versa.
I remember he always use to take me to the forest place right beside a park where him and his Dad built a tree house. He use to take me there and no one else, I felt really special. Louis' Mum always made us a pack lunch to take with us and every time before we went to the tree house his Mum always uses to say: 'take really good care of her' and he would reply 'I will'. Louis use to tell me everything about school and other stuff that I never really understood but now I do. There was a big lake just underneath the tree house, and Louis as daring as he is, he would jump from the tree house into the lake. Once I was really scared to do it, as I couldn't swim, but then Louis gave me the courage to do so, he taught me how to swim. One day he held my hand and told me after the count of three we would jump, and I did it.
One day my Mum decided to give me a sister which I didn't mind, but with that we also had to move to France as my Mum and Dad felt like a change, I hated change. I didn't want to leave Louis as he was at a very hard point of his life, his Mum and Dad were getting a divorce and as Louis there for me when ever I need him when I was bullied or needed someone to talk to when I was at hospital, he would be there. Louis understood what was happening and knew that I had to go. I didn't want to go, but he was the one telling me to go, so I did as he said and left.
I lost my best friend that day.
France was good better than I thought but I didn't think it was my place to be there. Well I had to put up with it for another 10 years. My Mum and Dad finally decided to move back to England I suppose they were bored. Going back to England was scary I guess as I didn't really have any friends there. Looks like I was back to square 1 again.
MUM: It's a nice day today.
ME: And?
MUM: Why don't you go out?
ME: With who and do what?
MUM: Here, Gives me £20 Go and get something nice. Louis' Mum invited us over on Saturday, they are having a party.
ME: For what?
MUM: Louis' success, didn't I tell you that he got signed by the Simon Cowell with four other boys.
ME: Oh right.
MUM: Come on cheer up.
I went out and caught the bus to Oxford Street. Primark was the first shop I had gone into, to see if hey had anything nice in there, but nothing really caught my eye. I went back home and returning back with nothing. I really wasn't in the mood to get anything, the only reason I went out was to get my Mum off my back.
MUM: Get anything nice?
ME: No.
MUM: What you going to wear then?
ME: I'll find something. Going up the stairs.
