Daily George left to wherever, and I was beginning to get a bit suspicious.
But that didn't matter to me at the moment. Zayn was leaving today. I cried myself to sleep in his arms last night. I never usually got this emotional, but Zayn was all I had left. Every few seconds he'd remind me that he'd be back but that didn't stop my tears. But even if he hesitated to go a bunch of times, i insisted. I was just so mixed emotional. At last this morning I wiped away my last tear. "I don't want you to miss your plane." I told him. He nodded than gave me a long and meaningful hug. We promised each other to keep in touch and when he told me he'd visit a lot of times I felt like some of the weight I've been carrying on my shoulders lifted off. "I love you, Zayn. Good luck on the competition. I'll surely be voting for you." I laughed. Zayn kissed me on the cheek, in a friendly way nothing personal, and he was off. Gone. But not forever, I sighed.

At school the next few days I was very lonely. Without Zayn, I am a complete loner. But on the brightside, tomorrow was the last day of school and also happened to be my birthday. I woke up from not the best way you'd like to wake up on your birthday

"Why the hell are your socks laying around in the living room!" Yelled George. I sighed. Well, this is what I got to live with now. Nothing I can do about it. I wondered why he cared anyways, he never did before. He'd actually just leave me in the dumps to live for all I know.

"Why so spiffy?" I asked. His eyes narrowed.

"Doesn't matter. Just go to freaking school and go find yourself a job. Can't have you at home today." I stared at him suspicious.

"Why?" I asked.

"I didn't raise you to ask questions!" He yelled,"Now, beat it!" I was used to this torment and home and didn't want it to ruin my day. Besides, Today I'd be 17 at last. Last year Zayn and Dana threw me a huge sweet 16, but now without either of them, I couldn't imagine how bad today would be. I finger combed my brunette hair and put on a cute dress. It was my birthday, had to look pretty. But it wasn't like I was trying to impress anyone.

I got to school on time to not get yelled at my P.E teacher. But I did get yelled at by someone…

I walked in the girls locker room only to find a crying Ashley Haynes being surrounded. When I walked in to see what's up the whole crowd turned at looked at me. Then Ashley got up and yelled. "It's all her fault!" At first I was all confused and then I understood. She was still pissed about the fact that she was banned from the prom tonight. I rolled my eyes and started walking towards gym when a tall football player stood in front of my way. To my first impression he looked like big foot, but it wasn't until Ashley stood beside him that I understood that this guy was Ashley's boyfriend and he was about to teach me a lesson.

After being tortured in front of the gym until my P.E teacher finally stepped in and got me out of it, I learned that Ashley Haynes really wanted to go to this prom. If that wasn't obvious enough. The day went by very slowly and not to my surprise, I hadn't received a single birthday wish. I was beginning to think this was also the reason my mother had left us. I would've started crying right there but it turned out I didn't have much tears left. After school, instead of going home, I did what George had made me do. Get a job. After a few put downs, I finally found a job at Subway. My first day at work was in a few days so that meant I had to think of something to do until I could go home. That was until i received a text from George to 'Get my ass at home because he had some business to take care of.'

Just great.