Lovestruck By The Bad Boy [Completed]

Wait for me to come home

Hey, I'm Holly, Holly McCarthy and this is my story. I was a nothing, an absolute nothing. Till one day my life changed. 

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Yeah, I like to pretend that my life is a rolling movie, and if it was, that would be the opening line for it.  You have to bear with my dramatics for a bit. 

Well for now, I was struggling to adjust to my new life. 

It had been exactly a month since I had shifted here. To a new city, to a new life. I had always heard this phrase but it wasn't as easy as it sounded. It was painful to leave back all my friends, my fond memories, and my school. 

As usual, I was never consulted about this change. I was pushed into it. My parents loved me and wanted the best for me, however, they were completely oblivious to my dreams. Or they liked to believe that they knew exactly what I wanted. Both dangerous scenarios. 

The day I applied for the scholarship to St Xavier's, I knew that my life would soon change. But I was way too attached to my home and everything else around me that I continued to live in denial, that maybe... just maybe, I wouldn't get the scholarship.

Blasting 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran on my Bluetooth speaker, I began contemplating life.

"So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. Holding me closer till our eyes meet. You will never be alone..." I sang the chorus expressing the 'depth' of my emotions, clutching my heart. I warned you. You have to put up with my dramatics a bit. I'm a Libran woman you see. 

My new neighbours probably hated me already. But I felt like I was singing this song to my...well...old house! Yes, I know I sound pathetic. But it's not like I had to part ways with my boyfriend or anything. Cause I'm single. Practically been single, since the second I opened my eyes. 

But hey, I did hold my old house very dear to my heart. It did feel like a part of me was cut away, when I found out that we had to move because I had gotten into the state's best school. I put up a fake smile and pretended that I was so happy about this change. I never let my parents know about my true feelings, especially after that incident.

I was never the popular sort, even in my previous school. That is if you want to box people into 'those' categories. I was the one who had a few but true friends as they say. Never got involved with guys...always the 'good girl', the person that stood first in class, yadda yadda, you get the brief. 

Somewhere inside me, I had always felt that this 'perfect person' was not me. It was someone who I was forced to be. Just a façade to hide who I actually was. I too had dreams... crazy dreams I must say... maybe a few wild fantasies? But they were mostly suppressed in some corner of my heart, hoping that someday I would be able to set them free. With the right person by my side. And live my life a bit? But hey, not today.

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Walking through the hallways of St Xavier's Academy, I noticed people huddled close to each other in their groups. Oh, how I yearned for the comfort of my friends that I left behind. The comfort of familiarity.  Some people were giving me the stinker eye, others were just plain ignoring me. As for me, I never cared about what people thought of me. I just roll my eyes at practically everything. Ranging from a banana to a bitch! Pardon my French. 

St Xavier's Academy, everyone's dream, and now I was living that dream. It was the most popular high school in our state and the most expensive one too. I could not have afforded a month's fee in a million years if it wasn't for the scholarship.

Anyway back to the school tour, I tried to avoid eye contact with most people. Until I saw a smaller group who somehow seemed 'normal', at the risk of sounding rude. Even though I was petrified, I approached them because I didn't know the way to my class and I certainly did not want to be late on my first day. First impressions as they say...