It Doesn't Change A Thing.. ( 1D ) Editing
"You do trust me, right?" His voice thin and if it wavered slightly, well that was no ones business but ours.
I hesitated, only for a second, questioning myself, but when I nodded, I was surprised but sure that I did. "I do, I trust you!"
Emma's life is far from perfect. Her sense of humour is dry, her trust issues severe and her heart steeled. By all means, she just couldn't enjoy life as much as she should, anxiety isn't as fun as people seem to think, fuck you very much, and thanks to a former relationship she likes to handle things on her own. Her rage is a force to be reckoned with, which is well known amongst the people that surround her.
Her closest and only friend Angi is obsessing about the british/irish boyband the whole world is fussing about and Emma just couldn't care less. As annoying as her friends dedication might be, she could only dream of being as passionate about something, as her friend is about these boys.
Now what if these boys charge into her life, bringing along a whole lot of fans, unwanted public exposure and somehow the feeling of home in an overly stuffed tourbus.
And while she is just trying to survive another year without actually killing someone, these five have made it their job to annoy the red head as much as they can without getting themselves killed.
And what if that just serves to prove to her, that strength doesn't neccessarily lay in the calm but actually in the trust to survive the storm together.
WARNING: I started writing this like three years ago. So it's kind of CARROT'ish....Also it's cliché and contains a whole lot of swearing. I would like to apologize for my horrible grammar and the limited vocabulary. I'm VERY slowly editing this story but I've got work and that comes first.
Another warning: Zayn is in this book and he is there to stay. So if that causes you anxiety or makes you cry or uncomfortable or anything like that, don't read this. He doesn't have a major plot but he is there so tread cautiously.