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Serophina's POV
Oh my goodness! How could Liam leave me alone like that? I don't really know anything about them, I only know there names which isn't a lot compared to what I know about Liam. Liam and I talked the whole ride back. I wanted to run and hide, just like I did when I knew my dad was going to hurt me. I wanted to slap this woman in the face for leaving me on that step for someone to take me and make my life a living nightmare! I didn't trust to be alone with her, the whole time we stood in silence I half expected her to drag me to the adoption center AGAIN! I couldn't look her in the eye, I didn't want to hear her excuse, I didn't care if she was nice or if there was a money issue! I lived 16 years with abusive parents and I don't think I could ever forgive her for that. Not now, not ever. I wanted Liam to come back and take me to my hotel but instead he sat on the couch flipping through channels and play fighting with his mates. I almost burst into tears just standing there looking at these people. Not saying a word I started to walk away. I was almost out of the room when I felt Karen wrap her arms around me and hug me tightly. I hugged her back but I still wasn't going to forgive her. I was upset with her and refused to speak.
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Finally I was in the hotel room. Liam had brought me home, but he looked like he was up to something. I didn't ask. I just changed into my pajamas and went to bed, sound asleep until morning, able to sleep because I knew everything was better then it was any other day of my past. I liked having a dsudden change in my past. I thought it was a sign that things would get better, no matter how long it took. I was happy for that. I was happy and nothing could change my mood, not even my old dad coming back, I would just call the cops at any sudden hit. Yes I was still 16, which meant he would commit child abuse. I learned about it but wasn't able to go to anyone for help on my long nights of suffering, even when I was a newborn I was abused. My dad would slap me and drop me on purpose. No wonder I was so different, well at least it didn't mess up my brain.
~Next morning
I woke up to the maid coming in, so I decided I would shower then go on a tour around London. I changed into Black jeggings, a white t-shirt, grey coat, blue boots, beige purse, and black gloves, and went outside. I was right it would be quite chilly! I walked around for awhile then noticed some one with a camera following me. I got scared, I've never been followed or had my picture taken. Even though my long hair was always in perfect place and I didn't need make-up, I'm naturally beautiful, but still a creepy guy with a camera. Thats when it all happened! I got attacked with a few scratches on my arms and legs, also a bruise around my eye. The paparazzi were after me. I ran for life as soon as I got up, only to be shot a thousand questions.
"Ms. why do you look exactly like Liam Payne?"
"Is there something going on between you and Liam?"
"Does Danielle know about you and Liam?"
"Why did Liam drive you home?"
"What makes you so much different from the rest of the fans?"
"Are you a fan of One Direction?"
"Why were you at Liam's parent's house?"
It kept going on and on, but I just ran until I spotted Liam and the rest of the boys staring at me. I looked over and had blood running down my arm. I started to get light headed, but I never had been quezzy seeing blood before. What was going on? Am I chlosterphobic all of the sudden? Was I loosing to much blood? Or was it just me getting caught up in the moment? Next thing I knew I was unconsious. I only heard screams and a light thud, then an ambulance but that was it. I was then gone, unconsious.
