Lights flashing, my heart started beating fast. Loud roars of people yelling and screaming. I took a deep breath and smirked. My mates and I walked up to our mics.
"Ready to rock North America!!!!" Niall yelled. I laughed and stuck my tongue out at the front row. The girls went wild. I love when they scream for me. As the youngest one of the group I am the most popular with women. I'm single. I'm ready to fuckin mingle after this party. Find someone. Take her... or them back to my hotel and have a great time in bed.
Pennsylvania, Allentown.
"Ew!!" I laughed hard. My best friends and I were watching tv and Harry Styles came on tv. I think he's a hideous person. I just don't like the way he treats women. He just fucks them and then leaves them. It's surprising that he doesn't have children yet. "Why is he so sexy!!!!!" I whined watching Zayn sing. I bit on my bottom lip and squeezed my pillow. "God if I ever meet him.." I whimpered closing my eyes.
"Where do broken hearts go!?!?" We all yelled laughing. We started dancing like crazy people on crack. We're 15 year old fan girls and we love to listen, and see One Direction.
I love all of them... but not Harry. I just like him. I'm in love with his voice. Not him. I ship Zarrie. I love them so much. It's just so breath taking to see them together. They look like the most perfect couple in the world!!
Little mix move came on. We started dancing again. I laughed and started twerking. "Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye!!!!" Ambiance laughed. We all got wild.
We then calmed down. I smiled and put my head on Ambis shoulder. "I'm tired." I whined. "But then you lose Jas!" Ambiance laughed. My best friends sleepovers are the best. I love them so much. I don't wanna go home. I'm scared to. My parents are drug dealers. They love to do it also. I'm the black sheep of the family. And the youngest of all boys.
I yawned and closed my eyes. My friends know my struggles of every day life. It sucks. Sometimes by my oldest brother, I get beat for no reason and in front of my mom and dad. They just watch. I guess they're just to fuckin scared to. My brother is 23 and very buff. His name is Dennis. He always hits me with his hardest hits. I feel like his punching bag.
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I woke up the next morning to my other friend softly shaking me. I opened my eyes. "Come eat breakfast!" She laughed. I smiled and walked downstairs with her. We sat down and started eating pancakes.
We talked for a little till there was a knock at the door. Jasmines mom. Yes. We have the same names. I'm Jas. She's Jazzy. But anyways, she went to it. Dennis was standing at the door. "I'm here to pick her up." He said crossing his arms looking directly at me making me swallow hard.
I got up and ran upstairs and packed my stuff up and then ran downstairs. "Bye Jas! See you soon." Ambi giggled and hugged me. I smiled. We all hugged then I walked out of the house. Dennis grabbed my arm and pulled me into his car. "I don't have all fuckin day." He snapped and threw me in the passengers seat. I bit on my bottom lip and he got in. His hand landed on my lap. I looked down at it.
I tried to take it off but he punched me in the face making me whimper. I bit on my bottom lip trying to hold my sobs in. His hand went to the elastic of my Pj pants and into them. He slowly put his hand into my panties making me gasp. I didn't want to get hit again. "Open them now." He demanded. I did. His finger teased my clit making me gasp. "Moan for me. Tell anyone. I will beat you to death." He snapped. His words were said with a promise. He started rubbing making me moan. I need help before I get raped.
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