Unbroken- One Direction

Chapter 1- Meet Katrina

Unbroken

(A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

*Kat's POV*

I was peddling slowly, letting myself take in my surroundings. My blue rental bicycle was peacefully gliding underneath me. I smiled to myself, I was finally in London! I was so excited, after graduating high school in the states, I moved.

I had lived with my abusive dad for my whole life, and ever since I was 13, I knew that when I turned 18 I was leaving. So I did, and left my small hometown in Ohio to head for London, England.

*Flashback*

"You Idiot!" He screamed as he slapped my face. I held in the tears.

I had been called to the principal's office, again. My dad had to come in.

"You made me miss my date, you stupid girl!" He punched my stomach. I saw the tears forming.

We were back at the house. What I get for missing class.

"Go to your room. Or so help me..." Those words, they meant he would cut me. I could handle the hitting, but the cutting was too much.

I ran to my room and called Drue.

****

I turned my bike, to see a straight path in front of me. I was listening to Adele, thinking about her words.

            'I set fire, to the rain.

Watched it pour as I touched your face.'

I was quietly singing along to the music. I was thinking of Michael, my ex-boyfriend who had cheated on me.

*Flashback*

"Michael!" I heard.

What was that? What is a moan? It sounded like a girl speaking, and they were in Michael's room. I knew what was happening. Half of me didn't even want to open that door. But I did, I knew I had to, I couldn't live with knowing.

"Why?" was all I utter the courage to say. Tears started forming. Michael's head shot in my direction. The girl underneath him did the same. Of course, they were naked.

"Katrina..." He whispered.

I shook my head, and ran out crying.

****

 I sighed, and wasn't paying attention to where I was going. That's when I saw 5 boys run out in front of me. I didn't have any time to react. I screamed as I felt my bike flip.

I landed on my ankle, and it burned. I immediately clutched it, hoping that it would help the pain. It didn't.

It didn't hurt that bad, I was used to pain, but then I felt about 10 hands settle on my back starting to sooth me. I shook them off. I wasn't going to be comforted by the very people who cause the mess.

"Please get off. I am fine." I said slowly. Because of my past, I never was a softy, not really, and I certainly had trust issues.

"Love, your ankle looks broken; we need to get you to a hospital." I heard someone with an Irish accent say. I looked up at the 5 boys. The one who had spoken was blonde, and was wearing a red polo shirt. I saw a boy crouching down next to me, he had green eyes, curly hair and was wearing a blazer. There were also two boys over by my bike, trying to fish it out of the river where the bike had flown. One was tall with a plaid shirt, brown hair and a muscular build. The second had black hair that stood straight up, a tattoo on his arm, and was holding a varsity jacket. The last boy still had his arms on my back. I looked over at him to see him wearing red jeans and a striped shirt, he had blue eyes that anyone could get lost in, and he had a smile that was almost permanently etched on his face. But his eyes showed worry.

"Love, we are so sorry. We should have checked before we ran across the road like that. We were running from... we were just running. We will pay any of the hospital bills you might get." The blue eyed boy said. I almost got lost in his eyes, and the way his perfect voice seemed to flow out of his mouth. But I didn't, thankfully.

"No, it's fine, if you will just help me get to my car that would be perfect." I said in a quiet voice. I didn't want them trying to hang around.

"I am Louis." He said with his perfect voice. "That's Harry next to you. Liam and Zayn are getting your bicycle, and this Irish fellow is Niall."

I smiled politely, "Nice to meet all of you. I am Katrina Granger."