Chapter Five
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Recap:
As Harry opened the door the the flat, I stepped in, speechless. This place was twice as the size as the Orphanage.
"You like?" Harry asked beside me.
"It's Amazing!" I whisper still in shocked.
"Hurry up, the lads are waiting for us in the kitchen." I nodded and followed my nose. As I walked into the kitchen, Harry stared at me in shock.
"How did you know where the kitchen was? I didn't tell you?" He asked. I just shrugged in returned. I sat beside Niall. He placed a plate of food in front of me.
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I just played with the food on my plate, so it looked like I was eating it. It's not like I don't eat, I'm just not hungry.
'Can someone show me my room, please?' I asked.
'I will!' Harry volunteered, smiling like a kid on Christmas. Harry walked over to where I was sitting. He took my wrist, I jerked my hand out of his hand. A look of hurt and sadness was in his eyes.
'Um..sorry. Natural reaction,' I was now a where that all eyes was on us two. Harry awkwardly scratch the back of his head.
'Come with me love, I'll show you to your room,' Niall said , breaking the awkward silence. I nodded and followed Niall out side of the kitchen. He walked upstairs and I did the same. He stopped in front of a door before turning around to me.
'It's not much, we will get it decorated soon,' he said flashing a weak smile at me.
'Thank you,' I said quietly, as Niall walked downstairs. I turned the handle and walked in. A medium sized room with white walls and double bed with purple cover on it. At the other room was a desk and a built-in-wardrobe. I began to walk downstairs to ask for my bag. I stop when I heard voices coming from the kitchen.
'The way she reacted...just..wasn't normal, someone can't touch her without tensioning up," A voice said.
'Give her some time, she'll warm up to us I'm sure.' Another voice said. I didn't want to here anymore of this conversation knowing they were talking about me. I turned back towards my room, I'll guess I'll get my bag later. I quietly open and close the door behind me. I sat at the desk and put my head in my hands.
-FlashBack-
'Good night Amy Lee, me and mummy must talk downstairs," daddy said, tucking me in to bed. He left my room. Daddy was acting weird, not his usual goofy and carefree like always. He was serious and looked broken. As the kitchen door slammed closed, I heard shouting beginning.
'YOU ARE TEARING THIS FAMILY APART!' A deep voice said.
'ME? WHAT ABOUT THAT WORTHLESS LITTLE BITCH UPSTAIRS? SHE IS THE ONE WHO RUINED US!' A voice slurred.
'Say what you like but don't EVER SPEAK OF MY DAUGHTER LIKE THAT!'
-FlashBack-Over-
'Amy lee, are you ok?' Zayns voice awoken me from my flashback. He kneeled down so he was eye level with me. A few tears slipped down my face.
'I'm sorry,' I spoked quietly, looking into his dark eyes.
'Sorry for what?' His voice full of concern.
'For not being prefect, for being worthless, ugly, messed up. I'm sorry for freaking out when someone try's to touch me. For haven't trust problems. For..just..being even born,' my voice trailed off, feeling a lump in my throat. I looked up into his eyes but quickly looking down. He eyes were felt of sadness and anger.
'Amy, listen to me. I have only known you a few hours, but you are an amazing, beautiful person and are the opposite of all of them things. Who ever in the hell made you feel like that about yourself, were stupid. No one deserves to feel about
themselves like that.' No one was EVER that nice to me since 'this' happened.
'Thank you Zayn, no one has ever been nice to me, it mean a lot,'
'No problem. Never ever think about yourself like that please. I'm always here to talk to if you need me,' I could tell he wanted to hug me. I don't know how, I could just tell. As he stood up and started walking towards the door, I stood up and hugged him from the side. A side hug. Zayn stood still for a while before returning the hug. I broke the hug.
'Am... Is there a gym or something here?' I asked him.
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AN: IM NOT SURE IF I SAID THIS BUT THEY LIVE IN A APARTMENT BUILDING
continue on :) x
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'There is one at the bottom of the hall,' he answered me.
'Do you mind if I go there for awhile.' I asked him, giving puppy eyes to him. He shook his head before walking out if the door.
-Zayns-POV-
As I left Amy Lee, thoughts filled my mine. I mean who would make a 13 year old girl feel so bad about herself? Cruel, twisted? As I walked into the sitting room, all four pairs so eyes looked at me.
'So?' Liam asked me.
'I don't know where to start. I saw here crying so I skied her if she was ok. She said she was sorry and started going on about how she was worthless and ugly. I told her that none of them were true and she hugged me?' I said, surprised myself that she hugged me. 'We need to do something, she really does believe that she is worthless. She said she was sorry for being born.' I sighed. Just then Amy walked downstairs.
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I've been busy with school and everything else! :( Update as soon as possible.
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The Broken Ballerina (One Direction)
Fanfiction{Wrote in fetus days and an incredible lack of creativity} Meet 13 year old Amy Lee who's dreams have be broken, life tooken away from her in hours. What happens when a member of a popular boyband finds her?