Niall's POV
"Ok Niall the dolls in place." My manager explained.
"Ok. So what do I do?" I asked sitting in the chair infront of the computer screen.
"That screen is your doll. This one is Louis's doll." She pointed out. I looked at my dolls screen. It was facing a bed that had a zebra bed spread. There was no one in the room.
"Where is she?" I asked.
"Her mom called her down stairs. She should be back soon.." She explained. I nodded and Louis walked in.
"Hey Lou.." I said smiling at him. I explained everything to him and i looked at his screen. His girl was in the room. But she wasn't alone.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU DO YOUR CHORES YET?!?" The women screamed at her. The girl coward back. She didn't anwser the women. I looked at Louis and he looked at me. When we both turned back to the screen the women was hitting the girl.
"Oh my god!!" Louis said standing up. The women left the room and the girl just laid on the flooring crying. My mouth was opened and Louis was shaking.
"Everything ok boys?" Our manager asked. I shook my head.
"Louis girl just got beat up by someone!!" I said. She didn't say anything just shrugged. I turned to my screen and a girl was laying on the bed. She looked over at the doll. She got up and walked over. I heard a piano start to play.
She ended and sat back down on the bed. A girl climbed threw her window. I looked at the girl and saw it was the one that had Louis's doll. I looked at Louis and he was looking at my screen also.
"Did she beat you again?" My girl asked.
"Yes she did... I can't take it any more Beatrice.." Louis girl said. Well I figured out her name.
"I know Annabelle. I'm having a hard time also. I want to move back to Ireland. I really do." Beatrice said putting her head in her hands.
"I'm alright." Annabelle sang. Beatrice smiled and picked up her head.
Those green eyes and that contagious smile
And those lips, and the way they verbalize
Oh, New York City, what a beauty to our eyes
Then you held my hand the first time
You looked at me and smile
Everything was perfect, everything was great
I was on a fairytale. It’s a dream while I’m awake
But days passed and we weren’t there
And it felt like we didn’t care anymore, anymore
But why’d we say goodbye
We said we didn’t have enough time for both of us
We said we’ll try to work things out
But all ‘a sudden we’re all tired and said goodbye
Chorus:
It’s sad not to hear you;
Calling me up, at 3am
No one’s ever gonna sing to me
Stevie Wonder songs again
I’ll miss your kiss and you curly hair
But now that we said goodbye
I’ll pretend that I’m alright

YOU ARE READING
Not Just A Doll (One Direction Love Story)
FanfictionTwo girls, bad lives. Living with a crazy family, and getting beat by her step mother. They were best friends, with completely different personalities. Beatrice was absolutely brave, loved to express her self, talkative. Annabelle, a mute. Self cont...