Just a collaboration

Just a human

Pooja's pov
I know I am a sobbing mess right now but I don't give a Fuck that stupid phone call made by heart shatter in many pieces I always used to think that my parents are dead and that's why I ended up in an orphanage.
But I was wrong all this years I was so wrong because today they called me saying they miss me,saying they love but I know all they care about is my money,my property all they care about is my famous personality not me after all they never knew a broken hearted girl can fight with this world alone,can make her dream come true make,can make everybody worship her but sorry u all were wrong because I proved it all wrong suffered abuse never lived my childhood to the fullest always afraid a hand would slap me know and I suffered all of this because of them if they never ever wanted me than they could have just killed me when they could but no they didn't give a fuck.
And now.... now they want me back when I have loosed myself well I never had myself I don't even know what type of person I am. All I know Is that I have a great voice and I can sing well nothing else.
I lost my ability to trust,i lost my ability to love I'm just so broken I have no one to talk to. All I have is money and a dark luxurious room which I never seem to enjoy.
I always pray to God and ask him to send an angle from above who can fill my life with happiness let me experience happiness for once in my life even If it's just for a day but I know who would love a broken girl like me.
At this moment I just want someone to hug me some one to hold me like niall have zayn to hold him, to calm him,to love him no matter what the situation is but I know in my case it's just a dream.
After some time I had stopped crying as there was no more strength left in me so I just got up from the flor gulped a bottle of water down my throat and went back to the recording room I was super quite and all I did was sing after few hrs our recording was over so we all headed back to our hotel.

At the hotel

While I was walking down the hall way I heard harry talking to a girl so I hid behind the wall in order to avoid him. well he also seem to do a great job in avoiding me and I can't blame him for that because I know I'm receiving the same treatment that I have been giving him lately but it's for his own good after all.
I was brought back to the reality when I realised they were talking about me I am concentrating on their conversation now.
Girl: "hey harry I see you like that Bollywood star now isn't it"I don't think this girl is in her senses why will he like me like who am I nothing.
Harry answered his face showing the expressions of pure disgust "uhh no.. not at all are u mad u seriously think harry styles will like her like seriously she's so fat,clumsy and not at all pretty I don't even like her as a friend but then of course I have to pretend as all of my band mates are in love with her" I never expected harry to speak this type of words about me but then of course who am I nothing just a fat,useless and unloved bitch isn't it.
But do u all remember I'm also a human I also get hurt but i guess I should be habited of being hurt by now but no I am not.
now I was no longer able to hold back my tears and let them fall freely then suddenly I feel the urge to do something that takes my pain away and make my head feel light headed so I just rushed to my room in the process I bumped into someone mumbled a quick sorry and started making my way to the room again.
As soon as I entered my room I locked went straight to the bathroom and decided to do that one thing again I promised myself to never repeat.

Authors note : I'm so sorry if there are many mistakes in the ch but I wrote it in a rush so I'm so sorry I'm hoping u all will forgive me and continue reading.
Love u all
Mehalshah3