Chapter 1
I sat there, staring at the blank wall before me thinking about what would have happened if I was normal, you know, born from a normal family, not horrible drug addicts who would do anything possible to get their hands on some dope. I chuckled at some of the parents I had seen at the park, trying to control their all too hyped children with tired expressions, the children with smiles as wide as the Cheshire cat, running around and giggling their sweet, pure laughs.
If only they knew how cruel the world really is, so naïve of the hurt and pain millions of people face every day. Damn, I should really stop thinking so negative… but how? When all I’ve even known is negativity, and hurt, and pain and nothing a poor little girl should go through! Whoa there, I really need to calm down. Oh gosh, here I go again, talking to myself in my head.
“Ariella, please come down sweetie.” I heard Jaimie call from down stairs, breaking me from my thoughts. I trotted down the creaky stairs of the orphanage to find everyone sitting around the dining room table. All eyes were on me, just to see if I would let out a simple ‘hello’ or ‘hi’ but that wasn’t going to happen, so I just walked to my chair and sank down into the seat. The orphanage wasn’t that bad, they served us at least two meals a day and there weren’t many kids, most of them were off with their new families, off to their new adventures.
I didn’t mind, I didn’t have really any friends I had only trusted Jaimie because she was always there to pick me up when I fell, literally. I was a very clumsy girl so I was always tripping over little cracks in the raggedy floors or a crooked stair. Jaimie placed a plate of three nuggets and a couple of chips and I gave her a small smile, she just nodded back knowing I wouldn’t be saying ‘thank you’ anytime soon.
“Well you guys! Tomorrow is a big day! Don’t freak out everybody but One Direction is coming in and picking out a child to take on a new adventure!” Jaimie squeaked happily, I inwardly groaned at her peppy little ‘new adventure’ crap. Not all adventures are good ones, sometimes they end in complete tragedy. I heard a couple of squeaks here and there but mostly just bits of chatter and giggles. I looked around and saw smiles plastered on the little girls faces and confusion on the boys faces. I ate desperately fast and shoved my plate away from me, running up stairs.
I wasn’t going downstairs tomorrow and that was a fact, in a house with five hormonal boys… I honestly couldn’t think of a bigger nightmare, and that wasn’t a joke. I hated boys, men, foul beast, which ever you’d like. ‘It’s a man’s world’ was all I had been taught before this orphanage, men can do whatever they want and women were the ones who had to suffer. Men could hurt you, look at you with hunger in their eyes and you had to go along with it, because ‘it is and will always be a man’s world’.
I got together my night clothes, toothbrush and other essentials then headed down the hall to the bathroom. I quickly brushed my teeth and turned the shower nozzle all the way to the left for a hot shower. I quickly scrubbed myself and then rubbed in some shampoo to my hair before rinsing off. Once I stepped out of the shower I immediately regretted it as my feet touched the freezing tile. I shimmied on my sleepwear before brushing my hair, making sure to take out the knots.
Stepping out into the hallway I looked to make sure no one was coming and raced down the hallway to my room, wanting no one to see me. I swiftly got into bed and stared up at the ceiling thinking of tomorrow, maybe they would want me? Wait! What the heck was I thinking? I didn’t want to be with them! No! That’s ridiculous, I was scared of the boys and plus, they wouldn’t want a screwed up mess like me. Just the actual thought of them taking a second glance my way almost made me chuckle… almost.
They probably didn’t even want to adopt a kid, it was probably all management. I mean, I was scared of boys but there music was alright, we had a television in the orphanage and all the girls practically drooled over them in their music videos on MTV. The lots had talent that was for sure, but there was just something about them, maybe it was the millions of girls practically shoving their boobs in their faces or maybe it was just the fact that they were attractive and they knew it.
You’re probably like ‘you don’t even know the poor lads’ but if there was one thing I knew for sure was that all boys, men, again foul beast, which ever you’d like were all the same. No exceptions. With that thought, I shut my eyes ever so slowly and fell into a deep dreamless slumber. Little did I know that the next day, would be one that I could surely never, ever forget. The next day would be the day One Direction came.
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Did you guys like it? Huh? Did ya? I hope you did! Next chapter will involve the boys, I just kinda didnt wanna rush into anything, ya know? Anyways its currently 3:15 a.m so I'm gonna go to sleep. Tell me what you think maybe? Oh and it hasn't even been proof read yet so, if it has any grammer mistakes I am awfully sorry, I just thought you all deserved an update. You can even give me your story that you would like me to read! It doesnt have to a be fanfic! NIGHTY NIGHT MY LOVELIES! Stay young forever∞ xoxo
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This is me (A One Direction Fanfiction) *ON HOLD*
FanfictionMy name is Ariella Hullington and I live in an orphanage. Or persay 'used' to live in an orphanage. Yeah, One Direction adopted me, and still to this day I have no clue why. I'm stubborn, I don't trust anybody, my past is horrid, and I don't speak...