Theres Always a Catch. (Austin Mahone One DirectionFAN FIC)

First Dates Pt 3

***Destinys POV***

Zayn and I have been hitting it off so much since Bootcamp. He isnt exactly the bad boy everyone thinks he is. Hes the exact oposite.

Faithful and caring. He takes everything in to consideration before making a decision. Hes the sweetheart boy I never thought Id see.

Today he texted me and told me to meet him at his room because all the guys would be at the club for Harry, with the exception of Liam because of his arrangement with Genesis. He told me to dress cute and he had a surprise for me.

I wore a flowy peach skirt that hit my ankles in the back but went just above my knees in the front. I wore that with a black button up, no sleeve, collared shirt. With my black leather jacket. My hair was in a sock bun earlier but now that I take it down, I have amazing looking curls. So Hair and Wardorbe? Done. Makeup time. I wore neautral colors. Light brown eyeshadow with black eyeliner to make it pop. I curled my long eyelashes and was happy with the mascara that made them touch the tip of my eyebrows. I put more eyeliner at the bottom of my eyes and was finally satisfied with my look.

I knew doing all this would take me thirty minutes so when I checked the time, it was time to go see Zayn. I grabbed my clutch purse that held everything I needed: Pamprin, my phone, a mirror, and a pocket knife. I may be tiny but Ive gone thru too much to never be prepared.

-Flashback-

When I was little my dad and I went on a walk with our dog. I was 6 years old and I was wearing my floral dress with my white socks and black strap Airwalks. My dad wore tan shorts and a green crew neck with brown sandals.

We walked down the street singing my favorite childhood songs that now remind me of the day my life changed forever. We sang The Wheels On The Bus, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and, Ring Around the Rosey. We reached the end of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, I was grabbed from behind. I heard my dad scream my name and my dog barking. The barking was silenced after a loud whimper. Tears streamed down my face though everything was pitch black. I heard loud punches and grunts. My dad kept yelling 'Gimme my daughter' and 'Who are you.' When I could finally see everything around me, my dog was laying lifeless on the ground and my fathers face was covered in blood and his body was surrounded by his blood as well. I saw a man in a mask standing above him.

I didnt notice the other man behind me until he said something. "Why the fuck did you kill him?!?! The plan was grab the girl and run!!"

"HE FOUGHT BACK!!! I DIDNT KNOW WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING! YOU TELL ME NEXT TIME YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS AGAIN AND ILL BE PREPARED. JACKASS."

"NOW HOW DO WE GET THE DAMN MONEY! THE PLAN WAS GRAB HER, TELL HER DAD HOW MUCH WE WANTED AND WAIT FOR THE MONEY TO ROLL IN! YOUVE RUINED THE WHOLE GOD DAMN PLAN."

"Well let the girl go!"

"No she knows too much.." His voice trailed off and they looked at me. "Well let her go for now, but we have to come back for her someday." After that they nodded and asked for my name. Not knowing what was going on, I told them. They said theyd be back for me and ran off.

I was lost and scared. I didnt know where to go and I sat there in the middle of my dad and dog. I didnt let tears fall anymore. I waited for someone to come so I could tell them my moms number.

I finally got home later that day and my mom was talking to a few policemen with my pink dora suitcase next to her. She said I would be leaving and I couldnt call her mommy anymore.

She told me to forget about her. Every aspect of my mother I have always tried to forget but I couldnt. Being passed from family to family to be protected killed me. I was forced to go in Witness Protection because they had threatened to come back for me and I didnt know when. My name was changed to Destiny, my hair color from dark blonde to black, my pigtails were changed from curly locks to straightened every day. I was 10 when I finally got used to the drill. My life was changed forever. I still havent had my mother try to contact me. No one even has a record of her. She fell off the face of the Earth.