A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes Come True... (OneDirection FanFic)

-Paige P.O.V

I use to dance, play piano, sing, have a loving family, have friends, and live a strong life. Take a minute and read that sentence over again...

Notice the word use. I use to do these things. I loved it each one I enjoyed doing and having it. But things happen for a reason...Right? 

It might not feel that way but it does. Now let me explain myself to you...This is were it gets hard....

Hey so I am Paige Elizabeth Joe I had a family...A mom a dad a brother a sister a cat a dog everything I could possibly want! But that's gone now and it sure as butt isn't coming back. See it started off a normal day....

I got up ready for school...Me being 12 years old got in there shower when a hear a ear piercing scream coming from the living room. I rap myself in a towel and run downstairs only to witness my family's death. 

I hid behind the corner not wanting to be seen. I watched as the 2 men cut off each of there heads the cutting off there arms and legs. I watched as my little sister and brother were cut to pieces to shocked to do anything I just watched.

Once the men left I ran to my family crying screaming hoping it was just a dream but it wasn't. They were dead. I called the police and they took away there bodies. I described the men and luckily they caught them and there never getting out of jail.

Sadly for me I was sent to a orphanage. For some reason everyone hated me. I was the freak.

Now I'm 13 years old and I've taken up art. Everyone else sings or dances so of course when someone comes to adopt they all do a performance while me I wait for someone to come see my art of course no one does.

I just got new paints and was walking to my studio. Its really a walk in closet for something but I  begged and got to change it into  art studio. Of course today there having some visitors over and I have to walk past all of them carrying a huge bucket of paints.

I put on my headphones and walked by I could hear them all calling me a loser but I didn't care I just want to try out some of my new paints. Once I got in there I started on my new painting when there was a knock on there door.

I open the door to be faced with a boy no older than 19 with a quiff. May I help you? I ask. Can I come in? he asks. Sure. What's your name the kid asks. Ummm Paige and yours? Zayn. So I see your into art he asks picking up a drawing of my family I drew to remember them. Ya but Mrs. Cathy wont let me show anyone because apparently its garbage. O well I have to go he says. Ok.

A couple minutes later there's another knock on the door. Its Mrs. Cathy holding up my drawing. Da Fuq?