Hey peasants! This is my first fan fiction.... I hope all you directioners and especially Harry girls love this!:)
Please give me feedback on what I should improve on! It would mean a lot!:):) WARNING: may cause crying.
This is dedicated to: Katiebug (Sister)
COPYRIGHT WRITTEN BY ALYSTYLES11 DON'T TAKE CREDIT!
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Chapter 1.
I wake up with the aroma of marihuana smoke filling my senses. I was awake with alert, like I had a gut instinct something was going to happen. I've had this feeling before, but I couldn't get a grip on why I felt this.
I, of course, fell asleep while doing my homework and it was only 12 am.
"And of course I don't get another good nights rest. Back to reality, the hell hole which I call home."
A pounding, rattling knock shook the whole house that had the force of 1000 bulls.
"Open up!" A large, demanding voice yelled shadowing over our house.
"Shoot, shoot, Hayden think!" I cursed under my uneven breath.
This isn't the first or second, but third time the police have showed up. The police were right outside of our front door waiting for my pothead of parents to surrender. I can't get taken away and be taken to a foster home, I just can't. Trust me, I want to get far away from my parents, but I don't want to be living in a bloody foster home.
I slip on my raggedy converse, grab my purse, and phone, and crawl out the window. Making sure the window didn't creek, I make my way around the garden and head down the dark alleys of London.
I know it isn't safe for a 16 year old to be wandering around the streets at 1 am, but what else was I suppose to do? Get taken into a police station and get questions thrown at me? I don't think so.
I keep walking down the alleys and streets for 10 minutes past the flats until I get closer to a bar that looks like it has a bad reputation. I had a knot in my stomach.
I'm used to my dad being wasted, but not grown men that I don't know. I don't call someone who abuses me and my mom a real man.
I start thinking of when my dad used to swill down alcohol and a year forms in my eye and slides down my flushed face.
FLASHBACK
"Hey slut, come back here!" He yells while gripping my neck collar.
He slaps me across the face and leaves a red handprint on my cheek. I couldn't stop crying. I hated my life. I hated everything. By this time there is blood streaming out of my nose like a river. And that's when I pass out with a strong pound.
END OF FLASHBACK
Now I was only a couple of yards away from the bar filled with drunken dogs.
I creep in the shadows hoping that nobody sees me. I see a couple of men about to walk by me, so I slip into the nearest alley.
I am peeping around the corner when suddenly I feel a clammy, big hand wraps around my small waist. Goosebumps form all over my body and there is a look of fear in my eyes. Soon a hand comes over my mouth and I'm frozen.
"This can't be happening, why me, why?" I rapidly think in my mind.
He tucks a strand of my ombré hair behind my ear and whispers, "I can make you happy, love."
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CLIFFHANGER!
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