Sam's POV:
April 26, 2013:
Holy crap! Look at the tires! There fricken' shot, not like they won't work shot, but literally shot! Like with a gun! 2 shots rang out in the sky. Perrie runs to the car and I follow.
"What the fuck just happened!?" I screamed.
"Whoa, should you be using that language at your age?" She asked.
"Probably, but in the current situation I would say that's not our main priority!"
"Well what is our main priority?"
"Probably not getting killed!" Wow this is probably the worst way to meet your new aunt.
"Ok I'm gonna call Zayn." She typed in 1 on her iPhone and pushed call. Aww how sweet Zayn was her #1.
"Hello?" Zayn said.
"Hey babe, we have a problem. My tires were shot, like with a gun."
"What the hell?" I said. A hand wrapped around my mouth and was quickly replaced with a rag.
" breathe in." The voice was familiar but I couldn't put a face on it.
"To hell Sam, BREATHE IN!" I did as he said. And before long it went black.
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FanfictionSam is your typical 12 year old. By typical I mean totally not typical. She lives in a orphanage with her mom who runs the place but has put her up for adoption and doesn't care a second glance about her. So with that said it is time for you to read...
