Thats not what makes you beautiful

Chapter 1: Car crash

"one more smile, Alice!" I smiled in the camera, one hand on my hip. "perfect. thats it for today." the photographer took off and I went to change in my sweater. i gave the bikini to the assistant and left the photoshoot. my hair was still perfectly curled, so I drew some attention when I walked down the streets.

i drove through the streets of london, on my way to starbucks, to get my late night coffee. i turned the bend and suddenly...

BAM

I screamed but that didnt help. a massive shock flew through my car causing all sorts of pain. what was happening? i tried to find my seatbelt, but i couldnt move.

**

i gasped. that was a bad dream. i turned around but couldnt, because i was helt back. "wu-what?" i mumbled. "you have to lay still." a voice said. it sounded familiar, but not at the same time.

"why?" 

"you had a car accident. youre in hospital now." the irish guy said.

i opened my eyes. they felt heavy, like ive been sleeping for days. "what?" i asked again.

"your car crashed into mine." the boy next to my bed explained. "then why arent you in a bed?"  

"i was lucky." 

okay, this was getting weird- i mean, it couldnt be that bad, right?

"you have a concussion, several broken bones.. well thats the worst." the boy said. 

"o." 

"can i call someone? family, or friends?" 

"no.. i dont have any." 

"o."

i grinned at the blondish boy. "i am Alice. who are you?" "wow, she does have a concussion! everyone should recognize you!" an other voice said, very loudly. 

"shhhussh, Louis!" the irish boy said. "wait, Louis? then you must be Niall!" i tried to point at the blonde boy, but my hand wouldnt move. "ahh, shes getting here mind back. too bad." a new voice said. i stared at the third boy in the room. "you are Harry, right?"

"yeah, i am!" the curly boy smiled at me.

"okay... so tell me what happened."

"our little irish boy couldnt handle his own car and bumped into yours." Louis said.

"thats not true! i didnt see you until the very last moment! im sorry Alice.." Niall said

"i guess it was my fault" i thought about the accident. i wasnt paying attention that much... "so never mind. but when can i get out of the hospital?" i instantely hated it in here. 

"as soon as possible. were taking you to my place." harry said.

"thats not neccesairy." 

"oh, yes it is, youll need a lot of help with everything!" 

"but..." 

"youre going with us." niall said. 

i sighed.

so i was going to live with a famous boy who i didnt know in person. should i be scared? i guess not. the boy looked very innocent. accept for his tattoos.

at night, when the three boys had left, i began to realize i wasin hospital and it creeped the hell out of me. i hated the fact that i could barely move and i almost had a panic attack.

**

"i dont need a wheelchair, you guys. theres nothing wrong with my legs." i argued when liam entered my hospitalroom with a wheelchair. well that was the only not-damaged part of my body, my legs. "yes, you do." zayn was there too and he helped me climb in the wheelchair. ugh.

i didnt know how, but the boys had managed to get two more wheelchairs, so now niall and harry were in chairs too, being complete idiots. they would be the best cliniclowns.

"how are you, alice?" liam asked, driving me carefully through the hospital. "im... okay." well that wasnt true. everything hurted and i just really wanted to cry of misery. "youll be fine. well take perfectly care of you." liam promised. "zayn, careful!" he then shouted, as zayn almost pushed niall plus wheelchair down the staires. i laughed. they were the five biggest idiots i had ever met.

harry house was huge! it was bigger than my apartement, and my apartement was enormous. niall helped me out the range rover and supported me when walking into the house. louis, zayn, liam and harry walked in front of us.

"tadaaa!" harry smiled proudly at me when i entered his home. "wow." i gasped. it was beautiful in the living room were two huge coutches, and a plasma tv. "bedroom's upstairs." harry looked at me worriedly.

"okay." i bit my lip as i slowly walked up the stairs, supported by harry and zayn. "you can take my bed, its more comfi." harry lead me to a huge bedroom with a huge bed. the sheets were lightblue. i carefully said down. "wow!" the bed was really soft. "i know, right?" harry chuckled and sat next to me. "you should lie down." the other boys entered the room and climbed on the bed. i gave in and slowly lie down. someone covered me with sheets and the everyone made sleeping noices. This was definetely not the life of a normal model.

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