You sat on the cold, wooden park bench. The street light left a dim light over head of you. The streets seemed to have been your home lately, ever since your boy friend became abusive and you had no other option other than leaving him.
You lived in London, your family in the us, so you truly had no one. A tear fell down your cold face, you hadn't had food, or water in days.
"Are you okay?" Your head shot over to look we're the voice was coming from. "No" you should you head slowly.
The stranger sat next to you putting an arm around you to help to warm up.
"Why are you helping me?" You asked a couple more tears following the first.
"Every night your out here alone crying. Why?" He sounded conserved.
You really did need to cope. Eh- why not? You thought.
"My boyfriend hurt me, so I left him. My family doesn't live here so I'm alone" you tried holding bak tears, but you felt them rush out without a warning.
"Im going to help you. im Harry by the way Harry styles, and you?" He asked flashing a little smile towards you.
"I'm Chelsea, Chelsea Robinson" you sniffed.
"That's a beautiful name" he mused.
"Thank you" you smiled a bit, blushing to yourself.
"Let's go" he stood holding out his hand.
"Were?" You looked up nervous.
"Well, I see a beautiful girl, whose probably not eatin in days. So I'll take her on a date. Then she can stay with me. Because she deserves to be happy" you smiled, grabbed his hand and walked through the streets, slowly forgetting your worries.
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