The Best Decision

Chapter 5

Sup guys, just chillen in CCD, don't wanna do anything!!!!

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Chapter 5

Once again, i wake up around 7:30, forgetting to turn off my alarm clock. It's Saturday so my first day off of two is today.

What happened yesterday?

Oh,yeah. That.

Why the heck did he have to show up again? I mean, I've been trying to get the chance to thank him for helping me, but so far all it's done is brought back bad memories.

Why can't my life be normal?

Anywho, I did have some errands to run today, anyway. So on went the purple skinny jeans, black fitted top, and ballet flats, and i walked out the door with my phone and my wallet.

i should probably get some excercise, so walking to the grocery store inside the plaza is probably my best bet.

I manage to skirt around all the lines and just make it before they get too bad. Bag of produce and a jug of milk in my hand, i grabbed a Coke and began to walk home, before I spill this milk everywhere.

Man, I live the city. I've always loved the smell, sound, and just the nature (Haha, bad pun) of it.

I rushed by people on their way to work, and since this isn't really a bad area of town, a shortcut throught an alley wouldn't hurt anyone.

So I thought.

Of course, there's always a couple of potheads hanging out in the alleyway, so i just walked quickly and avoided them. They didn't give me any trouble.

It was the guy standing on the brick wall on the corner of the building.

I walked past him, not making eye contact. He seemed really sketchy.

I wanna say i was like 5 feet infront of him when i felt someone grab my arm. They spun me around, almost ripping

my shoulder out of its socket.

"OW!" I screamed, before reflexively trying to punch them in the face.

However, before i got the chance, whoever it was punched me in the gut.

Like, hard.

I doubled over in agonizing pain, dropping my groceries and spilling the milk everywhere goddammit.

My money was scattered across the street, but my phone was still in my backpocket thank god.

I didn't care how dirty the ground was at this point. I just wanted to curl up in a ball in the fetal position and die.

There was ripping pain in my shoulder and obviously gut- while i screamed obsceneties and the guy.

"YOU F**KING BASTARD!" I yelled.

Then i layed there.

No one bothered to help me.

I felt the spilt milk reach my hair.

Ew, gross.

I felt like crying, and i did. so i just layed there some more. I wanted to scream as well.

Then i heard screams. Whaatt??? was someone committing arson? I heard footsteps walking to the left. Whoever it was, they were laughing like good old chaps.

Good for them, lucky bastards.

"Guys, stop. Is that a girl over there?"

I heard one say.

"Oh my god! I think she's hurt!"

Those footsteps got louder and louder, closer and closer.

Then i blacked out.

I woke up on a couch, where, i don't know.

"Hey guys, she's waking up!" I hear.

I groan. Ow.

"You don't have to baby me,"i say.

Then i gasp and cover my mouth.

Where's my accent?

" Well, sorry. " Someone states.

"its alright." i say. Phew accent's still there.

"Hey... you're the girl from the hotel!"

Huh?

Oh, not again.

I take in my surroundings. I am in a posh hotel room with a crystal chandelier and a flat screen TV.

Woah, nice.

Yup, this is the penthouse.

I look at the five boys all staring at me.

Niall the most.

His eyes light up when he realizes its me.

"Paloma!" He exclaims.

"You know my name?" I ask.

"Yeah, you know her name?" Liam asks suspiciously.

"Yeah, we went to secondary school together." He eyed me, keeping my secret.

"Well that's a small world!" Harry says. absentmindedly.

Sufficiently awk.

"I..uh.. am going to go to sleep for a bit, I'm tired," I lie.

They nod. then all mutter something along the lines of

"Yeah sure, you must be."

"Go right ahead."

Then i actually drift off.

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