I got hit by One Direction

Chapter 1

I walked to my closet to get a too small of a t-shirt. My dad doesn't get me new clothes so I only have small t-shirts and ripped jeans. He won't even let me go to school so it doesn't matter that much anyway.

I put make up on to hide the red marks. I had to but on a thick coat to hide the bruises and scars on my arms. I slipped on a pair of old torn up converse and went down stairs.

"You are not going to talk to anyone, make I contact, or leave my side. You will do as I say, or else." He growled and threw me in the passenger seat. I just looked out the window. I haven't been outside in weeks. It feels nice. It was a nice sunny day. I wish I didn't have to wear this coat.

We soon pulled up to the grocery store. I got out of the car and quickly followed behind my dad. It wasn't too crowded from what I could tell. I had to keep looking down.

My dad threw to loaves of bread into the basket. One was for me. He would tell me to make it last until the next time we go shopping. Which is about every 2-3 weeks. And if he was having a good day he would give me some of his left over dinner.

As we were in the check out line my dad groaned in frustration. "Take the groceries to the car I forgot my beer." He then leaned closer to my ear so no one could hear. "And don't you dare think about running away cause you know I will find you." A shiver ran through my spine and I nodded quickly and grabbed the bags.

As I headed outside me being the stupid girl I am forgot where we parked the car. Dammit! He's going to be pissed of I'm not waiting in there by the time I come back.

I squint my eyes and see our car..... At the farthest spot in the parking lot. Great. I ran onto the road not bothering to look because I had to get there fast. When I was in the middle of the road I heard a car horn. I turned to my left but before I can see anything it hit me. I felt myself collide with the big car. It was going pretty fast because I hit it hard. Everything was in slow motion. Was I going to die? Oh well. It's not like anyone cares. I hit the pavement hard. Then everything went black.

<Louis's POV>

"Go Faster!" Harry screamed in my ear.

"HA! That's what she said!" Niall yelled.

We were dying. I sped up the van. "I have to catch that bird!" I said in all seriousness.

"Louis! Slow the hell down!" Ugh! Liam was no fun. To tease him I sped up some more.

We were in some empty parking lot with the exception of a few cars, so it should be fine. I was really paying attention when all of a sudden I heard Zayn scream, "WATCH OUT!!!!" I looked to the road and saw a girl running across. There was no way of stopping in time. I blared the horn, but it was to late. As she turned to look our way I hit her.

Oh my God! I hit someone. I turned towards Harry, he had all of the color drained from his face. We all stood there in silence for about 40 seconds before Liam rushed out to go see if she was okay. After he got out we all followed. I was I was in shock. I hit someone. She could be dead. I didn't realize I had tears streaming down my face till some hit my hand.

We all circled around her not knowing what to do. She looked about our age maybe even younger. I couldn't tell because her head was bleeding bad. Her arm was definitely broken. Liam crouched down next to her and checked for a pulse.

"She's alive!" He said loudly.

"Hurry get her into the van we have to take her to the hospital!" Zayn said quickly. Harry quickly got down and picked her up and carried her to the car. Niall pushed me towards the car and helped me in. I couldn't drive since I still had tears in my eyes. Zayn sped away to the hospital.

About 5 minutes later we got there. Harry ran with her in his arms. "Help! We need a doctor!" Niall screamed. A lot of nurses came running with a gurney. Harry laid her down and they took her away.

A nurse came up to us, "What happened to her?"

We all looked at each other before answering, "We were driving in the parking lot at the store when she ran out. We were going to fast too stop but when I honked the horn to warn her... it was too late." I whispered the last part breaking into more sobs. She nodded and wrote it on her clipboard before walking away.

Harry rubbed my back to comfort me, but it wasn't helping. I could've killed that girl. She was younger than us and she could die because of me.