Second Chances (1D)

Louis' POV

"I'm going out for a bit!" My mum yelled up the stairs. "Okay!"I said from my room adding in a whispered tone "Not that you care about me anyways." that she couldn't hear. I heard the front door close and looked out my bedroom window. I watched her car leave. Yes I'm alone! Finally! I quickly checked all the rooms to be sure and grabbed the video camera. I turned on the camera and placed it on my desk in front of me. I started playing my favorite song. The song that hopefully will make my dreams come true. The song that'll hopefully make me cared about and not thought of as weird. I have ADHD and to everyone at school I'm just some weird kid who can't keep still or get good grades. I have one friend at school. Stanley Lucas. He's like me. He came to the school last year. He has ADHD as well. We became friends since he understood me and because he didn't know me before I started showing signs of the disease. So he never knew me when I was "normal." But eventually he was also bullied. Mainly for being friends with me. He stopped hanging out with me and started taking Ridilin(I know I spelled it wrong!) It's a drug that helps with ADHD. I used to take it but then my parents quit buying it for me saying I never had a disease and I was just using it as a drug to get high. But I wasn't. My parents pretty much ignore me. i'm basically a bit disappointment while my four sisters are perfect. The ADHD started causing me to hear "voices." They made me feel ugly and weirder than the kids at school did. They told me to start cutting. They made me attempt suicide once. Obviously that didn't work. Anyways back to what I'm doing. I turned on the music and began singing. "Hey there Delilah what's it liks in New York City?..." I sang the song into the video camera and turned on my computer. I went on the Xfactor.com. and sent in the video as an online audition. I couldn't audition in person. My parents would never let me. Anyways I'd get too nervous.I'm eighteen so I'm old enough to audition without my parents' permission anyways.I heard a car door slam. I looked out my window and my mum was home with my sisters. I quickly deleted the video from the camera and returned it to where it belonged. I then shut my computer off and got in my bed. I rolled over and pretended I was asleep. Just in case.

*Two Weeks Later*

I xhecked my email as I did everyday for a letter from Xfactor. I turned on the computer and went to my email. Yes! I made it to boot camp!

Niall's POV

I turned on my laptop and went to the camera. I made sure my door was locked and started recording. "I gotta change my answering machine. Now that I'm alone..." I sang into the laptop. After I finished I submitted the video as an online audition for the Xfactor. Since I'm only sixteen I used a fake birthyear. Hopfully this video will get me out of this orphanage. I'm in an orphanage. Have been since I was seven and watched my parents get killed right in front of me. I remember it like it was yesterday. We lived on a busy street in Ireland and my parents were walking across to visit our neighbors. I stood by the window with my older brother who was watching me while they were away for a few hours. Who knew a few hours would turn into eternity? As they walked across the busy street a cimi truck was going down the road full speed. We saw it coming and banged and screamed from the window. They were in the middle of crossing the street and turned around to see why we were making so much noise. By the time they saw the truck it was too late. They were killed on impact. We were immediately sent to the orphanage as we had no other family to watch us. Two weeks after we arrived my brother killed himself in the bathtub. It was a tragic time for me. I started eating a lot but never gained much weight. Though I wasn't people called me a fatty because I ate so much. That's when I heard a little voice inside my head that told me I was fat and I became anyrexic. And that brings us to today. A couple weeks after Christmas where a charity gave me a used laptop for Christmas. I also found a guitar one day on the side of the road and was able to keep it. I basically taught myself to play. The laptop and guitar were my prized possesions. I loved them mire than anything.

*Two weeks later.*

I was checking the little email I received and saw something from Xfactor. I made it to bootcamp!

Harry's POV

I took another swig of vodka and passed out. When I woke up I was in my room. How the hell did I get here I wondered. Whatever.I'm used to waking up and not knowing how I got there. You see, I'm an alcoholic. I know I'm only sixteen but I guess you could say I got into the "wrong crowd" When I entered highschool I had no friends. Some guys invited me over to their table at lunch and that's how I became an alcoholic. I go to wild parties almost every night, have sex with complete strangers, and never do my homework. What am I saying? I don't hardly ever have homework 'cause I'm hardly ever at school! I looked at my clock. Noon. Might as well not go to scool again today. My parents know about my "problem" but whenever they try to get me "help" I ignore them. They pretty much gave up on me a while ago. I know how I'm living's wrong but everytime I try to stop I just can't. Which is why today I'm doing an online audition for Xfactor. No one else is home. I grabbed the video camera and turned it on facing me. "Isn't she lovely. Isn't she wonderful?..." I sang one of my favorite songs. After I finished it I submitted it with a fake birthdate. Hopefully I'll make it and be so distracted I'll quit drinking.

*Two Weeks Later*

I saw I had an email. Yes I made it to bootcamp!

Liam's POV

"Liam get your good for nothing worthless ass down here right this second!"My dad yelled for me. Oh no. He's drunk. Again. "Coming!" I shouted back. I went downstairs and saw him on the couch with a bottle of rum in his hand. I was right. "I told you to clean the counters!" he yelled. "I did." I said. "Then why do I see dust?" he asked even angrier. "I don't know.I did the best I could!" I said a little louder. "Well you didn't do well enough and you know what that means." He yelled. I did know what that meant. "No dad. I'm sorry I'll do better." I said backing up. But he was standing and he grabbed me by the hair. He pulled me all the way up the three flights of stairs to my atic bedroom. He then pushed me in and pinned me against the wall. He then began punching and slapping me. Yelling in my face the whole time. "I'm sorry I'm sorry!" I yelled tears streaming down my face. After about fifteen minutes of this he stopped and I slumped to the floor. Through my blury vision I saw him exit my bedroom slamming and locking the door. Then everything went black. I opened my eyes and saw I was in my bedroom. At first I didn't know why but then I remembered. I saw brusis all over my body and I know I had to have at least one broken rib. My dad went on another drunken rage and beat me up. Again. I realized my door was locked. This meant I was going to be locked in here for about three days with no food or anything. Lukily I have a bathroom in my room. I'm used to this though. Ever since my mom died my dad's been like this. He gets drunk, beats me, and locks me in my room. Over the years I've learned to save my food in my room. I even found an old laptop left at my school one day.My dad would kill me if he knew I had a laptop. Literally kill me. He's tried killing me before actually. I've tried myself. But it's never worked obviously. At school I have no friends. Whenever I come to school which is rarely since I'm always in my room, I have a bunch of bruises and cuts and stuff on my body so people think I'm emo or something. They stay away from me. I looked at my clock. It was 2:45. That means my dad's at work. I took out the laptop from where I had to hide it from him and turned it on. I turned on the camera and began singing. "And now you say you're lonely..." I sang.I loved this song and felt I could sing it well which showed talent as it's a hard song to sing. After I finished I submitted the video with a fake birthdate as an online Xfactor audition and prayed it would work. I need to get out of this hell hole I call my home.

*Two Weeks Later*

I was locked and beat up in my room again. I checked my email. Yes! I'm going to bootcamp! Now how do I escape without my dad seeing? Well it's in July so I have a bit of time to figure that out.

Zayn's POV

I woke up on the side of the road. Huh? I thought to myself. Then I remembered. Last night I went out with my "friends" again and got high. Now I'm on the side of the road. Again. I called for a taxi with my cell and he brought me to my house. As usual no one else was home. I went in my room and turned on my laptop. I do drugs and smoke. I know it's wrong but I tried them once at a party and now I can't stop. I started singing into the camera. Then I sent it to Xfactor. *2weeks later* I made it!he camera