Be My Drug

Prologue

A/N: Hey guys who are already readers, here's the prologue, hope you like it xoxo

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London's P.O.V

Ugh. One word to describe how I feel right this minute. The ONLY reason I'm dragging myself out of bed right now is because today is my extra long session in chior at school.

I hate school, with a vengence. I only go beause of my parents. Well... my dad mostly, see he beats me and my mom is too scared to stop him.

I will probably end up skipping anyway.

"London!" I heard my dads sharp voice call up the stairs to the attic. Yes, I live in the attic.

"Yeah dad?" I say sweetly, just because I know he's gonna say something mean.

"Get down here, your mother was nice enough to cook and you arent even ready yet!" He yells at me.

"Okay, can I take a shower real quick? I doubt you'd be happy if I smelled bad during breakfast!"

"Yes, but be quick."

I sighed and jumped in the shower, washing my short body and long black, dyed of course, hair.

When I got out I didn't hear my dad yelling, so I assumed he was gone. I did my makeup and ran down stairs.

"Good morning dear."

"G'morning mom!"

"Well go ahead or you're gonna be late!" She said while handing me a piece of toast.

*3 hours later*

"Omnia sol temperat, fi dem mi ant noto." I sang in my high clear voice, holding the notes perfectly.

"Great! Keep going!" My chorus director, Mr.Thurman, said.

Only one more class to go!

An hour later I leave as the bell rings and I run out as fast as I can and on my way home I stop at the grocery store.

I grab poato chips, chocolate, soda, anything a family would need

I'm walking home when I see a range rover flipped over... OH.MY.GOD.

That's moms car. I run over, tears streaming down my cheeks as I see the other car. The boy, a boy about my age gets out and sees me crying, he comes over.

"Whats wrong, love?" The boy asks, I study him. He's tall, skinny, with bright blue eyes complemented by his short shag-cut brown hair and his tan skin complements the bright red pants and blue striped shirt he was wearing.

"T-That's my moms car." I say shakily.

That's when I heard it, barely, but I heard it. A moan, one single, dreadful moan, my heart stopped, is she okay? I run over as fast as I can.

"Mom!"

I hear the guy calling someone on his phone.

. "London." was all she could whisper, I watched her brown eyes leak a tear and then close, no she isn't allowed to die . I heard distant sirens, I was a mess, I decided to call dad. Goody, but he should know about mom.

*After I dialled his number.*

"Hello?"

"Hey dad, umm.. listen-" I don't know how to explain this... how should i? 'Oh hey dad mum just got in a bad accident, well gotta go bye!' yeah that would go over well 

"London, what do you want?" He asked, cutting me off rudely.

"Mom was in a car accident, you probably don't care anyways." I said,crying, like a baby, I don't care, mum could die, dad thinks its my fault, I should just die... 

"What the- London, what did you do?" He roared. see he thinks its my fault!

"Wha- I didn't do anything. I was walking hom-" I tried to tell him.

"London, " I hung up, he is going to yell at me anyway

Then I realised - the guy. I know him, from where though? O.M.G, this guy goes to my school... Tomlinson.... I knew I recognised him!

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