Sunlight shone through a window at my face. It was so bright.
I sensed something was not right.
My god where am I?
I bolted upright frantically looking round at welcomingly lavender walls and 5 boys in a bed with me.
Slowly it dawned on me.
Memories from the last 24 hours rushed back into my mind at an overwhelming pace.
Flashes of agreeing to go home with five boys, learning to love them in no time at all, feeling loved for the first time in my life by someone other than my sister, and falling asleep surrounded by the boys, my boys, splashed over me, causing me to gasp for air.
It was almost as if all my life I had been suffocating but now I could breathe.
“Charlie?” Harry asked, sitting upright in the bed with me and gently pushing Louis’ leg off of his lap.
“Hey...” I replied, running my left hand through my hair and rubbing my eyes.
“Did you sleep okay?” He asked.
“It was okay...” I began. “Pretty much anything beats sleeping behind a dumpster..”
He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we sat next to each other on the bed.
For the first time I didn’t flinch.
“Harry?” I asked..
“Yes, sweetheart?” He replied.
“I love you.” I said.
“AWHHHH!” Louis said, popping up next to Harry on the bed.
“Oh yeah...” Lous started. “We have an interveiw in two days on Ellen.”
I looked sadly towards Niall, Zayn, and Liam, who were still asleep on the floor.
“So.. You guys are going to New York? I guess I’ll just hold up the fort here in Liverpool..” I said, trying not to sound sad that they were leaving so soon.
Harry and Louis looked at each other, back at me, and then at each other again. Then they bursted out in laughter.
‘What?” I asked, not amused.
‘I love you Charlie Bear but you are retarded. You’re comeing with us. The whole world can’t wait to meet One Direction’s new little sister.” Louis said, smirking.
“Awh! Thank you guys so much! But.. I don’t really have anything to wear..” I said, noting that I had been wearing the same shorts and tank top for the past forever. Ever since Catherine and I ran.
“Duh. Which is why you and I are going shopping.” Louis said.
Okay.. A girl could get used to this..
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“I’m going to go try these on.” I told Louis. “You sit there.” I pointed towards a bench next to the Hollister. dressing room.
“Yes, your royal majesty.” Louis said as I stepped in the small dressing room and slid back the hideous, plaid curtain.
I slowly took off the oversized sweatpants and tank top that I had borrowed from Niall and noticed that my bra was awfully tight.
Oh joy. Time to move to a C cup.
I pulled on a glowing lime green tank top that showed off a little too much cleavage for my liking covered by a hot pink cardigan with two white stripes on each of the wrists.
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FanfictionThey found her. They took her in. They saved her. But can One Direction fix a broken girl, or is it too late? Can thirteen year old Charlie De La Cruz ever be happy again, or will she continue living in fear of her abusive father who will stop at no...
