Sweet Little Vikk

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You stroll through the now isolated Westfield at night after coming from your very last shift after getting fired. You now had no job and would struggle paying for your small box room flat if you didn't find another job before the end of the week. You didn't have any family to fall back on to help you as your dad kept abusing you and disowned you leaving you on your own 3 years ago. Your mum never wanted to leave you but she was too scared to say no so she ran away with him. Reflecting on your life, made a tear trickle down your face from your piercing emerald green eyes that showed sadness and fatigue.

You wiped away the tear with your baggy jumper that was once owned by your older brother who left when he had a job opportunity in New York. He never knew about your parents leaving or the fact that they abused you, you didn't want him to worry and to come back home. You thought you could cope, but at the moment you can't.

You hear a beautiful tune in the distance near the far exit of Westfield, which intrigued you. You pick up your pace wanting to know where this ever so interesting sound was coming from. Eventually, you approach a male sitting at a piano fully concentrated in what he was playing. You take a seat on the bench parallel to him and the piano and listen to him play. He's really good you thought to yourself and realised he was playing All Of Me by John Legend. He started to play the chorus so you decided to sing along but not too loud so he would hear you over the piano.

He got to the end of the song and you began to clap quietly which made him turn around and your eyes locked for a split second making you realise it was Vik from YouTube that you had started to watch when your dad became abusive. You complimented his skills on the piano and he complimented your singing. You smiled and blushed at the thought of Vik hearing you sing. The first person to actually say something nice about your singing.

***FLASHBACK***

You run up to your bedroom tears rolling down your face as your drunken dad was arguing with your mum over her not taking the rubbish out. You hated your dad so much at how he treated you and your mum. You knew the only way to block out their arguing was to sing and play the piano so you began to sing Birdy - People Help The People.

When you were about to finish the song, your dad barges into your room making the door slam against the fragile wall behind it. He grabs you by your hair telling how crap and annoying you are at singing which brought tears to your eyes making everything a blur.

***END OF FLASHBACK***

Your smile disappears from your face and Vik realises and comes rushing over as you had tears streaming down your face. He looks deeply into your eyes before embracing you into a hug to comfort you. You accept and let your emotions take over and begin to cry into his shoulder.

After what seemed like forever, you let go of him and tell him your situation you are in. Vik offers you stay with him and his other friends, the sidemen and to help out with their shop.

A/n this will be turned into the start of a fanfic that I'm starting :)

~ Paris

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