Hey lovelies!
I'm so so so sorry for not updating and for sucky chappys!
I tried to make this long :)
I promise the story gets better from here! Romance showing up too!
-I decided to write more in Lovely's and Harry's POV. :)
I'm still doing the CST's, the end of the year testing! After its over, I'll start to update regularly like I used to :)
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(Lovely's POV)
I'm getting my ass out of here.
I go over to my mattress and put the box on it.
'I think I'll wait for a few minutes,' I thought, 'since Dave literally just left 5 minutes ago.'
I sat on my mattress, fiddling with the box.
Woah. I'm Zayn Malik's cousin. I forgot, but he has this job? That makes him famous, something like that. When I get out of here, I'm looking for Zayn. Since, he is the only family I remember.
I run my fingers through my tangled black hair, making a face trying to pull through.
My hair is literally a mess. There's tangles I'll have to cut, and my hair's Almost past my butt. Woah.
I look through the tools, and I found scissors. YES!
I looked around the room for some reflection, and I found a dusted mirror on the back of the toilet. I didn't see that there before..Weird huh?
I looked at my reflection and nearly jumped. Do I really look like this?! I swear my eyebags are straight up black, scars ALL over my face. There was a big bump on my head, making my forehead look big.
I let out a big sigh, and cut my hair.
I'm no barber, but for an unstable girl who's lost her memory and has been kidnapped for a week getting brutally abused, I did a damn good job.
I don't know how, but my hair was a U shape and it wasn't that long anymore, it was just above my belly button.
I was pretty satisfied, but I was so. Skinny.
I lifted up my shirt, and I could see my bones. I went over to the box and ate 3 packs of fruit snacks.
"Te-stttiiinnggg" I say, trying out my voice.
"Do-Re-Me-Fa-" I couldn't go any further, my voice hurt. I guess I needed to recover, so I stopped.
I went back to the mirror, trying to find more scars. I know I have some on my back...
If I could just get this mirror off..
I easily took the mirror off and a piece of paper fell from the back of it.
What the..
I quickly grabbed the piece of paper and opened it.
If you're reading this, then good. You got this far. I supplied the box, I got as much as possible. Dave thinks I'm on his side. I was suppose to torture you.. But of course I won't do that. I'll be coming 20 minutes after Dave leaves. I'm saving you, Lovely. See you.
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