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Chapter One

Chelsea PoV

I ran as fast as my feet could take me. The sound of his shouting was making me cry harder than I have ever cried before. I wanted this to stop, I was cold and unhappy and currently had know we're to live. I ran into a dark ally and hid behind a rubbish bin. I tried so hard to hold in my sobs. I heard his foot steps coming closer to where I was hiding. My heart was racing, hoping he didn't find me. I didn't want to be beaten again. His foot steps got further away. I peaked out to see if I could she him but he was gone. I flopped back against the wall and cried. It was dark and cold. I was wearing some black ripped skinny jeans covered in mud and a black nirvana jumper. I was shivering. I managed to make a bed out of a bit of cardboard and eventually cried myself to sleep.

The sun was shining over me. I was cold and alone. I managed to pull myself up. I was coved in mud, I looked a mess. I have been living like this for the past three weeks since my mum kicked me out. She had a boyfriend that was more important than her own daughter. My dad moved away and I never heard from him again. Me Chelsea Taylor was stuck fending for myself in the streets of London. I haven't eaten much because I spent most of my money on buying water and a bag to carry them in. My make up had run down my blotchy face from the amount of crying I've done. I walked down the streets , I had £10 of my savings left. I wandered in to the closest stores to get some more water. I gained many dirty looks as I purchased the bottle of water. I needed to sort my life out. I've spent so many hours dreaming of what my life could have been like if I was with my dad. I pulled my self out of the shop and carried on walking to a park. I sat on one of the benches because I don't have anything to do other than look at other people who have a good life.

It was getting into the afternoon when I decided to continue to try and find a place which was warm. I walked past a bus which didn't look like a normal bus people were gathered around it screaming. I thought it was weird. I didn't have a phone or any of the social network sites so I didn't really know what was going on. I just stood leaning against a wall. Four boys walked out with a body guard. They must have been famous or something. I got dirty looks from the crowds of girls because I looked like a scruff. My head began spinning i couldn't see straight. This happens a lot. I fell to the floor, I blanked out I could still hear everything but all I could see was black. I heard some girls saying "she's just pretending so that 5sos will see her. I didn't even know who they were. When my vision came back it was blurry but I saw someone with blond hair stood over me. I could still hear all the girls insulting me. I was used to it. The blonde haired boy looked like the one that came from the bus. He helped me up. As soon at I got up I fell again I couldn't get up I was dizzy I could see straight. Then I blanked out again.

When I woke up I heard someone talking " what do we do we can't just leave her hear, what do we do". I rubbed my head, it was throbbing.i was unfamiliar with where I was. I was laid on a leather sofa. I saw a dressing table. I couldn't see where the voices were coming from. I couldn't see my bag. I heard the voices again "she's covered in mud and has a bag that has water in it, I think that she need some where to stay and some clean clothes" I decided to attempt to get up. My head hurt but I still got up. As I turned around I saw the four boys from the bus earlier. "Where am I" I thoughtful loud. They all turned to face me. I dropped my head to the floor in embarrassment. Then someone came and stood in front of me. I looked up to see it was the blonde haired boy again. "Are you alright, do you need anything?"he said softly. I looked at him and replied "know one has ever cared for me, why do do care?" He looked at me shocked " how has no one ever not cared about you ,you just blanked out twice" I just looked at the floor and then the other guys came over to us. "It happens a lot I'm fine though I just need to go, I don't want to intrude" they all just starred at me making me get embarrassed. They boy with bright red hair said softly "you can't go your not well I can tell!" It made me think I'm not well I've eaten 3 or 4 times since I got kicked out. " I've survived this long now I can survive until my mum takes me back" I quickly said. The blonde haired guy started talking again" what do you mean takes you back again have you been kicked out, are you living on the streets?" My eyes began to tear up thinking of what happened yesterday and the fact that my mum kicked me out and her boyfriend beats me while she laughs. Tears began to fall down my face " yes my mum kicked me out because her boyfriend hated me and he was more important than me and I've been living on the streets with a little bit of savings I had" they all looked taken back by what I had just said. The other guy with a bandanna said" when have you last eaten?" I paused thinking weather to lie and said I eat easier but they would be able to tell so I told the truth" I ate about um l-like a week ago or so" I managed to say before more tears began to fall down my face. The last boy ran out of the room. I just flopped onto the floor and cried even harder. The blonde haired one attempted to comfort me telling me I would be alright and that i could stay with them.

The boy came running back with some food which smelt great but I felt a bit sick of the site of it. He told me to eat it. I picked up a sandwich and nibbled at it because I didn't want to eat it in big chunks because I don't want to be sick with not eating for a long periods of time and the fact that I'm self conscious. After I finished the sandwich I felt full. My stomach must have shrunk because I was really full. The boys gave me a smile and then we decided to get to know each other a bit. I learned that the boy with blonde hair was called Luke, the boy with the bright red hair was called Michael, the boy that got me the food was called Calum and the boy that was wearing the bandana was called Ashton. "So what's your name then" Luke asked me. I smile as reply" I'm Chelsea Taylor". The boys say in unison " that's a nice name" I burst out in fits of laughter. They look at me and the start laughing until they were making no sound at all. Once we had calmed down we continued to talk.

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Hope you enjoyed chapter one as much as I enjoyed writing it. Xx