Forbidden Love [1D]

Chapter 4

Chapter De Número Cuatro de hawk shit.





*Sophia's POV*

Niall. Oh shit. I quickly toss the blade under my bed and hide my wrist but it's too late. He's already looking at my blood stained wrist. "Uhm Hi. Do you need anything?" I ask him kindly. His eyes widen. "Why?" He asks. I know he's asking why I cut. "Why what?" I ask playing dumb. "Why do you hurt yourself?" He asks gently. I notice the bottom of his shirt is wet. He probably spilled something.

He walks over to my and grabs my bloody wrist. He looks at my scars and the new cuts. He pulls me forward and hugs me tightly. I feel light drops of water hit my back. He pulls away and I see him crying. "Why?" He asks again his voice cracking a little from the crying. "I can't tell you." I state looking away.

"Please just tell me! I can help you." He say wiping my tears away. "You can't help me!" I say harshly. "Yes I can. I promise." He says with hurt in his eyes. I sigh contemplating if I should tell him or not. "I get abused." I tell him bluntly. He looks at me shocked.

"By who?!" He asks furiously. "Mr.Calder and El." I say to him. "Why?!" He says madder than ever. I back away from him scared. "I'm sorry I scared you I just get mad when someone hurts the people I love Er I mean know." He says blushing slightly. "Well uhm you got time?" I ask him. He nods at me. Well here we go.

"When I was 3 my mom and dad got divorced and my dad moved away. About 3 months later my mom got married to Keith; Mr.Calder. Me and Eleanor got along really well. Then one day me and my mom went to the park and on the way back she got run over. She pushed me out of the way and saved me. She died on the spot while I got away with a few stitches.

When I got home Mr.Calder was furious and he blamed me for killing my mom. That's when the abuse started. That was the first day he slapped me. He told El to stay away from me or I would kill them too. From that day on I was kicked, slapped, burned, and whipped.

I also got bullied in school for being smart and quiet. When I turned 13 I was forced to be a maid. I turned 18 a few months ago but I'm not allowed to move out or Mr.Calder will kill me.

I don't have enough money to move out or have anyone to live with. But I guess I do deserve everything. I'm fat, ugly and I deserve to die." I pour out my story towards him.

"Sophia. You're beautiful and skinny. Everything about you is beautiful. Your chocolate brown hair, hazel eyes, and your scars. Your scars show how strong you are. You don't deserve any of this! Eleanor and Mr.Calder are horrible people that deserve to rot in hell. When I saw you in the kitchen I thought you were a model. Don't let anyone bring you down. You're beautiful." He says staring at me with his gorgeous blue eyes. He puts a big smile on my face.

He starts leaning in with his eyes closed and I mirror his actions. As I'm centimeters away from his face his phone rings. I jump away surprised. What was I doing? I was about to kiss a guy I barely knew, but he's so cute and nice and sweet and STOP. I need to stop thinking about him. He's in a famous boy band and millions of girls are drooling over him. Why would he ever pick me?

"Hello?" Niall says angrily into the phone. "Yea. Last door on the right." He says into the phone. He ends the call and looks at me. "Erm sorry. But Liam is coming up," Niall says sheepishly as he scratches the back of his neck. "It's alright," I say to him. At that moment Liam walks in. "Hey! Niall I thought you were going to the bathroom. Why are you-" He stops. He doesn't say anything else. He stares at my wrist.

"Uhm. I'll let Niall explain.." I say to him. "Here let him clean your wrist." Niall says. I nod and lead them both towards my bathroom. I sit on the counter as Liam pulls out the first aid kit."Even though Liam isn't the oldest, he's Daddy Direction. He takes care of us," Niall chuckles. I raise my eyebrow at him.

"I'm new to this 'fandom'."I say. "I can tell. I'm surprised you weren't fan girling over us." Liam says. "You guys are really famous, aren't you?" I ask. They both nod there head. "But we don't let the fame get to us." Niall answers. "So you really don't know us?" I ask.

"Nope. Not at all. I've heard El and dad, um Mr. Calder I mean, talking about you but other than that, no. I don't know you guys at all," I say. Liam takes out a sponge like thing and wipes away the blood. While Niall stands there. Then he takes out some kind of spray."What is that?!" I ask my eyes widening.

I recognize that spray. When I was younger and got cuts, mom would spray that over my cuts. It's hurts and stings so much. "It's just a spray, Sophia. Nothing to worry about," Liam assures.

Niall holds my hand and squeezes it tightly. "Wait! No. Please, don't" I panic. Liam sprays it all over my wrists and the cuts. I close my eyes and bit my lip to stop myself from screaming as loud as I could.
Niall holds my hand even tighter. Liam wraps bandages around my wrist.

"Nialler, you can tell me the story behind this later. Right now we have to go downstairs, Uncle Si is here and he has an important announcement to make. Sophia, we'll be back soon," Liam says. "Take care, Soph!" Niall winks. I smile and blush. I avoid eye contact and look down, still blushing.

Liam sighs. "Oh come on, Nialler. You two can flirt later." Niall blushes and I blush even more. Hmm. Nialler... I like that nickname. I shall call him Nialler. And his nickname for me. Soph... I like that. I put away the first aid kit and walk back to my bedroom.

I plop down on my bed and look up at the ceiling. Niall is just gorgeous. His bright blue eyes and his gorgeous smile. His golden blonde hair makes him stand out. He's just perfect. I leave the razor under my bed. After the words Niall said to me tonight, I don't think I'd ever want to cut again. My self-esteem is raising a little. He looks behind my scars and bruises. I think I really like Niall.



*Niall's POV*

I can't stop thinking about Sophia. She's really nice and she's absolutely beautiful. I never knew she had such a rough past. I think I really like her."Niall!" Liam whisper-shouts. "Stop day-dreaming." I nod my head. "I have something important to say," The head of Modest says. He's the boss of everyone at this table. "First, thank you for having us, Keith," Everyone lightly applauds.

Louis just rolls his eyes. Louis hates modest the most out of all of us. I wouldn't blame him. They never give Louis solos, they're really rude to him, they don't let him even look at Harry in front of cameras, and they forced him to date Eleanor. I hate them too.

"And the other thing, is about Niall over here." I snap my neck over to him. Me?! "Yes?" I ask politely. "Niall, we think it's time for you to get a girlfriend," He says. "What?" I ask, trying not to get mad. All this time I wasn't in love and they didn't get me a fake girlfriend, but now when I think I actually might like someone they want me to get a fake girlfriend?! Great. Just fucking great.

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