Living life with 1D

Ari's POV

I was dreaming when I felt a wave of freezing water on me. I quickly sat up from the park bench to see my 'attacker', a middle aged man. Probably the park's caretaker. "Get out of here, you filthy hobo." he spat. I glared at him and gathered my things. Which consisted of my scratchy wool blanket, a lumpy old pillow, and a bag full of clothes, money, and a hairbrush. I walked past the rude man and into the alleyway. I sat myself down and thought, 'What would I be doing now if I hadn't run away?' I thought. 'Eh, probably cleaning or getting smacked around by my mother' I shook my head of the bad thoughts and closed my eyes, humming quietly. All of a sudden, I heard a group of footsteps coming my way. 'What the...' I thought as I opened one eye cautiously.

"Oi! Boys! Look what we got here." One guy slurred, motioning to me. I scoffed. He me up to me. "Hello love, how about we get out of here and go to my place" I gagged. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. I pushed him away from me. "How about no, you discusting drunk." I told him. His two friends snickered behind him and he looked slightly emberassed and angry. Slap!  I grabbed my cheek in pain."WHAT THE FUCK YOU ASS!" I yelled at him. That just earned me another slap. "Listen you little bitch..." he said, pinning me against the hard brick wall of the alley. "You WILL come to my house and we will have a little.....fun." I almost threw up. He grabbed both of my arms and started to pull me with him and his friends. "NO! GET OFF ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!" I screamed. His friend covered my mouth. "Nobody's going to help you, love" he said evilly. Suddenly I heard someone yell "Stop!" and I saw the first guy being tackled to the ground.