Afriad To Trust

Hey Lovelies. It's Emma here. This is my first fanfic I hope you like it. It is a one direction fanfic. Just letting you know.

Chapter one.

RoseMaries POV.

I don't understand why I'm here. Standing in the rain. I thought the rain was suppose to soothe my rattling soul? All it makes me want to do is scream. So I did. I screamed my guts out. Til I was out of breathe. I collapsed to the ground, heaving in tears.

*Flashback*

"You piece of shit!"

"That's why he left!"

"Because of you, you good for nothing!"

*throws glass plates at me*

I tried to dodge most of it. Unfortunately a piece of hit my eyebrow. Ouch.

"You're just a little slut who nobody love!!"

"Nobody will ever love you"

"Why not?" I screamed back.

I finally chose to speak up. I regretted it in an instant.

'Why? Why you ask?"

"Here's your answer!"

"Because you made him leave me. You made me become this. Because of you I don't have him. You're just a bitch that's a whore cunt!"

After I wipe some spit that flung from her demon mouth she took some of the glass from the plates and put it against my fragile flesh and cut downwards.

Fuck. That hurts. Be strong RoseMarie. It's almost over. Then you can cry.

Once she was finished she fell to the ground passed out. So I ran.

*Flashback over*

Moms going at it again where she's throwing things and yelling things she never means. She's drunk.

That's why I'm here. Outside. Far away from her. In the middle of the street crying my heart out.

Fuck. My arm; it hurts so bad. I forgot about it, until now. Is there any hope for me left?

Harry's POV. ( didn't see that coming. Bettcha didn't)

"Great job guys" said Liam.

Of course Daddy Direction had to be the one to say that. We just got done with a concert in London. It was fantastic. The feel when on stage. Millions of heart drive fans calling our names is the best thing in the world. Absolute best thing ever.

I must if zoned out for awhile because the next thing I'm flung forward and Niall says.

"Holy shit Liam, don't hit her!"

Who's her? Hmm......

Zayns POV.

Great concert. Who's that girl? She looks oddly familiar? Is that blood dripping down her pale arm?

RoseMaries POV.

Lights. That's all I see. Bright lights to be exact. Oh phew they are just headlights. I wonder who would be out this late at night?

*shivers* fuck its cold. Man the blood is still coming out of my arm but not as bad. Thank goodness.

Did they just get out of the car? Oh no! Run. Run RoseMarie. Don't let them get you again.

Liam's POV.

.

Whoa. Why is she running?

"Liam go catch her, you're the fastest." Says Louis.

I zoom off running. Stupid rain. It's coming down really hard. I can barely make out her midnight black hair that's flowing in a mess down her back. Gotcha.

She's struggling against my grip.

"Let me the fuck go; Put me the fuck down!" She screamed.

Despite her protest. I kept walking back to the guys. Man is she a fighter.

Soon she goes limp in my arms by the time I make it back to them.

"Mate is she okay?"

"Yeah I think so, besides her arm and eyebrow. But otherwise she looks okay."

"Here hand her to me."

"What? Why? Harry what are you going to do?"

"Nothing. I was just going to lay her down in the backseat. I swear."

Harry leaves to go put her in the backseat. Her limp body in his strong arms makes her look more vulnerable then she did before. I wonder what happened? Why is she in the middle of the streets at this late of night? What did she run? We better get some answers when she wakes up. Come on daddy direction love up to your name.

Heyyy. Hope you guys liked the first chapter. Bye superheroes.