*KALEY *
It has been three days since I left. I really do miss the boys and Mason. I hope they are okay. I bet they are. I mean I'm gone so they have no reason not to be okay. They are probably partying. I wonder if they even cared enough to call me. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it on. It took a minute for it to turn on but when it did a million notifications came uo. 456 messages. 1567 missed calls. 276 voicemails. Wow! The last time someone texted me was 15 minutes ago and someone tried to call me 5 minutes ago.
I decided to read the most recent from each boy.
From cally: Please come home. I miss you.
From Dad: Hey baby girl. Please come home. I love you and miss you. I just want to know if you are okay.
From luke: Fine. I admit it. I screwed up and I miss you. Please let us know if you are okay.
From Mikey: Please angel let us know something.
From mase: I'm not mad if that's what you think. Just please come back so we can talk about this. I want to know that you are okay.
Maybe they really are worried. I turn my phone back off and continue my walk on the side of the road trying to ignore the growling sound in my stomach. I've gone without food for months on end. I'll survive. I really don't have to worry about cars on this road. It seems pretty abandoned.
Whoops spoke too soon. I hear a car going pretty slow behind me so I put my hood up and walk faster. The car is still behind me but I continue mtpy pace and hope that it isn't some random guy wanted to kill me.
About another 15 minutes the car pulls right beside me and they roll down their window. I pick up my pace a bit not wanting to have contact with the person.
"Oh my God its you!! Kaley Isthat you?" I hear a thick Irish I think accent. It sounded really Irish but I don't know any Irish people. I stop walking anyways and look over.
They stop also and that's when I see 4 lads. The one driving had long enough hair that it's in a man bun. The second guy has brown
hair styled into a quiff type sort of. The third guy had on glasses and had blonde hair. Lastly the last guy had brown hair and tattoos on his arms.
"We are friends with your Dad and we have to take you home." The blonde Said. Oh he's the irish.
"No please dont."
Man bun pulled over the car and hopped out. He came over to me, picked me up, and out me in the car. The two guys in the back seat held me down into the seat as I thrashed around. With all my thrashing I managed to bang my head hardly into Irishs elbow sending my straight into the darkness known as unconsciousness.......
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It's short and I'm sorry. I'm travelling at the moment so this was rushed and not edited sooooo.. MICHAEL TWEETED MY FRIEND @ datingcalum 2 TIMES TODAYYYYY,!!!!!!!!,
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Adopted by 5sos
FanficAbused and neglected. Kaley has been through 16 years of pure hell. 10 of the years was spent in a foster home where she was abused physically, emotionally, and sexually. Will the boys of 5sos break down her walls or make things worse? WARNING MAY...
