"so baiscally guys, tomorrow you have and interview with carolina fisher the host of "we can talk" so i hope you all will eat healthy dress well and talk appropriatley becuase this reflects back on your manger, but i know liam will keep you all in line". i spoke looking at Liam who put his hands through his hair and nodded. They all looked at me like i was crazy, it must have occured when i said "healthy", but i didnt care, they just had to do as i pleased.
I needed time to reflect on all of this, did really want to spend my life managing a cheesy band like these guys, i mean lthe boys we're ok i think i liked Liam more;he was just practical, kind of like me, but Harry just made my blood bubble. Yeah i had seen them on their xfactor auditions, and i had seen lots of their youtube videos, and he just seemed like a jerk and an asshole, i always got the vibe that he thought every girl was in love with him, but not me Harry; not me and i was going to prove it.
I couldnt sleep; i just kept having the recurring dream of my dad,walking out leaving me all alone, and i would cry. Having a mum who would constantly drinks and bring strange men home that just didnt want her but me too. I felt like it was happenig again; like those men were in my room taunting me, i hated my life and i blamed my father for this. Because of him i couldn't sleep at night, because of him i hated and felt sick when males touched me, if he didnt leave i would be safe right now and maybe i wouldnt be in constant fear all the time. I sat up in my bed and pushed my duvet to the end of my bed, i felt hot and sticky and i knew i wouldnt sleep tonight. Hugging my knees up against my chest i began to think of my mum; how was she coping, was she getting better, all these questions i wanted to know but i didnt want to go back to see. If i went back i knew i wouldnt be able to leave;she would guilt trip me into staying and we would end up on the street with no money. Why did this have to happen to me; my life was a big mess and i felt like i was being punished, why did God let this happen, i would pray every night and ask God to bring dad home but after a while i just knew that he wasnt supposed to be part of my family. I could just feel tears prickling my eyes, but no i couldnt cry; i had to be strong for me and my mum, if i wasnt who would be, i felt lost like i was just surviving but not living and i just wanted to change for myself.
I needed food and water, all this thinking and depression had made me hungry so i decided to go to the kitchen. I slowly opened my door and tiptoed across the hall to the kitchen to find another human in his marvel boxers shirtless and bending down to the fridge.
"I didnt know anyone was up, do you want me to leave and come back when your done?"
i said to him though really i wanted to stay so i could have some kind of company. The boy looked up in suprise to see another human being this late at night, his cheeks were stuffed with food and he held chocolate cake in his hand.
"NO no, its fine you can keep me company, have some cake too", he spoke beckoning me over to sit on a high chair near him, i went to sit with him but got his fork and ate some of his cake before he could get me and extra piece from the fridge. The blonde boy looked at me with a look of suprised and slightly chuckled "dont you want your own slice love?"
I felt heat rush to my face, i thought he had wanted to share a plate with.
"Sorry Nialler i'm just hungry and depressed at the moment, i have just been thinking", i spoke to him with cake in my mouth.
He took three more slices and put them into the plate we were sharing in,
"its okay boo, we all have our days, i like to think at night too;plus food helps the process" Niall dug his fork into the cake and ate away.
I felt warmth towards this boy, he made me feel so much better, and i appreciated that noone had done that for me, for a long time.
"Except Nialler, i feel like this every day i feel so sad and there noone there for me,i feel like i have the weight f the world on my shoulders", i spoke begining to breath quicker and heavier, this was going to lead to tears and i didnt do tears, i wouldn't do tears. Niall looked at me with sadness and i swear i saw i tear slide down his cheek, suddenly he wrapped his arms around mean gave me a little squeeze,
"I'm sorry love you feel that way, but you should know that us boys are here for you always, you're kind of like the mother of the group, I laughed at this
"thanks niall, but i doubt Harry feels the same way" i spoke sniffing and trying to suck the tears back in.
"OH Trinny he does, its just you have yet to really get to know eachother, just give it a few days he will warm to you", i felt better now and Niall rubbing circles in my back soothed me, he made me feel safe;my only true friend.
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