Chapter 4

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I've been staying with these boys for a while now. I recently learned that they are the world's most famous boy band which I think is impressive and I consider myself lucky even though I haven't heard them sing. I know I won't stay here for long because they have to go back home soon and if I am found by him, I would die.

These boys are generous and really kind for letting me stay here and they bought me the iPhone 5S. I didn't want to take the gift but if I didn't, that would be rude. I got a Twitter, Instagram, and Tumblr. Tumblr is the weirdest. Instagram has many attention seekers. Twitter has a lot of hate but I like it better.

"I'm sorry to say this but I need to go. You guys have done so much and I appreciate it but I should get going," I say and grab my things.

"What? Why? We let you stay here for a reason. You are pretty lucky," Louis walked in front of me to stop me from walking further.

"If you have a family then you should go. I mean, we don't want to keep you if you have a fami- umm that sounded wrong. You know what we mean, right," Zayn said trying to reason with me but failed horribly. I looked at him raising my eyebrow and start to speak.

"I don't really have a family. I just... I need to get back before he does some-'' I start to say but stop as soon as I realize what I was saying. I can't expose this! It would make things worst. I worry too much.

"What did you say? Does someone hurt you, like... abuse you? Are you trying to run away from him?" This is really bad. Oh gosh.

"Umm... No. I just... I don't have time to explain. I need to go," I said and tried to leave but bumped into Louis.

"You have time. You are a horrible liar. You've been here long enough to know when you lie." That was true. I am a horrible liar.

They point to the couch and I look at it for a few seconds before hesitantly deciding to sit. I couldn't get away with this. Might as well tell them now. Its going to be hard, I know, but I can't back out. I sit myself and my bag down. I sigh and look up. They all give me stares and wait for me to talk. I put my face in my hands and look back up.

"Well, it started to go bad when I was 4."

Hi!

I know it has been a week but it was crazy. I barely had time to read because family. Anyways, here is the chapter and I hope you guys enjoyed the holidays. I sure did!

My friend who writes Change wrote in a chapter that she would make a twitter for this and stuff and I have actually wanted to do that so I think I will. so yeah, bye guys! Have a great day! xx

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