One Direction...All Dads? Series

Chapter 17.

                                                                             3 Days Later...

Ellie's POV:

"Okay, i'll be there in 10." I told Calli on my iPhone, as i stepped over some debris, and hopped over a fallen tree branch.

My phone rung again.

I sighed, unlocked the screen, and answered.

"Hello?"

"Ellie?" My mom asked on the other line.

I smiled.

"Yes mumsie dearest?"

"Where are you going? Why are you not at home?"

I scoffed. "Did Niall NOT tell you?!" I asked, brushing dust off my black jeans.

"Tell me what?"

"That i was going on a double date with Edward and Calli."

"You're DATING someone?!"

"Niall didn't tell you that EITHER?"

I sighed deeply, matching my mother's sigh on the other line.

"Whatever, honey, it's okay. Have fun, don't stay out too late, and i need to meet him sometime." She exclaimed.

I smiled. "Yes you do. He's a doctor, and his dad is Harry Styles." 

"WHAT?"

"Er. I should have explained things to you when we have more time." I laughed.

"You better. I'm going to be searching him up all day. Edward Styles, huh?"

I grinned, and blew a raspberry kiss, one that she could hear.

"I love you, El." She said, and she hung up with the faint crying of Eli in the background.

I made my way up the the bus-stop, avoiding eye contact with the miserable people in the town. Don't get me wrong, i loved everybody in our neighborhood, but everybody was devastated after the earthquake, and when i made eye contact with anbody, they gave me a weird, sad, cold look. How am i supposed to respond to that?

The bus stopped, and spew smoke and steam everywhere.

I ran up the steps, and gave the driver a couple of quarters, then made my way to one of the back seats.

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"Livingsworth." The bus driver yelled, and stopped uneasily.

I grimaced. I really hated this place. It was filled with Ghetto, gangster people with bad records and tons of deaths. It was defintiely not a place worth living. Oh, the irony of the name.

I got off at the stop, swearing at Calli every step i took. Why couldn't she find another Starbucks at another location?

I strutted un-confidently, with my high-heeled brown boots, black jeans, white flowy tangtop, and a striped cardigan. Hanging over my shoulder, was a coach purse, and my sunglasses lay upon my eyes, which were looking quite nervous.

Starbucks. Aha, up ahead, I said to myself, squinting at the deserted coffee shop, with a dangly, cracked and brown sign laying weirdly and unevenly.

As i walked, i was forced to cross a little space area, with a dark steamy alley behind it, smelly, and containing a couple of green garbage cans.

Suddenly, i felt a stwo strong hands scoop me up, and squeeze tightly, literally jabbing my skin with their fingernails.

I shrieked, and soon felt another hand clamp over my mouth.

Well, jokes on them. I had red lipstick on. I bite the palm of the hand, and they left go shortly enough for me to muster another bloodcurdling scream.

I saw a bright blue and red flashing light shine in my perpheral vision. The police. Yes.

But they were no match for the dirty people holding on to me now. They scrambled into the heart of the alley, following into another neighborhood. I felt a strong scent hover over my nose. Then, a juice dripped on my cheek from the white cloth dangling above me.

Then, they smacked it onto my nose, and i fell unconscious, a black hole swirling in front of my eyes, me falling into them.

I only was lullabyed to sleep by a terrible scent, loud sirens, and swear words.

Lame-o chappie, i know. Well, i'm gunna write more laterr?

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