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(Naills POV)
I walked backstage to get ready for the opening night of our world tour. This time we were going everywhere. My face still had the scars and word got out the paparazzi. I couldn't remeberr the last time I had heard from Class. She hasen't written like she said she would.
~~Flashback~~
(Classys POV)
I walked up to Nial's room he was feeling better and less sore. " Hey Nialler wanna come get some food with me, were all out" I smiled as he looked up from the desk he was writing something. He smiled " Yea sure " He got up and went to grab my hand. He had done that a lot lately. I always though it was for protection. " So where do we go to get food around here?" I laughed a bit " Well, It's more like an adventure to get there, just be careful OK." I smiled and looked up to his pretty eyes " Don't worry I won't let go " I smiled as we walked into the dark streets
~end of flashback~~
(NiallsPOV)
It was the end of the concert and I had the most amazing time ever. I coulden't stop thinking about Class. I wondered was she OK? She still haden't written, I gave her my moms address so she could send the letters to the house cause I would be in different places a lot. So far my mom told em nothing had come.
(Classys POV)
I woke up in the dark room and felt everything around me was cold hard cement. I tunred over to my right to see the little black girl fast asleep beside me. She was currled up in a ball trying to get heat. I hated it here. The gangs were getting worse and the one thing that bothered me was my mom wase't even trying to get me back. I always got in the way of her life plans. She always told me this and was never gentil with it either. I got up slowly making sure no one saw I was up. I walked to the corner of the room where a lose tile was. I lifted it up slowly trying not to make a sound. I pulled out the pad of paper and the old pen. I had to write to Niall again, just to see if He was getting anything. I know that his mum coulden't write back cause it would never make it to me, but I just had to keep talking to him weather he got them or not. I walked over to the back of the building and went outside. there was no doors in this place we were. It was like an old ware house. I walked out onto the cold dew filled grass. I sat down and began writing
Dear Niall,
I miss you too much to even explain, They won't let me leave at all. I'm scared for what there going to do to me. So far I haven't been noticed. But Idon't see how I'm the only white skinned person here. I'm terrifed I wish you where here so you could make everything better for me. Your good at that. I'm hoping your getting my letters, I'm risking my life to send them. Please
I love you don't ever give up on me Niall Horan
Love Class
I walked over tot he bush. I put the letter under a rock. everyday there was a little man who snuck into the woods to the camp to send stuff out. We coulden't just leave they would notice during atendance. The gangs where taking lives evertyday. Not only lives but virgnitys, limbs , heads. And lots of other stuff to I rather not discuss. Thank god for me I haden't been exposed to anything yet. I was a new kid. They would always treat you nice in the begning and then either kill you or rape you or cut somthing off of you once your used to the place. I will never be used to this kind of hell
