1- Adopted by One Direction??

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Emilys P.O.V

I was just arriving home from the last day of school. I get bullied alot, I'm always told I'm Ugly, Stupid, Fat, and worthless. My mom and dad beat me, so When I get home from school I always sneak in through the window to my bedroom.  I go to my window and silently open it, and step inside. My house is simple two-story house. It's a Weird shade of blue with white window shutters. I walk up to the mirror and I am very skinney as my best friend tells me, You can see my collar bone and my hip bones. I do have a thigh gap, even though I still think I'm fat. My curly Brown hair falls just below my bum. I have Snake Bites, I wear mostly black. Most people call me Emo, but the real term is 'scene' or 'alternative'. My eyes are a dark blue, and I have a very skinney face, my cheeks are sunk in, because I'm anorexic. I wear a chocker chain around my neck and I wear band merch. Mostly bracelets, to hide my cuts. I wear high-top converse, and I LOVE Batman. My eyebrows look like they were professionally done, even though they're natural. I wear Biker gloves and I have gauges in my ears. Enough about me.

My mom burst in my room and yells in my face, "What the hell? I didn't see you come in." I groaned, "Maybe next time you should look and stop getting drunk off your ass!" I screamed back. I felt a stinging pain in my cheek, but I didn't flinch. I am used to the pain. "Oh, being all tough now are we?" My mother smirked. "Don't make me get your father." "First of all you don't deserve to be parents. You are not my mum and he is not my dad." I screamed. She stormed out of the room yelling curse words.

I took this as my chance and grabbed my already packed bag and my money. I climed through the window. I set off to the nearest road, which was about a mile away. I ran and ran until I made it to the road. I bolted down to the nearest motel. I entered the small run down building, I had $700 to last me. It would last a while since I never eat. I went to the front desk and asked the lady, "Can I have a room?" She looked at me shocked. I was confused then I remembered, I have a red hand-print on my cheek. "Hun, what's wrong with your cheek? Why is it red?" ,she asked concern on her face. "Uhm. Well you see." I strugled with my words, what was I supposed to say? Oh hey stranger, my parents beat me everyday since I was 7? Haha, I don't think so. "It's nothing. Can I just have a room?" I asked, impatiently. "Oh uhm, Ofcourse. You can pay on the morning. It's $25." she replied. Only $25 dollars? Wow. "Alright, thank you ma'am." I said politely. She handed me my key, and turned around phone in hand. I hurried up to my room, On the second floor. I put the key in the door and Opened it. The walls were a creamy eggshell color, and It had one bed, I was fine with that. I went into the bathroom and put my shampoo in there. I wwnt and locked the front door and I took a shower. (Skipping shower)

I hopped out of the shower and dried off. I let my hair dry naturally. I went and watched tv. I laid on the bed and almost instantly fell asleep, thinking, what next?

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