Last chance new begining (niall horan)

Park bench

WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE, IM NOT PERFECT AND DONT HAVE TO BE. SO BEFOR YOU POINT FINGERS MAKE SURE YOUR HANDS ARE CLEAN.

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Hello ducklings, im Caitlin, the co-writer for this ff! I hope you enjoy it. Follow me on twitter @caiitlinT and on Instagram @caiitliin_x .

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•~Caitlin~•

•still Katie's pov•

*about half an hour later*

As i was pacing down the street looking for somewhere to sleep, i bumped into someone.

I never knew who he was, all i did know was he was very handsome. His sapphire eyes, the way they shone in the moonlight sent me into a deep daze. I felt something or someone nudge my shoulder and i was suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Sorry," i spoke sheepishly. I'm pretty sure he never heard me so i just kept on walking.

*about an hour later*

I sat alone on a park bench wondering if i did the right thing. Sure he beat me up and made me feel useless but after all he did put a roof over my head. Oh who am i kidding, i fucking hated him! I reached into my backpack and grabbed a thin blanket and draped it over my bruised and broken body.

Here i am trying to sleep on an un comfy park bench, he was right i am worthless, useless and unloved.

"What is the point in life!"

I said quietly to myself. I looked over to see that the roads were still busy at 10 'o' clock on a Tuesday night. This was my chance. I shoved my blanket into my bag and gradually lifted my light body of the bench and trudged my way to the edge of the road. This was it. Bye world...