Hurting [Zayn Malik] Fanfiction

Police

The police came and it's scary as fuck because why would a 16 year old just be with a dead lady and they not know what was happening.

I've made the police P and Elle E:

P: Oml what happend love?
E: I don't know, I just came home to find this.
P: Ok do you have any other family?
E: Yes my father, but my parents got divorced when I was 2.
P: ok you will live with him then.

The police took me away from the house I grew up in just to take me to a house and a father I hardly know. :Hours later: When we arrived I saw this big guy with a lot of tattoos he looked a bit scary.

Father F police P
F: What?
(I can tell I'll hate it here)
P: Sir, your ex wife was murdered so you must take care of your 16 year old daughter.
F: (hump) Fine, come in.
E: Elle.
F: Elle.
(Later)
F: YOU BITCH HOW DARE YOU NOT MAKE DINNER.
(I know I've only been here 2 hours but he's now drunk and has hit me at least 7 times.)
E: ME A BITCH? I THINK THATS MORE YOU WHOS THE BITCH BECAUSE YOU SHOULDN'T SMACK A KID BUT LOOK AT YOU, YOU'VE HIT ME MULTIPLE TIMES NOW!
(I know I'll get smacked for saying that but what-)
-PUNCH-
(Damn I didn't expect that)
F: YOU ARE THE REASON YOUR MOTHER DIED, GO TO BED AND TOMORROW YOUR GOING TO SCHOOL!
I hate going to bed usually but now I couldn't be happier. I feel a big bruise starting, I'll need to cover that up.
:Next Day:
F: WAKE UP LITTLE WHORE!
I like how he calls me whore but I've never even kissed a boy. But whatever. :At School:
I hate walking to school because it's winter in England so it's freezing. But then I by accident I bump into someone. "Oh I'm so sorry I wasn't-" "hush it's fine it was my fault" he said cutting me off. "I'm Zain" he said "I'm Elle" I tell the beautiful Pakistani boy. " Elle can I ask you something?" Zain said. "Sure what's up?" "Why is there a giant bruise on your face?" He said. "Oh nothing i gotta go." I walk away than feel something wrap around my wrist... It's Zain. "What are you doing" I say. "Taking you to my friends" he pulls me along at first I am pulling away, but after several times of doing that he turns around comes closer, then bends over and picks me up. "ZAIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!" "I'm picking you up because you won't stop fighting me" he says. A few minutes later I see four teenage boys just looking at me. "Lads meet Elle, she's fiesty beware" they all just start laughing. I'm. So. Confused. "Elle this is Louis he's the 5 year old of the group. That's Harry he has a lot of curls-" Zain says. "The curlys get the girlys" Harry says. "Shut up Harry also that's Liam he's the mature one. And last but not least the leprechaun Niall." Zain continues. " So everyone the reason I brought her here is-" "She's your girlfriend!" Louis yells Zain gives him the death stare. "No, she has a lot of bruises all over and won't tell me why." Zain says. "Elle you can trust us, I promise" Liam states. "Fine, but promise you all won't tell?" "Promise" they all say in unison, it's kinda creepy how a like we all are. "My father did this to me." I mumble "One more time love" Harry says. "My father did this to me!" There eyes all widen and you can realize none of them expected that. "I was put up for adoption when I was born" Louis says. "Same" says Liam and Harry. "I was too" I say. "Elle how old are you?" Louis says. "16 why?" I say.