Charity Case (One Direction)

Chapter 5

“- Sophie Burke,” Zayn said.

I couldn’t make up my mind about this. Was I relieved? I should be. I finally got rid of Sophie, I was going to make it on my own without their help and I didn’t have to talk to that Louis guy.

They didn’t choose me. I didn’t expect them too, but somehow I thought, deep in my mind, that they would. That they would like me.

What was I thinking? No one likes me. No one cares about me. I’m worthless, and why would the world’s biggest boy band disagree with that?

“Cheyenne, Anna and Sophie? Follow us please,” Liam said, “I will give you some instructions about what is going to happen in the nearest future.

Then One Direction and the three ‘lucky’ girls followed the boys to a room next door. The girls were squealing and hugging each other. Geez.

“Just wait here girls, they will be back in half an hour or so,” Mrs. Berry said like it was the most boring thing in the world. She didn’t care about us. She only cared about her own reputation.

In fact I was only here because it would help her ‘reputation’ to take in a poor girl whose mom is dead and who has nowhere else to go. To her I was just a charity case. Nothing more – nothing less.

I guess I’ll be stuck here until they come back. I wonder what they should be doing. Maybe they’re going with the One Direction on tour? Getting to spend a few months with them? I have no idea about it. What could they do to save us anyway?

Suddenly I met someone’s gaze. Maybe ‘glare’ would be a better word. I think her name was Amelia. Amelia Anderson I think. She was very pretty. She had big green eyes and long wavy red hair. Gorgeous. She was here because her parents were alcoholics and couldn’t take care of her.

She turned around and said something to her friend, April. April was pretty too, but not near as beautiful as Amelia. April had a really sweet smile and long straight black hair.

They started laughing, and no doubt they said something about me.

Even though I was used to it, it still hurt. A lot. Every time someone says something bad about me it just makes me feel even worse about myself. Like a nail being hammered further and further into the ground.

They where right though – I’m nothing. Wait - that’s not true. I’m: nasty, worthless, stupid, fat, unattractive, useless… I could go on in forever.

My thoughts were confirmed be the voices around me.

“She is so ugly. No wonder they didn’t choose her!”

“I bet they didn’t even consider her!”

“Why is she even here?”

“Look at her! She’s hideous!”

“Are you alright?” someone asked me. Wait – that wasn’t a girl.

I followed the voice and met a pair of blue eyes filled with concern. No – I must see wrong. No one would care enough to be worried about me.

“I-I…” I couldn’t get a word out. I wasn’t used to people trying to start a conversation with me – nor asking how I feel.

“I heard what they said about you. You know that’s not true! Your beautiful!” he said. He’s lying. A liar. Telling me I’m beautiful so he can hurt me even more afterwards.

“No I’m not,” I said, confused about if I should trust him or not. I chose the second option, “just stay away from me, I’m not worth it anyway.”

With those words said I ran to my dorm. I heard him yelling at me telling me to stop, but I wouldn’t. I just couldn’t. I wasn’t worthy of his worry. I wasn’t worthy of anyone’s worry.

I quickly made my way to my dirty dorm and found my razor in my toiletry.

I just stood there staring at it for a few seconds. I deserved it – I know I did, but somehow the words of that blue-eyes boy made their way to my mind. ‘Your beautiful’ he said.

Wait. No I’m not. He was lying. He’s a liar. He just wants to hurt me and treat me like I deserve to be treated. Like dirt.

Before I knew it I had three cuts on my wrist. The blood started running from them and I started to feel dizzy. They where deep this time.

NIALLS POV (this is rare)

I just couldn’t stop thinking about that girl. I think a heard someone say that her name was Alexandra. Well, it was something was A.

We where now on the way home from the orphanage after talking to the three girls we’ve chosen.

“Louis, why is it that you didn’t want us to chose that Alexandra girl?” I asked Louis.

He looked irritated at me, like I was the most annoying thing in this world. Geez Louis.

“Because I don’t like her. She just walked into me like I was invisible to her or something. I think it was on purpose. No – I know it was on purpose,” he said frustrated.

“Lou, I don’t think it was on purpose,” I said.

“It was. I know it was,” he said, “she’s just another arrogant girl who thinks she owns this world and can walk into whoever the wants to. Not this time.”

Louis has been acting weird lately. I think the fame has gotten to his head. He used to be this amazing happy, joking and funny person who had a positive attitude about almost everything, but now be was just snobbish, arrogant and thought that everything was about him.

There was no point in arguing more with him. He would just get more annoyed then he already was.

I don’t think the other lads heard our conversation. Zayn slept and Liam and Harry where listening to some music.

After Louis began acting this way the car rides have been quiet and tense. No one spoke to each other – we just sat in silence.

LOUIS' POV (this is rare)

I was trying to keep focusing on driving – but it wasn’t easy. Niall kept asking me about this Alexandra girl. He just couldn’t understand that I didn’t want to talk about her. As far as I was concerned she was just another annoying and selfish teenage girl who thought she owned everything.

I hated that kind of girls.

I actually just despised her guts.

ALEXS POV (this isn’t rare…)

I was sitting on my bed looking at my fresh cuts when someone suddenly knocked my door…

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So this is chapter 5 - I'm sorry it's not very long, but I'm pretty busy..

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