CHAPTER EIGHT

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Okay, first off i want to appologise for the late update, but i got a migrane and for any of you who have had them, you know how it is. For those of you who haven't, it's like a head ache that's turned so bad you see spots, throw up your guts, and go insaine. So i know anything i would try to write would be nothing but total crap!

And second, can i thank all of you please? Thank you for reading my book! It makes me really happy! And can i also say...1227 reads? That's seriously CRAZY! I love all of you for it! It's like...W-O-W!

okay, I will let you read now!

Song - Bless The Broken Road

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^ Biyra’s POV ^

    “Want some food?” Zayn Malik asked me.

    “S-Sure.” I was still deep in thought.

    “What?” he asked.

    “Huh?”

    “What are you thinking about?”

    “The fact Harry and Louis are together.”

    “OH! No! They’re not together like THAT! Oh god no! I thought you meant the ‘bromance’.

    “Oh.” I said feeling sad.

    They’d be so cute together.

    “Biyra?” Zayn asked.

'    I turned back to him.

    “Yes?”

    “What would you like to eat?”

    “Um…sausage?”

    “Okay, let’s go to the kitchen….or…” He eyed my outfit with a disapproving look on his face.

    “Here.” He said tossing one of his black t-shirts at me.

    I looked down. My jeans were slightly ripped, but because it was the ‘style’ now they looked fine. My black tank top just had a small hole in it, but my red shirt was bloodied and ripped to shreds.

    “Thanks.” I mumbled before changing.

    I followed him in the way that could only be his kitchen. I sat at the table, and then began to speak.

    “I would like to thank you for saving me from my psycho boyfriend who’s tried to kill me yet again, but I need to go home after you give me food.”

    He chuckled.

    “After I give you food eh?”

    I nodded.

    “Well, I’ll take you home, only to get more changes of clothes.”

    I opened my mouth to protest but Zayn cut me off again.

    “No. You will not be staying there. If he gets out or is released where do you think the first place he’s going to be looking for you at will be? I can assure you it will be your home, not in some pop star’s apartment house. We’ll get you more clothes, but that’s it.”

    I grumbled and watched him cook my food.

(Niall’s POV)

    I looked back and forth between Kate and Liam. What happened? I guess I won’t know, cause I don’t think I want to know. And I’m not asking. At all!!! But, what happened between Liam and Danielle? They were fine yesterday….unless…he found out that she was cheating on him.

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