Promise Never To Hurt Me ( a one direction fanfiction )

Tears ( Chapter One <33 )

Daliah's POV

     My eyes fluttered open and i groaned as dull pain rushed through me. i squinted my eyes against the harsh white light. Wait a second... Im Alive!!!!! the memories rushed into me. the pain, the blood, falling, and those gorgeous brown eyes telling me it was going to be ok. i sat up stiffly, wincing. five sleeping forns lay scattered around the hospital room. i saw the perfect sleeping faces of one direction. i twisted around looking for something to drink for my throat was dry and sore.                                                                                                                                                                         Bad      move.                                                                                                                                                                                  I cried out as pain erupted from me side. Niall's blonde head snapped up, he looked disoriented for a moment. when he saw me sitting up he jumped to his feet. "Oh my god shes awake!" He yelled, hurting my eardrums. the four other boys were instantly by my side. i felt self consicoius in the thin hospital gown. "water" i croaked, pointing at my throat. Louis nodded and dashed out of the room. "how are you feeling love?" Harry asked uncertianly. Harry asked uncertianly. "just dandy." i muttered, my voice cracking. Louis reapered by my side with a cup of water which i took gratefully. i sipped the water trying to act modest but thirst won over. to hell with it i thought and chugged down the rest of it greedily. "we tried contacting a family member but we couldnt get a hold of anyone." Liam said softly. i looked at his sad eyes and sighed. "thats cause i dont have a family" i said bluntly, feeling tears spring up in my eyes. "i have no one to go to, no home, no family. i am nobody" Zayn wrapped me in his arms, being carful to avoid putting any [ressure on the cut. "oh no dont cry" he murmered.i couldnt help my self, all those years of holding back the tears came flowing out in a matter of minutes.                                                                                                                                                  Tears from never knowing my parents.                                                                                                                Tears from years in the orphanage.                                                                                                                   Tears from being bullied.                                                                                                                                       Tears from the Teachers and other adults yelling at me.                                                                                 Tears from my abusive boyfriend who had raped me.                                                                                    Tears from just knowing i had been abandoned.                                                                                              When i was done i wiped away all the snot and left over tears. i probally looked like a mess but at the moment i diddnt really give a shit. "its ok to cry once in ahwile" Liam murmered, eyes full of sympathy. "you can come live with us!" Louis chirped grinning broadly. I weakly smiled back.               Maybe for once in my life, i could have a real                                                                                                    Family.<3333                                     

Zayn's POV                                                                                                                                                                       Anger surged through as the nurse shooed us out of the room. I had been there by her side when they had striped Daliah of her clothes to conduct surgery. i had seen the scars on her legs and arms accompanied by the black and blue of fresh brusies. there were also some older brusies that had more of a yellowy color. i was pretty damn sure they wernt self inflicted. if i found out who did that to her....                                                                                                                                                      They were dead meat.

Liam's POV                                                                                                                                                               I looked at Zayn warily. He looked like he was going to blow a fuse any second now. I put my hand on his shoulder gently (ya know gotta live up to my Daddy Direction staus) "are you alright?" i inquired. he shrugged off my hand and glared down at the floor. i unlocked the doors to our hotel suite. Zayn truged past and went up the stairs. i heard a door slam and i sighed. "whats wrong with zayn?" Louis asked, taking off his jacket and throwing it onto the couch.  "hes under alot of stress right know i guess..." i murmered shrugging. "uhgggggggggggggggg!!! we have nothing to eat!!" niall yelled from the kitchen. "call room service! i yelled back sitting on the couch across from Harry and louis. Harry flipped through the channels until he got to the new and froze. There was a video playing of the paremedics rushing into the room and towards Daliah who was laying in a puddle of blood. the video must have been taken by the next person in line to meet them. after getting out of his shocked state, Harry quickly changed the channel to spongebob, the show that always seemed to be on. even though it was a kids show, if you were old enough you could see how inapropriate the little sponge could be. a knock came from the door. "ill get it!!" niall yelled and printed towards the door for his beloved food. Niall came into the living room with a rolley cart full of food. "jesus niall how much food did you get! thats alot for even you!" Louis Laughed. "well i was nice enough to get some for you guys!" niall retorted, "but most of its mine." niall stood uo and started walking towards the stairs." im going to see if zayn wants something" he called over his shoulder.

Nialls POV                                                                                                                                                                 I peeked open the door to Zayns room. he was lying on the bed looking at the ceeling. niall could tell he was upset, his hair was messed up... zayne's hair was never messed up. "erm i was wondering if you were hungry we ordered room service." i mumbled standing there akwardly in his doorway. "sure" he muttered, rolling off the bed and following me downstairs. i plopped down on the  couch and dug into my food. zayn took a plate and picked at it abseimentily. "whats the matter zayn?" louis asked him, wincing as liam elbowed him. " its ok liam" zayn murmered. he stared down at his food for a few minutes before looking up and speaking. "its Daliah..... you guys weren't  there when they started doing surgery. oh god it was horrible, she had bruises, new and fresh, all over her body and alot of other scars.." zayn trailed off, his eyes beginging to look misty and wet. Zayn The Bad Boy Looked Like He Was Going To Cry.                                                                                  Daliah Must Be Special.

*****Hi guys! sorry for the shortness of this chappie! really tired today diddnt get home from six flags until one in the moring!!! and i have school tomorrow! ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*****