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My abusers are one direction
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Continúa, Has publicado mar 05, 2015
ABUSE STORY 

FEATURING 

Niall and Liam from 1D 
                               CHAPTER 1:

He just stood above me glooming over me in the dark cellar.
I was terrified and shaking, so I just stopped and tried to dream for a little while in my live, but I didn't know weather I could take another beating. I think Liam was going to kill me...
But then I heard the cellar door creek open. Was it his friends or was I going to be saved, hopefully option 2! I was praying and hoping that I was going to be saved and it had never taken sooo long to have a door open. Finally I saw his face...
It was Niall I got up and ran to him and with a massive grin on my face hugged him as I thought he came to save me. Little did I know he was and still is Liam's best and only friend. so he shoved me to the ground and I yelled longingly for help but nothing happened. It was 2 against 1 and no one was with me...
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I scrounge around the magazine section and look past the little girl magazines that I used to read. Seventeen and teen vogue and twist all filled with that boy band. Ugh... I flip through them, laughing at what they until I get to the one direction section in Seventeen. Harry, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall. Niall...I flip through it quickly and smirk at all this and put it on the shelf and start to walk away. My brain finally, some how clicks. "WOAH... WOAH WAIT WHAT?!?!" I scream and realize some little kids are in front of me. I give them a small smile at them as they scream and run the other way. I turn and run back to the magazines in a rush. I sit against the wall and pull that magazine back out again. Niall... Niall... He looks exactly like he does. How does he NOT tell me this stuff when I hang out with him? "How am I that stupid." I whisper to myself and groan and hit my head repeatedly against a wall. Maybe I can knock some sense into my own head if I do this. Nope. Still feel like an idiot. How can I be so stupid? How do I not notice this sort of thing? I mean they are all over! -------------------- Let me tell you a bit about myself. I hate one direction. I really do. But this obviously fake dyed blonde haired boy saves me from a directioner going a concert and then he asks me if I would want to go out with him?! What kind of question is that? Let me tell you about the adventure of finally picking up the broken parts of my heart and letting go of my past and moving on from the bad and onto the new. You never know who would be the one to actually save me.
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