Little Things (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Little Things (One Direction Fan Fiction)

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I had one chance. One chance to escape the hell in which I was living. One chance to break away from the life I never wanted in the first place. One chance to start a family with five people that actually loved me. One chance to stop the torture I was putting myself through. One chance to feel safe, like I belonged. One chance to be a normal teen like the ones you see in movies. One chance to be me. One chance to make everything right for once. I had one chance, a single chance to hit the middle of the target. One wrong move, and everything crumbled... (Sorry the bio sucks -.- The story is better. I promise!)
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I wasn't always like this. I used to be happy. I used to be the popular girl and I used to smile. But I was an entirely different person now. Life had done that to me. Every thing all happened at once. After the death of my father my life had been flipped upside down. Troy had used me and done something to me that I could never ever forget. He ruined me. I had no clue what was to happen next in my life. I had experienced love, heartbreak and death all at once. Why are all of these people so protective of me? Am I next to die after my father? Why am I always so paranoid? No one knows how my father died, or at least I don't. I know they're all hiding it from me...I just know it. I'm trying to get over it but I can't. Mother won't either. Every time I try to tell her to move on she tells me "You'll never understand love Annie." That's right, cause I won't. It's a bunch of bullshit...love is for idiots. Harry and Niall protect me like they're my bodyguards. I don't need 24 hour protection. I'm not a criminal, nor am I to be hunted down. Or so I think. I can't erase my past, and the horrible things that were done to me and forced upon me. I even keep my story a secret. I'd rather have everyone think that what they knew was the truth, than for them to know what the real truth was; simply because I didn't want it to be brought up again. I find it hard to believe that there's some light out there coming my way. And then there he came. The light of my life. I just have to try and keep him alive with me.

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