Found. (A One Direction Fanfic)

Olivia is a 14 year old freshman girl who lives with her father. Ever since her mother died, her father has been very abusive to her. He kicks her, punches her, hits her, and even tries to kill poor Olivia! She runs away to an abandoned cabin and stays there until she meets someone she will never forget. Read to learn her crazy life trying to run away from her evil father, who wants her dead.

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2. Unexpected Guests

Olivia's POV-
I woke up to someone poking my face.
"She's alliiivvvee!" I heard a boy with a thick British accent say. I sit up and look around. There is a boy with brown hair and blue eyes staring down at me. He is wearing a striped shirt and red skinny jeans. I stand up, my stomach still really sore. I wince in pain.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't think anyone lived here. Well I'll just leave if you don't want me here," I say walking towards the door.
"Oh no, girl! Your fine! My band and I are just shooting a music video for our new song!" The boy said. He looked and sounded awfully familiar.

Just then, Harry Styles walked throw the door. Oh my god... Why did Harry Styles just walk in?
"Louis!" He said. "Come on! We have to do the video!" He said not seeing me. Oh my god. I am standing in front of 2 of my idols. Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles.
"Harry! Before we shoot, I would like to introduce you to-" Louis looked over at me.
"Olivia. I'm Olivia," I said, finishing Louis' sentence. Harry looked startled that there was another person in the room. He turned to me and smiled. I smile back. Then, his smile went away and he looked concerned.
"I'll be right back. Louis keep her company, make sure she doesn't get hurt," Harry said before running out the door. Louis walked over to me and stared at me. I stared back at him, not knowing what to say or do. What was wrong? Did I do something? Did I say something I wasn't supposed to?
Harry walked back in followed by 3 other boys. One of them was holding a first aid kit.
"Come here, love," Harry said and led me to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and gasped. My shirt was cut and blood stained around it. My hair was a big mess on top of my head. There was a blood dripping down my leg. Tears started forming in my eyes. I refused to let myself cry, though. I didn't want to cry while I was meeting my idols!
"Hello love! I'm Li-"
"Silly, I know your name! Haha! You just happen to be in my favorite band!" I said tears forming my eyes. My father, Rick, never let me listen to One Direction... Or any music. Anytime I listened to 1D, he would slap me and delete all my songs. Suddenly, I remembered every detail of what happened last night. The hitting, kicking, screaming, yelling, and the knife.
"Hey, love, are you ok?" Liam asked. I shook my head and let all the tears spill out. He hugged me tight and I sobbed into his chest.
When I had finally finished crying, Liam began bandaging my leg. Then he asked my to lift up my shirt so he could bandage the cut on my stomach. I lifted up my shirt, feeling insecure about myself. Liam moved my long, knotted, blonde hair away from the cut. I sat up straight and he wrapped a bandage around my stomach. It stung; almost as bad as cutting it!
I walked out of the bathroom and Harry came over to me, looking very concerned. He inspected me and then sat me down on the couch. He made us some tea then plopped down next to me.
"Thank you so much," I said to no one particular.
"For what, love?" Zayn asked.
"For helping me, I guess."
"So, what happened?" Niall asked.
"Well, it all started when my mother died-" after I said this, everyone leaned in and listened to every detail of my story. I told them everything that happened, even though I didn't know them all too well.
"I'm so sorry!" Liam said, tears welling in his eyes. They all gave me a hug and I finally felt safe again.
"Well, I better get going," I said standing up.
"Where are you going exactly?" Harry asked. I looked at my cut feet and shrugged.
"Anywhere but home." They all stared at me. Louis got up and ran out of the house. We chatted until he got back.
Louis walked in 30 minutes later followed by Simon Cowell. I. Am. Standing. In. The. Same. Room. As. Simon. Cowell!!! Ah! I smiled at him as he studied me.
"Who is she?" He asked still staring at me.
"Olivia," Niall said in his cute Irish accent. I started blushing at the way they all stared at me.
"Can we keep her?! Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaassseee?!?!" Louis begged Simon, giving him puppy eyes.
"Um... I'm not a pet...?" I said accidentally bringing in the attitude.
"If you can fix her up and get rid of that attitude, she can stay. But only until she finds somewhere else to stay!" He said. I rolled my eyes at how they just treated me like an animal.
"No different from home," I mumbled hoping no one would hear me. Apparently, Harry did.
"Love, it's nothing like at your flat! We are nothing like that cruel man who hit you! You could just stay with us until you find somewhere else to go... Okay?" HOlivia's POV-
I woke up to someone poking my face.
"She's alliiivvvee!" I heard a boy with a thick British accent say. I sit up and look around. There is a boy with brown hair and blue eyes staring down at me. He is wearing a striped shirt and red skinny jeans. I stand up, my stomach still really sore. I wince in pain.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't think anyone lived here. Well I'll just leave if you don't want me here," I say walking towards the door.
"Oh no, girl! Your fine! My band and I are just shooting a music video for our new song!" The boy said. He looked and sounded awfully familiar.

Just then, Harry Styles walked throw the door. Oh my god... Why did Harry Styles just walk in?
"Louis!" He said. "Come on! We have to do the video!" He said not seeing me. Oh my god. I am standing in front of 2 of my idols. Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles.
"Harry! Before we shoot, I would like to introduce you to-" Louis looked over at me.
"Olivia. I'm Olivia," I said, finishing Louis' sentence. Harry looked startled that there was another person in the room. He turned to me and smiled. I smile back. Then, his smile went away and he looked concerned.
"I'll be right back. Louis keep her company, make sure she doesn't get hurt," Harry said before running out the door. Louis walked over to me and stared at me. I stared back at him, not knowing what to say or do. What was wrong? Did I do something? Did I say something I wasn't supposed to?
Harry walked back in followed by 3 other boys. One of them was holding a first aid kit.
"Come here, love," Harry said and led me to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and gasped. My shirt was cut and blood stained around it. My hair was a big mess on top of my head. There was a blood dripping down my leg. Tears started forming in my eyes. I refused to let myself cry, though. I didn't want to cry while I was meeting my idols!
"Hello love! I'm Li-"
"Silly, I know your name! Haha! You just happen to be in my favorite band!" I said tears forming my eyes. My father, Rick, never let me listen to One Direction... Or any music. Anytime I listened to 1D, he would slap me and delete all my songs. Suddenly, I remembered every detail of what happened last night. The hitting, kicking, screaming, yelling, and the knife.
"Hey, love, are you ok?" Liam asked. I shook my head and let all the tears spill out. He hugged me tight and I sobbed into his chest.
When I had finally finished crying, Liam began bandaging my leg. Then he asked my to lift up my shirt so he could bandage the cut on my stomach. I lifted up my shirt, feeling insecure about myself. Liam moved my long, knotted, blonde hair away from the cut. I sat up straight and he wrapped a bandage around my stomach. It stung; almost as bad as cutting it!
I walked out of the bathroom and Harry came over to me, looking very concerned. He inspected me and then sat me down on the couch. He made us some tea then plopped down next to me.
"Thank you so much," I said to no one particular.
"For what, love?" Zayn asked.
"For helping me, I guess."
"So, what happened?" Niall asked.
"Well, it all started when my mother died-" after I said this, everyone leaned in and listened to every detail of my story. I told them everything that happened, even though I didn't know them all too well.
"I'm so sorry!" Liam said, tears welling in his eyes. They all gave me a hug and I finally felt safe again.
"Well, I better get going," I said standing up.
"Where are you going exactly?" Harry asked. I looked at my cut feet and shrugged.
"Anywhere but home." They all stared at me. Louis got up and ran out of the house. We chatted until he got back.
Louis walked in 30 minutes later followed by Simon Cowell. I. Am. Standing. In. The. Same. Room. As. Simon. Cowell!!! Ah! I smiled at him as he studied me.
"Who is she?" He asked still staring at me.
"Olivia," Niall said in his cute Irish accent. I started blushing at the way they all stared at me.
"Can we keep her?! Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaassseee?!?!" Louis begged Simon, giving him puppy eyes.
"Um... I'm not a pet...?" I said accidentally bringing in the attitude.
"If you can fix her up and get rid of that attitude, she can stay. But only until she finds somewhere else to stay!" He said. I rolled my eyes at how they just treated me like an animal.
"No different from home," I mumbled hoping no one would hear me. Apparently, Harry did.
"Love, it's nothing like at your flat! We are nothing like that cruel man who hit you! You could just stay with us until you find somewhere else to go... Okay?" Harry said. I nodded my head.
"Fine," I said and winked.
"Yay!" Everyone yelled and Harry tickled my stomach.
"Ow!" I yelled.
"I'm so sorry, love! I forgot!" He said.
"It's fine! No need to overreact!" I said and playfully pushed his arm. He sighed in relief.
We filed into their van and made our way over to the house. arry said. I nodded my head.
"Fine," I said and winked.
"Yay!" Everyone yelled and Harry tickled my stomach.
"Ow!" I yelled.
"I'm so sorry, love! I forgot!" He said.
"It's fine! No need to overreact!" I said and playfully pushed his arm. He sighed in relief.
We filed into their van and made our way over to the house.
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