What I thought was love.

This story is going to be about a young girl named belle, she has many problems going on in her life, with her mother passing, and step father being a drunk, she decides its enough to deal with and hits the streets, but, who will she run into?


4. Admit it..

(belles pov)

I woke up to my body shaking, looking around the room, trying to remember where I am, I rubbed my eyes and looked around to see Niall coming in running his eyes, I put the cover over my face and sighed. "it's okay" he muttered half asleep. "I heard you scream" he continued. "I, uh.. Must of had a bad dream" I replied. He stood next to me, "may I?" he asked before I nodded he sat down next to me and his eyes widend as he was waking up, "so, what was it about" he asked. "my stepfather, I thought that he had found me" I muttered. "he won't find you here, even if he did, you have the 5 of us to protect you" he smiled.


By now she had fallen back asleep I my arms, after having a long conversation about her life, and for some reason I felt protective over her, I would protect her from anything that would come in her way. "Niall" a soft voice whispered through the door, I looked up and saw Zayne. "I'll be out in a few" I whispered.

I sat out on the couch with all the boys, talking about plans for our new tour. "admit it Niall, you like her" Harry smiled.
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