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?


2. Good luck.

Me and the boys were walking down a long dark street, waiting for our manager to come and pick us up, "so, Niall" Harry laughed. I saw a shadow walking towards us, I couldn't see the face, but I knew it was a girl as it was getting closer, "not another one" Liam muttered. As she got closer she looked at us with wide eyes and walked past us, there was something about her, she looked..hurt I looked at the boys and they nodded and shrugged their shoulders. I turned around and saw her in the distance, "wait" I yelled. She turned around and looked at me with a confused face, she was beautiful, but there were bruises scattered across her face, I walked towards her and she slowly backed away, "it's okay" I muttered. She looked at me with wide eyes. "I..I know you" she mutterd.
I laughed "most people do" she smiled, "are you, uh..okay?' I asked she shrugged her shoulders and looked around, "just wondering the streets, I took off from my stepfather" and then she realized and stopped talking, "do you have anywhere to stay" I asked. "No" she said with confusion. I looked at the boys again, and they nodded "you can come with us, we should be getting picked up soon" I smiled. "I couldn't do that, really. You are one direction, you must have much better things to .." She said as I cut her off "it would be great to have you with us" I smiled as I have her my hand.
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