Emma is a 17 year old girl who just moved to London. She hates it there, no one is talking to her. Her mum always supports her, but her dad.... well he's not so supportive. Her dad have been abusing her and her mom for seven years now, they thaught moving to London would change things but it haven't changed at all. Her life is a big mess until one day she meets a certain celebrity.


11. Molly

Emma's P.O.V

I was lucky it was late spring. The breeze on my cheek felt nice as I walked down the streets. I looked at the people around me. A boy with long black hair and dark lipstick walked past me. In the park children were playing, not having a care in the world. I saw an old couple walking hand in hand with icecreams in their hands. I saw a man playing the guitar and singing with his guitarbox infront of him. I walked past the London Eye and saw all the people looking at the view, laughing with eachother. They were all normal people, well, almost. They didn't have an abusive father. They had a place to stay. They had money. They could enjoy life. Everything I had was the clothes I was wearing. I had left my only friend, but what would he have me for? He just liked me as a friend. He probably didn't really care about me. He would soon have conserts and tours and I would just be dust in his mind. Niall had taken a big place in my mind, and heart. I didn't know if I could ever forget him. But he needed to be safe. I couldn't risk it. I needed to stop thinking about him. I would just come running back. I had too have faith in myself. I could do this. I didn't need him. I'd never had a friend before. I could handle this. His eyes popped up in my mind. No Emma, stop thinking about him. He's fine, he doesn't care about you. I told myself. But how could I not think about him? Every detail about him I loved. His irish accent, his blue eyes, his blond quiff, his abs... I really needed to get my mind of things. I focoused on the road infront of me. I sighed and sat down on the fence. I took my face in my hands and tried to get Niall of my mind. But I couldn't, his name was carved in. "Are you alright?" I heard a voice say. I looked up and saw a cute girl with short brown hair and green eyes look at me. "Yeah.. yeah I'm fine thank you." I said and smiled at her. "Are you sure?" I felt in need of someone to talk to. But I couldn't use her like that. I nodded. "I'm Molly." She said and reached her hand out. "Emma." I took her hand and she sat down beside me. "Nice weather right?" She said and looked at me. My eyes stopped at her wrist. She had an 1D bracelet on her. I felt the tears coming. "I'm sorry... I gotta go." I said and started to walk away. "Wait! Emma!" She called. I stopped and took a deep breath. "Yeah?" I turned around and put a fake smile on. She walked up to me. "If you ever need someone to talk to." She smiled and gave me a piece of paper. "Bye." She waved as she walked away. I looked at the note and saw a number. Hers I guess. I reached down my pocked to get my phone and add her as a contact. My pocket was empty. Oh no. I left my phone at Niall's. I sighed and put the paper down my pocket instead. I continued down the street, not knowing where my destenation was.

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