Hope's Tour Diaries

Hi, I'm Hope. I'm going on your with One Direction because I'm dating Niall! I will be telling you all about my 50 days of the tour! Can't wait till tomorrow!!!


4. Day 5 & Day 6

I woke up and just fell off the bed. What was going on? It seems like I fall a lot, then again I have a broken foot. Back to falling. I fell off the bed and hit my foot on the floor.

"Ooww." I groaned/said.

"You okay Hope?" Niall said when he walked into the room.

"I keep falling, like it's a habit."

"Well, quite falling. It's becoming a constant thing." He started to yell, I don't know why.

"I can't really help it. I have a broken foot."

"Whatever, it's early, go to bed." He said and stormed out.

I feel like he hates it when I fall, more like hates me. It doesn't matter. I went and layed on the bed, them felt a sharp pain in my thigh.

"Die Hope." I heard Niall say. I drifted off.

"DON'T KILL ME!!" I yelled at five in the morning. The boys came in, so did the girls, and Niall was awake right beside me.

"What happened?!" Liam yelled. He sounded angry.

"Nothing, just go back to bed." I told him.

"Fine, but we'll find out later." He said sounding angry, like not too angry but just angry.

I got up and got dressed. I was in a loose shirt and shorts. I walked into the living room and the first thing I hear is Liam.

"Time to spill it Hope." He said.

"Ugh do I really have to?"

"Yeah, just spill it." He came up to me and came close to my ear. "Or else." He sat back down.

"Fine, just a nightmare. I woke up and fell and Niall was angry then he stabbed my thigh." I said.

"Wow, why would you dream something that won't happen?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's a sign."

"Whatever, lets just go get ready for the concert." Harry said.

They got off the bus exept Liam, he said he felt sick. I helped him a little by giving him some tea. Soon he just perked up, out of nowhere. Then he started feeling my body, but I couldn't run because if my foot. He was starting to...you know. He was raping me. Or at least starting too.

When he was done he got dressed again and left. I put my clothes on again but I was in so much pain. I was crying too. Soon I heard the boys come back. It was around nine. I got up and went into the bathroom, my eyes were red and puffy. There was no way I could lie and say I didn't cry.

I came out and laid back into the bed trying to hide my face from Niall but failed. I told him the whole story. He was tired so he didn't do anything to Liam.***

I got up the next morning and got up to use the bathroom. I grabbed my crutches and soon I fell in pain. Harry came and saw me on the floor fighting to not cry. He helped me up then saw the marks on the inside of my thighs. He was so mad. I told him the story and soon I heard Liam yell in pain. I got back up to check on him to find a Liam a scratched and bleeding like, a river.

"LIAM! ARE YOU OKAY?!" I yelled.

"So...much pain." He whispered in pain.

We spent the rest of the day at the hospital and when we got home it was two so I just went to bed not caring to change.
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