You're Perfect to Me

Desirai Monroe(Dessi) has always had a pretty bad life. At the age of 4, her father started abusing her. At the age of 13, her father killed her mother right in front of her. He was arrested for child abuse when she was 14. Nobody knew about the murder of her mother. He made it look like a suicide, and everyone believed it. He was imprisoned for 5 years and Dessi went into a foster care until she met her boyfriend Travis, and moved in with him. Not long after that, she discovered he was her worst nightmare. Once she escapes she meets five of the most famous in the world. Will they be able to help her?
(Recommended age: 14+)

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3. Settling In

-Dessi's POV-

I told everyone about what happened to my cheek and about Travis and my life in foster care. No one knows about my father though, except for Anne, Harry's mum. I trusted her; she is like a mother to me. My heart hurt as I thought about all the great memories with my mum before she was killed. I trust Mel too; there was something about her, an unconditional kindness. Although we only met a moment ago, she is like a sister to me already.

The boys are so sweet and it's hard to believe how famous they are. Niall is super sweet and funny, and shares my obsession with food. Zayn is shy but is very nice once you get to know him; he's like an older brother. Harry is a total flirt; he was flirting with me just a moment ago. I know it's going to be interesting staying with him and his mum in the same flat. Louis is so funny and I know I can go to him when I need cheering up. And then there's Liam. I can tell that I fancy him already; he is handsome, sweet, and very charming. I hope we will get to know each other better soon.

After Anne offered us endless scones, tea, and coffee, it got dark, so I headed upstairs with Harry and his mum. Mel and Niall decided to stay with us for a while longer before leaving and went upstairs with us. As I walked up the stairwell, I realized how big the flat was. Well, it was more like a condo, it was huge! Anne told me that I could stay in the guest bedroom and that she would get something for me to sleep in. I thanked her and Harry led me to the guest bedroom.

"So, this is where you'll be staying," Harry told me as he opened the door and showed me the room. "I mean, unless you want to stay in my room." He said with a wink. I laughed it off. "Uh, I think I'll be fine." I said. "Okay, well, if you need anything, I'm right across the hall." He smiled and walked out, shutting the door behind him. I sat quietly on the bed, observing the room. The walls were painted light blue, the curtains on the window was lacey and white, matching the bed sheets. There was a walk-in closet, and a bathroom with double sinks. This was better than any room I had ever had. A second later, Anne walked in with a night gown, panties, and fuzzy socks.

"Hello there, darling, how do you like the room?" She asked. "It's so beautiful! I can't thank you enough!" I answered. She smiled.

"I'm glad, because you can stay here for as long as you want until the boys go back on tour." She said. "I'm guessing they'll want you to go with them"

I blushed, my left cheek pulsing. "I'm not sure; I think I would be a distraction..."

"They let Melinda go on tour with them." She chuckled at her own remark. "She's loud and funny, and she definitely keeps everyone entertained! I don't think you'd be a distraction, hunny." I laughed at this, Mel and I were so similar, I can tell that we will be best friends in no time.

"Well I've got some of Gemma's clothes that she left here for you, I thought they might fit you." She said laying the night gown, socks, and panties on the bed for me. I remember Harry telling me about his sister, Gemma earlier, she was going to be out of toen for a while. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Cox." I thanked her.

"Oh, sweetie, you can call me Anne, no need to be so formal." She smiled. "Oh, and before I forget, Mel wanted to come up and talk to you. Why don't you take a shower, get dressed, and I'll send her up here in thirty minutes."

"Alright, thank you." I thanked Anne again, and she smiled once more and left the room.

I took a quick shower, paying special attention to my cheek and feet. Once I got out, I walked over to the bed and picked up the night gown. It was a silk, spaghetti-strap, purple-violet colored night gown that stopped mid-thigh and had lace at the bottom. The panties matched the gown, and the socks were beige and fuzzy with silver charms sewed on the sides of the ankle. Oh boy, if Harry ever sees me in this, he'll flip shit.

I got dressed and found a comb in the bathroom, so I sat on my bed, combing my knots out of my hair.

-Mel's POV-

I was downstairs, watching a movie with Niall, while Anne got more clothes of Gemma's clothes for Dessi. It had been about thirty minutes so I got up to go see her. "Where are you going?' Niall asked holding my hand, not letting me go. "I'm going to check on Dessi." I explained to him. "Oh well, hurry back!" He got up and kissed me passionately. After we pulled away, I wanted to stay down here with him, but I promised Anne that I'd check on her, so I started up the stairs until I reached her room. I knocked on the door and waited for a moment.

-Dessi's POV-

There was a knock on the door, it was Melinda. "Come in!" I called. She walked in, paused for a moment, looking at the night gown. "Anne gave you that to wear to bed?" She asked then giggled. "Yeah." I sighed. "I had the same reaction, not casual enough." I laughed too.

"I swear if Harry sees you..." She started. We both burst out laughing. "I know! I thought the same thing!" I said. She had a rbeautiful American accent, it reminded me of my mum, she was from America, that was why I had a mixed accent. American mum, British dad.

"What's going on.....Holy!" I saw Harry standing behind Mel in the door way, looking at me. Mel turned around, and put her hands on her hips. Harry didn't notice her and was still focused on me, obviously liking what he saw. I blushed in embarrassment. I looked up to see Mel pushing Harry out the door. I giggled as she closed and locked the door.

She smiled and walked over to the bed. "Ugh! Boys... Right?" She said laughing. "Totally! He's a major flirt!" I replied. She smiled for a moment, and then it faded.

"What?" I asked her.

"Well, I'm sorry if this is too personal, but... how did this all happen?" She said. "Like, why were you in foster care in the first place?" She grabbed a pillow from the bed and held it to her chest. She peered into my forest-green eyes.

"Well..." I started. I told her everything, trusting her with all of it. I knew she wouldn't tell, she would never do something like that. I'm so glad that I had another girl, my age to trust. I finished the story by telling her how I had made it to the coffee shop. She didn't cry while I was telling her, but I could tell she got emotional. "And that's how I ended up here." I ended the story.

"Oh.." That's all she could say. She said more with her eyes as I looked into them. She understood how much pain I went through. And I'm glad that she did. We hugged, said goodbye, and I fell asleep after she left with Niall.

(Author's Note: If you couldn't already tell, Desirai is somewhat based off my life and my personality. Melinda(mindamel on movellas) is actually my best friend in real life, so that's how I can relate to the character. (She's my homie!! I luff you!))

 

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