Why me...

Carly, an innocent 17 year old, seems like she has a good life. Wrong. Her dad is abusive. She has a sister, Hannah. But she has to act like she hates her so she won't get beaten and raped. She hates her life. What happens when she runs away, and meets a certain Liam Payne. Will it be love at first sight? Or will he just laugh at her and walk away? Read to find out! :)

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1. Breaking out

*Carly's POV* 

I walked into the house, trying to be quiet. Didn't work. My sister, Hannah, ran out of the living room. She stopped when she saw me. 

"Oh dad! Look who I found!" She said in a sing-song voice.She sent me an apologetic smile before my father came stomping in. He slapped me hard.

"Where were you?!" He yelled at me. 

"At the store! I bought some food!" I said, showing him the bag of food. He huffed and stomped back into the living room. My sister kissed my cheek and followed my father. I hate him. My sister only acted mean to me, so she wouldn't get beaten like me. I walked into the kitchen and started making food. I made one of those quick bake pizzas. I grabbed my slice and ran upstairs. I never had supper with my sister and dad. I grabbed the backpack that my best friend, Julia, gave me, and started to pack all my stuff in it, and it wasn't much. I shoved it under my bed and started to walk downstairs, to put my plate in the dishwasher. I started to walk upstairs, but my dad stopped me. He grabbed my wrist, hard. He pulled me into the bedroom. I knew what he was going to do. He did this once every week. For 1 year. I really didn't like this. When he was done, he shoved me into my room and locked the door. I put on my clothes slowly. I didn't notice the tears streaming down my face. I grabbed a bobby pin, and unlocked my door. My father didn't know I did this. I walked to my sisters room. She was on her bed, reading. I ran up to her and hugged her. 

"Han, I'm going to run away. Please don't forget me. I'm going to change my number, but I memorized your number so I will text you when I do. I love you." I whispered, so my dad wouldn't hear me. Even though he was a super heavy sleeper. 

"Okay, I wish you luck Carls. I love you too." She whispered, with a small smile. She kissed my cheek and I got up and ran/walked to my room. I grabbed the bag and texted Julia.

Me; running away. coming with? I slipped my phone in my pocket and swung my legs over the side of my window. My room is on the second floor, but it's not that high to jump from. I pushed myself and landed perfectly. Thank you track and field. I said in my head. I started to walk. I didn't know where I was going, but anywhere was better than here. 

*Liam's POV* 

"Boys! I'm going for a walk!" I yelled to the boys, grabbing my jacket. I heard a round of 'okays'. I started to walk, when I bumped into this beautiful girl. She had platinum blonde hair, with bright purple dip-dye. 

"Sorry love. Hey are you okay?" I asked. She looked like she had been crying. She nodded her head. 

"No, your not okay. You've been crying. Why?" I asked, more softly now. She looked up. She had the most unique eyes I had ever seen. They were teal with flecks of gold and silver. 

"I-I'm r-running a-away..." She said, then burst into tears. I pulled her into a hug, and she cried into my chest.

"Why love?" I asked, pulling away from the hug to look into her eyes. She looked into mine. 

"I-I don't k-know you..." She whispered. I grabbed her hands. 

"Well, how about I get us some coffee at a cafe and we can talk there?" I asked. She nodded her head. I let go of her hands, and started to walk to the little cafe down the street.

*Carly's POV*

While I was walking, I bumped into a guy. 

"Sorry love. Hey, are you okay?" He asked. I nodded my head. 

"No, your not okay. You've been crying. Why?" He asked, softly. I looked up. He had the most beautiful puppy brown eyes I had ever seen. 

"I-I'm r-running a-away..." I said, and burst into tears. He pulled me into a hug. He smelled amazing. 

"Why love?" He asked, pulling away, and looking into my eyes. I don't even know him, how can I tell him. 

"I-I don't k-know you..." I whispered. He grabbed my hands.

"Well, how about I get us some coffee at a cafe and we can talk there? By the way, I'm Liam." He said. I just nodded my head. He let go of my hands and started walking. I followed him. We walked into the cafe I work at. 

"Damnit..." I whispered. He turned around. 

"What's the matter?" He asked. I just shook my head and pulled him out of there. He looked very confused. 

"Wh-" He started but I cut him off. 

"I work there and I don't want my dad to go there and ask if I was there!" I hissed. He nodded his head. 

"Want to come back to my place?" He asked. 

"No, I don't want to be a bother..." I said, and started to walk away. He grabbed my wrist where my dad grabbed and I'm pretty sure my dad broke it. I yelled out in pain. He snapped his hand back. He looked really sorry. I started to cry from the pain. He rushed over to my side. 

"Gimmie your wrist." He demanded. I reluctantly handed over my wrist. "You sprained it. Come back to my house and I can fix it." He said. I nodded. He grabbed my hand, and started to walk. We finally got to a very nice house, unlike mine. He opened the door and four figures came running at us. I jumped behind Liam, scared. 

"Great guys! You scared her!" He turned around. "It's okay. They're harmless. Really." He chuckled. I looked behind him and saw four guys. One had tan skin and a quiff. Another one had on a striped shirt and light brown hair that swiped across his forehead. The other one had really curly hair and dimples. The last one had blonde hair, obviously dyed, as he had brown roots growing out. I noticed he had braces. 

"Oh, I never caught your name love!" Liam said, I looked at him. 

"Carly..." I whispered. I looked to the floor and back up. 

"Well Carly, this is Niall, Zayn, Harry, and Louis." Liam said, pointing at each of them. I smiled a small smile. "Oh! Right, your wrist! Come with me!" Liam said, walking into the kitchen. I followed him. He was searching around in drawers. He walked over to me with a big white box. He sat me down on a bar stool and pulled out a long beige bandage. He grabbed my wrist gently and I winced slightly. He carefully wrapped it around my wrist, tightly. He pinned it and kissed my hand. I giggled and blushed. He chuckled and pulled me into the living room, where the rest of the guys were. Liam sat on the love seat and patted the space next to him. I blushed and walked over to him. I sat down beside him and looked at the tv. Bad choice. I soon as I looked, a scary thing popped up on the screen and I screamed and hid my face in Liam's chest. The guys started laughing at my reaction. I lifted my head out of Liam's chest. 

"Assholes." I said. They laughed again. I rolled my eyes. "Where's the bathroom?" I asked. 

"First door on the right." Harry said, pointing to a hallway. I walked down to the bathroom. I locked the door and looked at myself in the mirror. I had put make-up over my bruises on my face. I wanted to take it off, but I didn't have my bag with me. 

"LIAM!" I yelled, through the door. I heard running. 

"Yes love?"  I heard Liam's voice. 

"I um... need my bag please." I said.

"Why?" He asked, curious. I couldn't tell him the real reason. 

"I need, my um, feminine products!" I said to him. 

"Ewww..." He said, and walked away. I started to wipe off the make-up. You could clearly see the purple bruises that scattered my face. I heard a knock. 

"Hey Carly, I have you bag here. Open the door please." Liam said, trying to open the door. I sighed. They were gunna find out sometime. 

"Is it just you." I asked. 

"Yup. Why?" He said. 

"Just cause." I said and unlocked the door. He opened it and turned around to close it again. When he turned around he gasped and dropped my bag. He put his hands on my face gently. 

"What happened?" He asked softly. 

"Well, you know how I told you I ran away, well the reason is because my father beats me... and rapes me..." I said, whispering slightly at the end. I started to cry. Thats when I heard the doorknob turn. I his my face in Liam's chest, not wanting to look at anybody at the moment. I felt more arms wrap around me, and I felt safe. For once in my life, I actually felt safe. 

"You can stay with us as long as you need too." I heard Zayn say. I looked up and smiled. Then I pushed them out. 

"Now I actually need to use my feminine products, so get out!" I said, trying to push them out. They ran out, pretending to gag. I rolled my eyes and locked the door. I grabbed my sweatpants and my tank top. I changed into them and put more concealer on my bruises. I threw my hair into a bun and walked out, trowing my bag on a bench by the door. I walked over and sat next to Liam. I yawned and put my head in his lap. 

"Tired?" He asked. I nodded my head and yawned again. He picked me up and carried me to a room. He set me on the bed and kissed my head. He laid down beside me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close and making me feel safe. I fell asleep smiling. 

*A/N!!* 

Hey guys! Like my new movella?! Hahaha! Anyways, look bubblygirls!!! I made you a nice person! ;] Luuuurrrrvvvv youuuuuuuuuuuuu! :] Hahah lol anyways, please like and favourite! I appreciate it! :]

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