Emma has always been alone. And that's how she liked. She didn't have much of a family. Just a father who was always out drinking or passed out in front of the TV. The only thing she needed was her music. Everything changed when she was forced to live with an elderly man after running away and having no where else to go. That's where she met Zayn Malik, from the band One Direction. He was Mysterious and dangerous and had his eyes on Emma. Of course Emma wasnt all into him at first with her eyes hooked on Niall. But that sure didn't stop Zayn, with everything about to unravel and Emma has no where to run.


2. Starting Fresh

When I stopped running I fell down on the grass exhausted. Breathing heavily I realized I had no idea what to do next. Before, I was always a step ahead. Now I was clueless and frightened. Where was I supposed to go.? 

I started to Panic. I got up and looked around me, I was at a park. And it was starting to get dark. I might act tough but I cant deny that I'm afraid of a lot of things. The dark is one of them. I started to walk, looking for a shelter or a secluded place I could spend the night. I walked for a while and reached a dirt road. There was nothing around! I was lost.

I started to tear up when I walked past a huge gorgeous brick house. I started to walk up the driveway. Maybe they would have a phone. Or directions.

I cant't believe I'm about to do this. Going up to a creepy house in the middle of nowhere. Hmm. Where have I seen this Before? Oh Yeah In Almost Every Horror Movie!

I stopped. I looked back. If I turned around I wouldn't have any idea what to do next. So I went up to the door and rang the doorbell. Waiting a few minutes I rang it again. This time an elderly man with Solid white hair and dull brown eyes opened the door. 

"May I Help You Missy?" He asked with no emotion on his face. 

"Uhm do you have a phone I could use? or directions to the nearest shelter?" I said looking at the floor. He eyed me up and down. Gave me chills. It was quiet for a minute.

"You look pretty messed up now missy. A Shelter is no place for a young lady like you, come inside, I have a spare room." He said walking back into the house. 

"No no no its fine really if I could just borrow your phone I would be out of your hare." I said frantically. Even though I was grateful knowing I had a place to sleep. 

"Nonsense. I know a runaway When I see one. The messed up hair, terrified look, backpack. Its no problem of mine if you would like to stay in the guest room as long as you abide by my rules." He said sternly. 

He walked up the stairs and I followed. He led me down a long hallway Before he opened a door and switched on the light. It was beautiful. A queen size bed with a royal blue bedspread. Plush carpet. huge vanity mirror and a bathroom connected on the other side. 

"This is where you'll be staying. Do not tear up the furniture. do not invite over any friends nor quests. No drinking in here. No drugs and no blasting none of that Nonsense Music young kids are listening to nowadays." He said as he walked out and shut the door. Strange. Is that it? Was it really that simple? I didn't believe it so I'd keep my guard up. 

I unpacked all my belongings and explored the room. It was beyond amazing. I went over to the vanity mirror and checked myself out. I was a mess. My Long black hair was all tangled. My sweat from running earlier had ruined my makeup and made me look like a raccoon. Ugh. 

I decided to hop into the shower. The bathroom was also quite big and beautiful. Once I got out of the shower I towel dried my hair and put it up in a messy bun. I put on my favorite pair of black sweats and a white short sleeved low-cut t shirt. I looked in the mirror again. I'm Fairly good looking. Long black hair, dark blue eyes, kind of tanned, curvy. Looks didn't matter to me though. I've never even had a boyfriend. Not that I couldn't get one, just didn't want one. And that wasn't going to change anytime soon.

I opened my door and stepped out into the hallway. I walked through the hallway and down the stairs. The kitchen had to be somewhere around here. I walked through the living room and found the kitchen. As I was walking in I bumped into somebody headfirst. I looked up and stopped. 

"Sorry about that love, I'm Zayn, Zayn Malik."

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