Can this be love?

Kaylea is a 17 year old girl that lives in Mullingar, Ireland. Her mum died a few years back and since then her dad has abused her. One day when she gets home she gets the chance to get out of her hell hole called a home and she takes it. When she runs away she meets a person that will change her life and her heart.


10. Makeover.

I slip off my clothes and stand in front of the mirror. Is there really a point to count all of them? No, no point at all. The dark bruises are just dark memories. Dark, dark, dark memories. I sig quietly and walk over to the shower and mess with the nob to adjust the tempature. I sit on the side as I slip off my underwear and bra. I stand up and step in the shower and let the warm water hit my body. I only had cold showers at my Dad's. It was horrid. The water trailed down my body as I watched it. My whole life had tooken a huge turn. I had five saviors sent from God. I wasn't that religious but I was before when my mum was alive. Her and I always went to church with each other as Dad went fishing or hunting with his friends. The good ole' days. I didn't notice how long I was in there until I hear a knock on the door. "Ey, Kaylea?" Niall. I could tell by the Irish accent. "Yes?" I reply, turning the nobs and the water cuts off. "The boys and I wanna take you to the mall, you up for it?" He asks. I smile and step out. "Im totally up for it. But I don't have the proper clothing." I say. I look at the shirt and shorts he had given me. "Zayn's girlfriend has left some clothes with him when she came to visit him a week before, you can wear that." I wrap a towe around me and peek out of the door. He had the clothes in his hand and I see him smile as he hands me the cothes. "Thank you." I smile and close the door. I look at the clothing. White skinny jeans with a white tanktop and a black laced over top. This is most beautiful thing I had for a while. I dry myself off and put my wet hair up in a bun as I slip on my under garments. I pull on the skinny keans and tank top. The white complimented my tan skin. I pull on the laced over top. It had sleeves that weren't laced. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and then I heard a knock on the door. I jumped at the sudden knock at the door. "Come in." I say softly then see a woman come in. "Hi!" She said with a cheerful smile. "Im Lou. Im the boys hair stylist and it was my pleasure to volunteer to do your hair and makeup." I smile wide. This will be fun. A/N: Hey guys! I am so sorry I havent uploaded in so long! I am getting really busy! But in 2 weeks I have spring break and I will be able to update a whole lot! ~KayleaandNiall~
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