fallen angel

Smile is 17 years old and lives with her father. Her mother died of cancer a few years ago, that's when it started ... her father lost his job and started drinking. Now, he was always drunk. he began abusing her when she was 8, it was when her mother was admitted to hospital. Smile did not want anyone to know about it. what would they think of her? that she was worthless? they would beat her too? as if it matters. she's already been bullied at school. she used to be strong and think just smile! one night she takes courage to escape...


7. in love?

Smile´s  P.O.V


The next morning when I woke up, I looked around me in room.It was nobody here! Where was Niall? I hurried down the stairs and saw that he was sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast. I relaxed. I took on a fake smile. it hurt so much in my scar.

"Good morning," I said and he turned around and smiled at me and said

"morning beautiful". I looked down and blushed.

"Are you hungry?" he asked. I nodded.

"There are pancakes for you if you want" I took a plate and sat down opposite him.

"what would you want to do today?" he asked.

"I don't know" I replied. Just when did Harry came in, he flipped his brjown curly hair and smiled showing his dimpels.

"We can go bowling!" he said. I nodded. it sounded fun! Niall smiled at me and I felt warm inside. His blue eyes looked straight into mine.

"I'm sorry but I have to ask ... do you have contact lenses?" he asked. I smiled.

"No" I replied. He nodded. one and a half hours later it was all awake and ready to go. when we arrived it came up a few girls and asked them for an autograph. weird.

"why they asked you about an autograph?" I asked.

"We are in a band named One Direction" said Liam. I nodded and felt stupid. I had heard of them before, but I had never heard them sing. We bowled and when we were done was the score: Harry came first, Louis 2nd, Zayn 3rd, Niall 4th, Liam 5th and I last. Harry came up to me and hugged me and said

"it does not matter," I cried as he put his hand on my back over the burn mark. I hate my dreams. I dream only about memories! he let go and looked at me strangely. I just smiled. then I went to Niall. I felt all eyes on me, but I pretended like nothing.

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