Don't tell me a lie :x

Hey. I'm Samantha. I'm 17. I'm currently under parental abuse. My mom died when I turned 4. So, my dad, who is an alcoholic, abuses me. I have bruises, scars, cuts, and welts. It's not everyday I get to listen to One Direction. They help me to learn: My life has a meaning, no matter how rough the road gets. <3. I have 1 friend, and that's Cayce. She's the only one I told about my dad abusing me. I have Brown hair, Blue eyes, A slim figure, covered eith bruises, scras, cuts, and welts. Perfect huh? I am irish, grew up in Mullingar, Ireland. It's a good place. I like it, but my dad forced me to move to America. I have been chatting with Cayce, and tonight, I'm leaving. I'm going straight to the airport, and flying out there.. After, I go to the police station. :D

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1. Heading to the homeland <3

Sami's POV

It was 6:30 am. I had to stop by the police station as soon as possible. I had to get him off me. I couldn't the abuse. I hate it. I was tired of the pain. I tried to cut myself, but I couldn't.

*Arriving At Police Station*

"Hello, Welcome to the Police Station.." A voice rang. I knew it. It was my aunt!

"Aunt Melinda!!!" She noticed me and hugged me. I explained to her what was happening. She was shocked. She sent armed forces to his house. She took pictures of the injuries on my body. I told her thanks, gave her a hug, and told her I had to catch a flight, I was leaving him. She smiled and waved. I forgot. I don't have a car.

I walked back in. "You need a ride don't you?" Her smile grew wide.

*2 Hours Later*

"Flight number 2355 for Mullingar, Ireland, boarding now." echoed through the terminal. My aunt gave me $2,500 dollars to take with me. I was grateful. I boarded the plane, sat down, and put my headphones in. I didn't drift to sleep. Amazing. :o. I fell asleep, and someone nudged me. It was the guy beside me. We were getting off the plane. I yelled 'Thanks. I ran, and called Cayce. She found me before I hit call.

Seeing each other for the first time in about 5 years, It looked like we were a couple. I met her boyfriend, Josh Devine, and he was nice. He recognized the Irish in my voice immediatly. "You know who'd like you?"

I looked down and sighed, "Nobody."

He looked around, for about 5 minutes and ran off. I looked shocked. He came back with this cute blonde haired, blue eyed boy. "Yeh hello, love"

HE'S IRISH TOO!! Omg omg. I smiled and said "Yeh hey." The smile on his face grew large. He was smiling at me the ride home. I was feeling like picking on him. So I said: "Take a picture, It'll last longer." So, he pulled out his iPhone and took a really good picture of me. "I didn't mean it!!" I was fake pouting. He looked so adorable. Where did I know him? I was skimming through my twitter, and WMYB came on. He started singing along. It was the one and only, Niall Horan. I wasn't gonna fangirl, not in front of him at least. So I smiled, put my headphones in, and cuddled up to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I was small so it wasn't hard. He looked down at me and smiled. I was happy. Until the questions poured in.

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