One way or another

Hope is a 17 year old girl who's mother died mysteriously 6 months after giving birth and her father passed away not long ago due to disease. With no siblings and most of her family living far away, she's forced to live with her uncle. A rich but cruel man who has no intention of giving Hope any care or love. Her Aunty on the other hand is a kind and giving lady.
But Hope knows she can't stay. Her last option is to run away. She cannot spend another day with her Uncle, who seems to be hiding something. Big. Will Hope be left with anything? All seems to be going the wrong way until she meets a sweet boy with a kind heart who decides to take the poor girl under his wing.
What will Hope find out? Her Uncle's secret? Love? Or all the wrong things?


3. Hidden Memories

Hope's POV

My hands were shaking as I read the note.

My Dearest Hope,

I saved this for you for when you turned 18.

I knew how much this would mean to you.

If I'm ever not here with you, I want you to be strong. 

Do not zone yourself out or hide yourself away from the world.

Please continue in life, and know that I will always. And I mean ALWAYS. love you.

I placed the note on the ground. My eyes were tearing up again.


Zayn's POV

Sometimes life is rewarding. But that doesn't mean you won't feel lonely. "Zayn, lets go, Mate."

I heard Liam's voice and pushed the thought away. I got up off the couch and left the house. 

"Come on," Louis said. "We'll be late."

"Sorry," I said, "Where's Harry?"

"Harry?" Louis said, trying not to laugh. "If we're late I'm blaming it on you."

"Alright," Niall began. "More girls for us."

"You needed me?" Asked Harry, smirking, coming out from behind a bush.

"Get him." Louis said.

5 minutes later.

"Is this really necessary?" Harry asked?

"Yep," Lou, Liam, Niall and I said together.

"I would've gotten into the car sooner or later." He said, fake frowning.

"Yeah," Louis began, "And we would be even later than we are now."

I couldn't stop smiling. Harry looked so funny with two seat belts, a thick rope tied around his chest and hands and a pink sleeping mask with thick eyelashes drawn on.

"Zayn Malik, you better not be laughing back there." Harry stated.

"Me? Laugh at you? Noo, of course not." I said, smiling.

"Where are we going, anyway?" Harry asked.

"Management." Niall said. "They need to talk about something."

"Probably concerts or interviews." Liam added.

Liam's POV

Louis pulled up in the back parking, to avoid crazed fans. We untied Harry then we entered through the back door and made ourselves comfortable in the room. I saw Zayn plop onto the couch. 

Something wasn't right with him. He wasn't acting like himself. I didn't know what it was, but I'd figure it out. I'd probably talk to Louis later on. He could actually be quite serious in important situations.

Either way, I didn't like to see my friends like this.

We waited for a while and Paul came through the door.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late."

Harry grinned at Louis and mouthed: 'Haha.'

Louis just rolled his eyes and kept his attention on paul. I could plainly see he was trying not to laugh.

"So guys," Paul began, "Management wanted you guys here to let you know you'll be going on tour soon."

"When are we leaving?" Niall asked.

"One month exactly." Paul replied.

Great, I thought. We were never given much notice. One month seems long but I really wish they'd tell us earlier.

At least it wasn't like last time. Last time, we'd only been give one week.

"How long for?" Asked Harry.

"Right now, about 2 months. Then you'll come back and have a small break, then another few months."

"Fair enough." Louis said.


Zayn's POV

I wish I had someone else to share my life with. The boys were great, but I wanted a girlfriend. Just a girl who really gets me.

"Zayn, mate?" I heard Liam coming into my room and sitting on the bed next to me."Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"I don't think so. You seem, uhh... a bit depressed."
"Don't worry about it."

"How can I not worry when there's something wrong with one of my friends?"

"I just don't want to drag you into my problems."

"Too late."
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."


"I want a girlfriend."
"Really? That's it? You just want a girl?"

"No. Not a girl, the girl." 

"What do you mean, the girl?"

"I mean the girl as in the girl who will always love me. Never leave me. Not like the girls that Harry brings home every week."

"In Harry's defence, he doesn't really know their true self until after they leave. But I know what you mean. I'm busy for the next few days, but next week week, we can try find a girl for you. Maybe somewhere not-busy. Where there's girls who are more likely to care. Like a park or shop. Not a club"

"Sounds awesome. Thanks mate." I said, thanking Liam. He was a great friend.

"No problem," He said, Leaving my bedroom.

Hope's POV

Is it possible to drown in tears?

I wish it was...

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