Intake

Alea needed to get away. Her mother had just died in a car crash and her father was always drunk. Her brother was the only thing she had until he went off to college. One night Alea came home to her dad drunk and he kicked her out. She's on the streets alone. What will happen when it is pouring rain and five boys, one direction, see her on a park bench?

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2. Chapter 1: Coming Home

 

Coming home

Alea's POV

I walked out of the cafe with a huge smile on my face. Nat and I just had an awesome 10:00pm dinner. The cafe is called Michael's. Everytime I say or hear the name I kinda wish I had a boyfriend. But whatever, I'm still waiting or Hunter Hayes to call me back. Nat thinks he never will and I'm way too pretty for him. Yeah, ok ( note the sarcasm.)

"So Lee wanna sleep over my place tonight?" She asked with a smile still on her face.

"Uh, sorry can't, I have to get back to him." I stated sadly, him meaning my dad. The smile dissapeared from both of our faces as we went in different directions to our houses.

"Oh well. See you later!" She yells as he enters her house. I sigh and walk into my own house. I gasp and see all of the things on the floor. My dad has mad a HUGE mess. He walks in with an angry look on his face.

"Where were you?!?" he screams.

" I-I was out with Nat. I told you I was-" he cut me off by saying " Get out. Now."

I looked at him speechless but angry. I couldn't take this anymore. I bounded out of the door almost fallingdown the porch steps. I heard shouts coming from behind me. I didn't stop and kept running. They got fainter as I kept running. I knew exactly where I was going. To the park, where me and my mom would always talk about my problems. I found our favorite bench and sat down. I cried out more tears then I thought were humanly possible. God  I missed her so much.

 

                                                                               Louis' P.O.V

It was a bright and sunny morning. Me and the lads were going to play some football ( soccer to you Americans.). I grabbed one and we headed off. When we got there we played for a while. We stopped when we saw the most beautiful girl I've eve seen, crying.

 

 

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