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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3. Chapter 2: Meeting One Direction

 

Meeting One Direction

Still Louis' P.O.V

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The boys looked at was I saw and Harry nudged me. "Oooo, look at our Lou, go get em' tiger" he said, winking at me. "Shut up!" I replied blushing. The boys laughed. I walked over to her and sat down. "Hey" I whispered looking down at her. She was short. But so beautiful. She had blonde hair and was very fit. She looked up at me with her light green eyes. "um...hi..." she replied. Her make-up was smearing but she still looked amazing. "A-are you okay?" I asked, looking down. I am so stupid. Of course she's not okay! I'm such an idiot. "no. But I don't want to bother you with my depressing story. " she said, bringing me out of my thoughts. "no, it's fine. I just can't believe a pretty girl like you would be out here." She blushed slightly, and I smiled to myself. "Hey! Wanna come and meet my friends?" "one direction? Um, no thanks." she said before I could finish. I sighed. I guessed she wasn't a fan. 

 

Alea's P.O.V

I said no. I hated them, expecially Harry. Uh, I hate flirts. He'd probably try to get me in bed. I felt bad about saying no, but who cares? he's just some stupid boy. I hate boys. My mind drifted off to my dad. But he's not the reason I hate boys. 

 

Flashback--

I was sitting on my bed waiting for my boyfriend Shane to get there. Finally, after waiting for 10 minutes, he rang the doorbell. I jogged downstairs and opened the door. He stood there, a mad expression on his face. "hey." I said. "Hey, HEY! I can't believe you! You cheat on me then say 'hey'! What is your problem?" he shouted. "w-what?" I said. Then i felt a burning on my face. He just slapped me. Again and again. 1,2,3,4,5 times. It hurt really bad. after that, he just left.

 

 

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