My name is Alice, I am 13 years old.
My life was changed completely when I was kidnapped, taken from everything.
Though, I found a way out....unfortunately along with that, my memory was taken away as well. With only my first name and age to remember.... I run.
I find a house, a big one, to be exact, with 5 boys living in them.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What's my life story? All questions roaming in my mind, answers very distant.
But these 5 boys known as One Direction help to bring my memory back, through dreams and images.
Sad, depressed, worried and especially frightened, I slowly find out who I am.
Leaving me to a whole new life which is something.... special.


1. Starting Out

 I am running, really fast, as fast as my legs can take me.

I got out, I finally got out.... but from where?

Alice.... is that my name? I think that I am 13, but who knows? I finally got out.

Still running, I see a house up ahead, a huge house.... with all their lights on....

My body is aching as I keep pushing myself to keep going, though I feel something trickling down my legs, coming from my stomach... blood? Where is this coming from? Did I do this to myself?

Almost to the house, i'm almost there! Keep running Alice, keep running..... I hear angry voices far away behind me, why do they want me? Wait... i'm at the house... just ring the door bell, maybe these people could save you.

I did it, I rang it... but, I am tired, very tired, why am I so tired? Hunger filling me, thrist as well. My vision is getting blurry, what's going on? I think that I just need to lay down, but someone just opened the door, I think a teenage boy, 18 or 19 maybe? He looks worried, why is he worried?

I can't do it any longer, I can't stay awake, let me just sit down..... nope, can't do it, I just can-  I think that I just fell, everything is dizzy. I can still see the teenager, but he is blurry....very blurryyy..... hey, there's two more... wait, three, nope, four all yelling for help. What is going on? My eye lids are closing, but what if they come for me again, the people that took me....

Let me just sleep for a while.....

     Liam's POV

        I was sitting in my livingroom with the boys, we were watching Paranormal Activity 4, when the door bell rang....,"Liam go get the door, i'm too lazy..." said Niall. What a lazy boy... but one question spiraled in my head, who could be at the door? This was our secret hideout house for when we were off, no one knows about this except for Simon and Paul. Everyone must of realized what was going on, too, because they all had worried looks on their faces. I slowly got up and looked through the peep hole.... I saw- a girl! I opened the door quickly to reveal her. She looked young, had frizzy curls and tanish brown skin that was dirty and covered with I think dry blood. Her clothes were torn to pieces, and when I saw her face, it made me feel like I was going to cry. Her big dark brown eyes pleading for help. She fell over on the door mat, her eyes about to close. "Niall, Harry, Zayn, Louis, get over here!!" I yelled to my friends. In an instant they were by my side. "We need to help her, somebody help her!" cried Niall. I think the scene was a bit to much for him. "Come on, pick her up CAREFULLY," I said once I saw that her body was covered in cuts and bruises. Niall was the first to get to her, picking the girl up by her waist and holding her close to him. He carried her in and we layed her down on our air mattress set up in the livingroom. Luckily, I was pretty good at taking care of people, so I pulled out my giant first aid kit to help with her damage.

 "Okay guys, we are going to see a naked girl, but if you don't want to see this you can go... this is the only way that we can help her," I said quickly, not wanting to waste any time. They all stayed to help. I removed her torn clothing, leaving on her undergarments, and I couldn't believe my eyes! She had HUGE cuts all over her body, followed by giant bruises that were a nasty shade of purple. Niall looked like he was going to be sick,"I can't do this, this is horrifying, who would do this?!" yelled Louis, and he left to the bathroom to take a breather. No more wasting time.

We started off by wiping off her cuts with alchohol pads, being very gentle because she was super skinny. Whoever did this must've starved her. We added band aids and put on one of Niall's giant shirts and a clean pair of boxers on her. Louis came back," I'll comb her hair, and will help wash her face and stuff like that, it's the least that I can do," he stated. So we wet her long curly dark brown hair and Louis combed it. Lastly, Niall got a warm rag and cleaned her adorable face, how could anyone do this to a poor girl like this?! Niall picked her up again, holding her tightly, and carried her to his room.

"We should all sleep in here, just in case she wakes up," said Niall. We all agreed to it, tucking her in and covering her in layers of blankets for warmth. Turning off the tv, I walked upstairs, then made my mini bed on the floor, slowly falling to sleep. Niall was wide awake, all alert. Why was he being so protective of this girl? Who did this? And why was she so familiar to me? With those questions, I fell asleep, for the next day to come.....

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