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.


2. Meeting Together

         Alice's POV

       Where am I? I remember what happened last night, but it's still just a blur. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Looking around I saw that I was in a big room, and there were those five guys again, all sleeping. One had his hair sloped-up with a blond streak in it, another had giant curls that were a little messy, another had his head shaved, and one was wearing stripes. The one closest to me had blond hair. They were all sleeping so peacefully, thank the Lord for letting them except me into their home, but what if they wanted to hurt me? A shiver went down my spine at the thought of that. My belly rumbled, maybe they had food here... but I don't want to just barge into their home and search the place! Still, I knew I had to get up to use the bathroom, so I slowly got up, trying not to make a sound. But once I got up, pain filled my body....I forgot about my injuries!

"Ouch!" I said a little loudly. All of their eyes opened like lightening, as fright filled my body. They sat up and looked at me, while I just started to freak out. Like an idiot, I swung my legs back on the bed and threw the covers over me, scared. I felt like crying and I shed a few tears. What if they hurt me? Then I heard a voice, I think that it was irish, a deep irish voice," Don't worry sweety, we promise not to hurt you," he spoke gently. For some reason, my tension left my body. I slowly peeped my head out, so that they could only see my eyes. I then realized that my hair was clean and it smelled very fresh and that my body was clean as well. What did they do to me?

Once I poked out my head, I spoke quietly,"Are you sure?" even though they probably couldn't hear me. The blond one came close, and I kinda got scared again, so I lowered my head back down, but he spoke to me in a caring voice and said,"What did you say honey?" yep, he was the one with the irish voice, and I somehow was relaxed at that. "Are you sure that you won't hurt me," I said still a bit scared and still quiet. He came a bit closer and said,"I promise to the end that we will never hurt you." At that, I felt a wave emotion over me," Who I am?"I said quietly to him. His voice was full of worry when I said that. I felt a tear drop go down my cheek. "Where am I? Why am I in pain? How did I get here? Please help me..." I said in the same voice tone, getting more scared by the moment. My mind was blank from my information, that's what scared me the most.

"I don't know sweety, but we will find out soon, I promise," and he smiled, a nice smile, a warm smile, that kinda made me feel like everything was going to be fixed, that whatever happened to me was going to go away. I suddenly felt better, like nothing could hurt me, like I was strong. What was this feeling? And for some reason, I just wanted to hug someone, I wanted everything to be okay, to let this confusion leave me. I finally poked my head out from under the covers, and I got the courage to sit up, and once I did.... I got up and reached my hand out, trying to show him that I thank him for taking care of me when I needed help. He grabbed my hand, and I shook it. I then pulled him close to me, hugging him, I just needed to do it, he was my only hope.... he gave me his word not to hurt me, and to help me....

I kept on hugging him, a few tears on my cheeks, and probably now on his shirt. Releasing him, I stood up with the pain and winced, but I took in the pain. All the of the boys were standing now, staring at me, and to show my respect for what they have done to me, I held out my hand. The one with the shaved head came first and took my hand," Thank you,"I said quietly, and as each one came to take my hand, I said the same thing. I didn't hug them though, I didn't feel as close to them as the blond one. Because I knew that they wouldn't hurt me, I said all that I knew," Hi, my name is Alice and I think that I am 13.... maybe, i'm sorry but that's all that I remember......thank you for helping me....that was very kind of you," I said quietly but now loud enough for them to hear. I continued,"I think that I can manage now, and I will leave, get out of your hair....i'm truely sorry for intruding in your house, and i'll repay you if I can...." I showed a small smile, and looked down at my feet, I hated my smile.... I just felt it for some reason. After saying what I said, started to walk towards the door of the bedroom, limping. It hurt really badly, but I felt bad for letting these kind strangers do this for me , while I did nothing in return. I was about to fall when a pair of strong arms caught me, and I looked back to see the irish one. "Maybe you should stay with us for a while until we find out who you belong to and where you came from," he said. There was no way I was going to let them do this, so I simply said," I don't think that's neccesary, I have already been to much of a bother, I should start heading out," I said panting because of the walk over with my pain. I slipped out of his grasp and started to crawl out of the door and into the hallway. Man, was that place big! Where should I go then? I took a random turn and got up....more pain,"Oww!" I cried. But I limped my way to the end of the hallway. Hey, I chose the right way! But there were stairs. Oh man.....I heard the boy's footsteps coming after me.

I took my first step...leading to the second step... I almost fell but caught myself on the rail, and then crawled down the rest of the way. Once I finally got to the bottom, I looked for the door- aha! there it was! I limped the full way there and I reached the door knob. The pain was extruciating, moving all around my body. I was about to open the door when I felt arms grasp me. Man! I was so close! I was set down gently on what I think was a couch and I saw all of their eyes staring at me.

"Well to start off, my name is Niall," said the blond one. "And this is Zayn, Harry, Liam, and Louis." So his name was Niall huh... "Liam found you yesterday when you rang on the door bell. you were critically injured, so we cleaned you up. We would love to help you right now, and I don't think that you are fit to go out on your own," said Niall, it hurt me that he cared so much and I wanted to leave. "I can't let you do this for  me...." I said quietly. They all just shook their heads. "It's okay, we want you to stay here until we find out who you are and where you originally live," said Liam, and I noticed that he had a british accent. I just couldn't say no, they were right, where would I start? I hardly knew anything!

"Okay.... i'll stay until I am found."

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