Life With One Direction

Hi everyone this is my first story. So, if there are mistakes I apologize for every single mistake. I'm from Burma and I'm 12 years old. Okay now about the story *about the story* Nicole has always hated her life at home. Her mom and she had to fight every singe night. Her dad lives in Bangkok but one day, her dad got a job in Apple Store in London, England. What will happen when One Direction's Harry Styles' mansion is just beside her house?What will happen when Her mom was shot to death after some weeks, when her dad was always at work and her dad wants to go back and live in Burma? Will she go with him and leave her love and One Direction or will she stay back in London?

This is not a One Direction love story,but there will be with someone else. By reading this "about the story" u might not want to read it anymore but please read and i'll be really grateful for that.


5. Chapter 5

(Nicole’s P.O.V) Oh god, what did I do now? “Anything you want to say?” Mom said “or should reveal” she continued holding up a blade and a towel. Thank god its not blood red. I bought a new one. “What are they doing in your luggage?” she asked. “ That’s um that’s uhh that’s a paper cutter!” I lied. “ and the towel?” mom asked. “ Its for polishing my shoes and I also use it to clean my One Direction posters.” I replied. “Again! One Direction!! One Direction this and One Direction that! That’s the only thing on your mind isn’t it?” she yelled at me. “No! Mom-“ I started but she cut me off. “ No more One Direction. That’s it!” she yelled. “What?! That isn’t fair!” I shouted back. “ Oh yeah? Tell me what’s not fair then” she mocked. “ I just started living next to Harry Styles’ house and no more One Direction?? There are millions of girls who would love to live next to Harry, Millions! But u know what? They would never want to be in my place coz they would never want a mother like you, who keep forcing and ordering stopping almost everyt hing in her children’s life-“


I felt a sharp pain on my left cheek and that’s when I realized that my mom just slapped me across the face. That’s it! I’m leaving. I grabbed the blade, the towel ,my jacket , and my backpack with some clothes and ran out of the house. I could hear mom shouting “Wait! Nicole come back! I’m sorry, please come back”. I ignored all the words from her. I turned to a corner and saw a park with a lake. I went to sit at the edge of the lake with my back leaning against a tree. I took out the blade and started cutting. I wish Jake was here. Beside me and comforting me, stopping me from cutting myself. I finally stopped and wrapped it with the towel. I put back the blade in my back pack. I took out the bandage and wrapped it around my wrist. I sighed. I felt someone sat beside me. I turned to see who it was. It was Niall.

(Niall’s P.O.V)

*WHACK* Nicole’s mom slapped her across the face. Me and the boys and the girls were watching Nicole and her mom’s fight. “Oh my god” Harry muttered. The next moment Nicole ran out of the house. “ Where do u think she’s going?” I asked. “No idea, but she can’t go that far, she just arrived this morning.” Eleanor said. “She’s going to the park.” Harry said, looking out from the window. “ Someone follow her.” I said. “ Haz u go.” Lou told Harry. Then, Harry’s phone rang. “I cant, Taylor is on the phone” Harry said and went to his room. Everyone turned to me. “What?” I asked. “ Fine, I’ll go” I said, “Ask her if she wants to stay here for a certain time” Harry said from his room and he closed the door. I grabbed my phone and went out of the house. To the park.

I found her and we started talking. I was telling that we saw her and her mom. “So, Nicole, do u want to stay with us for a while?” I asked. “ With u eight? At Harry’s house?” she asked. I nodded “though I’m not sure how long El, Dani and Perrie will stay” I added. “Oh my god yes yes!” she said delighted and hugged me. I hugged her back. “Let’s go home” I told her, smiling. We walked back to Harry’s house.

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