**This story is NOT for kids! If you are under 16 years old, please do not read this, and if you are under 16 and you decide to read this book.. please do not come to me and complain!**

Her name is Hanna, she's 17 and she's totally in love with One Direction. One day she get's to meet them, but nothing goes as planned. Will she survive? Will she get to meet her fave band? Read and you will know :)


3. Chapter 3

So as i was coming up the bus stairs, i felt something grabbing my waist..It did not feel like a hand..It was rubberish. I looked down and it was not the same men who came and pick me up in line. He was older, uglier, not a typical manager of a such popular group.I panicked, i felt my heart racing, i was scared but i managed to keep myself calm.

''MOVE KID, I DONT HAVE ALL DAY'', he pushedme up the stairs.

''SIT DOWN AT THE BACK I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE'', he screamed in my ears.

''Wh..wh..who are you?'', i asked..scared he would hurt me.

''WHO AM I? THAT'S NOT YOUR BUISNESS, TAKE YOUR CLOSE OFF BEFORE I TEAR THEM OFF FOR YOU'', he yelled back. I started crying my eye balls off as i looked at his eyes, it was so difficult to try  and see who he was with his mask on.

''OK YOU WANT TO PLAY IT LIKE THIS GIRL'', He threw me on this dirty bed,a bed that seemed to have been used for several murder. they were blood on the sheets, dirt hand prints. I felt sick. 

''You little cunt, you want me to play the hard way..at your service bitch'', he ripped all my clothes off in an instant. He was strong and scary. He pulled out a  bottle and cloth and squirt some of the liquid that was found in the bottle and ran up to me covering my mouth with it. I passed out. It was suddently very dark, i was asleep but still manage to hear everything. He was groaning..he was on top of me, I could feel every touch he made on me. I am so scared. I'm starting to cry now, but he couldn't see it. Mother, come and save me from all of this. I'm scared mommy. I kept crying. 


*What seemed like days after*

My eye's went wide open, I took a look around the room. I was still in the bus, naked, tied up to each end of the bed. My legs were bruised, they were wide open, i could see the blood from underneath me, it terrified me. He was still there, I could hear his voice. He was on the phone.

''Yeah she's still sleeping'', he shut off.


I screamed really loudly, i know i shouldn't of done that.

''HELP ME, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP ME'', I screamed with all my lungs

''SHIT she's awake, i'll call you later dad'', he whispered.

He opened the room door and stared at me pleasantly.

I have a huge headache and screaming just made it worst but what if we were still in the venue parking lot and someone could here me!

I yelled and yelled and yelled for someone to rescue me, but no one came.

''Don't waste you're pretty voice by screaming hunny, no one can hear us..we are far far away from Canada love'', he laughed.

The kind of laugh you only here in the movies, the kind of laugh that gives you chills back and forth your spine.

''Wh wh where are we'', i studdered

He gazed into my eyes, looked at me from head to toe. He bit his lower lip. I was disgusted.

''London''. He smiled

 I tried to spit at him and to my suprise, i hit him right onto his ugly satanic discusting face.

''Oh darling, you shouldn't do things like this, you know why? Cause now I have to punish you.

He took pleasure by getting on top of me, gripped my hair into his dirty big palms and giving my head a kick on the wooden wall behind me.

I'm about to pass out again.

''WAKE UP YOU FILTHY ANIMAL'', He slapped my face

I woke up, half consious. He grabbed my hair again and shoved me on my stomach. My arms are twisted backwards as i layed down on my front, the feeling of the chains against my twisted arms felt bad, painful, i started crying louder and louder as he started rapping me again. He had no regret and that crushed me even more. He shoved me back facing him and punched me in the face, causing me to faint. He punched again to wake me up but i could feel myself letting go. He punched again and again and again and again. I was gone. Dead. A little girl rapped and beating to death, left alone and dead with a stranger by her side. I felt myself getting out my body, i could feel my soul leaving my body.

All i saw was mum and i having a blast at Canada's Wonderland when i was 10 years old, eating cotton candy and doing rides. The i saw Harry Styles eyes looking through mine and remembering his soft smile and pearl white teeth. I felt good in this moment, but i wish i wouldn't be dying such tragectly.

Mum, I love you like the sun. You always have been there for me, i love you so much. I started crying, i could feel my heart pounding and the hurt kept growing inside me. I'm so ashamed of myself mother, i never wanted to leave you alone to this cruel world. Stay strong. Stay strong for your baby girl. We will see each other up there, where i know there is a heaven, in a couple of years. I will be looking up for you every single day, guiding you through every step of life. 

And Dad, i am so happy i will get to see you again. I've missed you, i know it's too soon for wanted to see you, but it's been 5 long years i've been dying to see you again. We will be together again in heaven. I can't wait. I love you and i'm not mad after you anymore for abandonning mum and i. I dont hate you anymore, no more hate like i hate the day you took your car and killed yourself. I love you, and i'm on my way.

Goodbye to Earth and Hello to Heaven.

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