Just another care kid ~ Completed

Zara is 15. she lives in doncaster care home. when new boy Louis arrives she instantly gets a new friend. when they're 17 they move in together. Zara meets neighbour Micky and Louis gets jealous. he auditions for the x factor and ends up leaving Zara on her own with only Micky to comfort her. Louis goes on tour with his new band leaving Zara broken. Her relationship with Micky
deteriorates and she is heartbroken. She realises how much she needs Louis. but what if he doesn't need her. After all she is just another carekid


2. Louis

I had just woken up. I got up and took a shower. I pulled on a baggy t shirt saying fuck your mum and a random pair of Jeans a sweatshirt and my bandana. I slipped on my trainers. I had to go out to see my gang. I grabbed my rucksack and headed downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs I tied the bandana around my mouth and nose. We do this so we won't be detected by the police. I was about to leave when Jenny (the head care worker) called me. “ZARA, COME HERE PLEASE!!” I sighed and slipped the bandana down and headed to her office. As I walked in she frowned at me. I looked down and saw that I had forgotten to put on my sweatshirt. I put it on and looked her in the eyes and said “so what did you want,”

“well, this is Louis,” she replied and gestured towards a boy around my age maybe a bit older. “and..” I said

“he's new and I want you to show him around seeing as you'll be sharing a room,” she said


“WHY WHAT YOU GOT TO HIDE!!” she screamed

“NOTHING,” I replied


“but..” I started

“no buts, that's the end of it,” she said and walked off.

“argh,” I said and punched the wall. I felt the cuts on my knuckles (from the last time I punched a wall) slice open. I winced. I turned to look at the boy, he looked upset.

I'm so stupid, he's just been put into care and his room mate doesn't want him, I'm such an idiot.

“you coming upstairs then,” I said to him. He looked up and I saw the tears trickling down his face. I felt so bad. “I'm sorry for shouting,” I said and went forward and hugged him. He hesitated before hugging back.

“come on,” I said and picked up his bag. He followed me upstairs. I opened the door to my room and saw that Jenny had moved in another bed. I put his suitcase on the bed and I sat down on my bed and motioned for him to sit next to me. He sat down and I looked at him. “what you in for,” I asked him

“erm.. child abuse, my social worker found me tied to a pipe and locked in the cupboard under the stairs,” he said. He looked down and I put my arm round him

“well at least you knew your parents,” I said. He looked at me confused

“my mum dumped me on the door step of a care home when I was 1,” I said

“i've been in care al my life, I get moved around care homes and foster parents,” I continued “they don't want me coz I get involved with gangs and drugs, I have some now,” I said. He looked shocked. “i don't take them, I hide them for my mates,” Isaid.

“oh,” he said.

“how old are you?” I asked him

“15, you,” he said

“15, when's your birthday,” I replied

“24th december you,” he said

“24th,” I replied

“really,” he said. I nodded and we headed downstairs.

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