The Girl on the Street

Izabella Montez, other wise know as Izzy, has never had a so called "normal life". Her mother died of cancer when she was 10 years old, her father then,4 years later, killed her little sister Jasmyn, and tried to kill Izzy but her older brother Jax jumped in the way. Her father ended up killing himself after only injuring Izzy, She now has a large scar on the underside of her left ear that she hides behind her hair. She was then sent to a foster home with 9 other kids, where the "parents" never took much care of any of the kids. This forced Izzy to find a way to take care of herself. Which she did, she used an old guitar from the home, and goes out into the streets of her home town in Omaha,Nebraska and sing to earn money. What happens when the members of a popular british boyband happen to catch interest in this girl and her no-so-normal life? Of course will Izzy learn to trust the boys or will she just chalk them up to be the same as everyone else in her life?


8. Shh!


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We ran until we finally reached the hotel the boys were staying at. They were all practically out of breath, I was just fine, I enjoy running almost as much as singing. 

"You would think running from hordes of fans and reporters would get you in better shape," I laughed with a smile.

"Are you kidding that was like a three mile run!" Niall cried out.

"That's nothing." I laughed as we walked into the elevator.

"Do you run?" Harry asked pushing the button for the penthouse.

"Quite a bit, not so much lately though. I haven't had a lot a time considering my foster parents have been partying a whole lot. So I have had to do a lot more singing than usual." I said, kinda regretting it afterwards.

"Are your foster parents that bad..." Zayn asked putting his arm around my shoulder.

I was silent, never sure of how to answer that.

"It's not that they're bad, more like they don't care." I admitted looking up to see Harry having come around to the other side of me. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I realized I'd never told anyone about this before.

I still held back on the part about my foster dad hitting me though...that's not something I can share, not even with the other foster kids...

"Iz, it's gonna be okay.." Harry said rubbing my shoulder.

"No it's not." I whispered quietly, the tears escaping from my eyes.

I handed Zayn his sun glasses right as we reached the penthouse floor. When the doors open I ran out of them and flew down the stairs, not willing to look back. I never cried in front of I've begun to spill my life story to a bunch of strangers who will most likely just end up hurting me in the end.

"Why am I so stupid." I said aloud as I got to the lobby.

I ran out the front door not thinking and I was immediately smothered by flashing lights and questions. I was freaking out, trying to hide my face, when suddenly I was pulled into the ally way beside the building. I was about to scream when a hand covered my mouth.

"Shhh, just be quiet for a second..." a familiar voice whispered in my ear.

I froze and turned to see...


Cliff hanger...I'm so meaning to you guys. 

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