Look after you (A One Direction FanFiction)

This story contains:
Attempted murder
Drugs (legal)
Shows of affection (Kissing, hugging, hand holding.)


11. Chapter 10:


 *Chapter 10


'Band! One Direction? That's why I've never heard of them before'  I think as Louis walks me back inside the house. 

He seems nice, but I'm not entirely sure. 

I wish I could tell him I knew who he was, but I couldn't. There was more than the obvious problems with Greg. He didn't allow me to have an friends, or at least keep a long lasting friendship and he never let me listen to music. I'm not sure why, it doesn't make sense to me. 


We walk back into the kitchen and sit at the table. I sit next to Louis and a blonde haired boy, I think his name was Niall. Terence lays the meal out in front of us. Everyone digs in straight away, I wait until Terence sits down before I start eating. I take a small mouthful at a time to make myself seem polite. I don't want them to think of me as a pig. I hear snickering across the table. I allow my eyes to float over to Taylor and a curly haired boy, and surely enough, Taylor has a devilish smirk on her face. 


I roll my eyes and continue eating. Soon I notice other people snickering and shooting me smirks. I start to get uneasy, but continue anyway. I notice that the only people who aren't laughing are, Terence, Noelle, Louis and Niall. I shove one more fork full of food into my mouth and then raise my drink to my mouth. I stand up and start to excuse myself. I look over at Taylor who giggles and winks at me, she reaches for a glass and throws its contents over the table at at me. Everyone starts up in laughter, Everyone except Noelle, Terence, Louis and another boy who I don't know the name of, breaks into an uncontrollable laughter.


I feel the tears roiling up in my eyes. I take a quick look at Noelle and she shakes her head, signalling no. I don't listen and turn around spilling my water everywhere and then running up the stairs and locking the door. I hear the shouts from below. I open the door to my bedroom and slam it firmly shut, then lock it. I collapse onto the bed just as the first lot of tears break free from my eyes. 

I grab my phone and put my headphones in and listen to the only music I've ever been aloud to all my life. Greg allowed these songs because he knew they reminded me of my past life. I choke down the tears as my parents song comes on. I start to feel droopy and the lyrics of the song become my lullaby and slowly pull me into a dreamland


'Now you were standing there right in front of me.

I hold on its getting harder to breathe.

All of a sudden these lights are blinding me.

I never noticed how bright they would be'


I can just imagine, my parent dancing happily around with this song playing in the background. 


'I saw in the corner there is a photograph

No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you.

It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass.

This bed was never made for two'


'I'll keep my eyes wide open,

I'll keep my arms wide open' 


'Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go.

Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me

Don't let me go

Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.' 

With the next verse, I start to smile as I think of Dad and I playing in the backyard, him promising things that I now know he didn't keep.


'I promised one day that I'd bring you back a star

I caught on and it burned a hole in my hand

Seems like these days I watch you from afar

Just trying to make you understand 

I'll keep my eyes wide open.'

I calm down and feel my eyelids slowly droop down. 

 'Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go 

Cause I'm tired of feeling alone' 


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