Finally Wanted

Fight the pain. The emptiness. Why won't it go away? Molly is a 18 year old girl with
a complicated life. Her mother died and on top of the her dad abuses her. But when a boy comes in her life does he save her from all the bad things?


6. Talking

Molly's POV: as the day goes by I talk to him for hours to be interrupter by a doorbell. A handsome dark haired boy with a quiff walks in follow by others but he caught my attention the most. I see all of them talk and whispering until they all realize I sat there alone. He clears his throat and walks to me. "Hi I'm Zayn. And this is Liam,Niall, and Louis." I recognize them as he says there names. "Oh hi. Your in the band.. One Direction? Right?" I liked them but wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. "Yeah. What may your name be,love?" His voice makes my heart melt like someone held it over a fire. "My names Molly. Molly Derloy," I chuckle when I look at Harry because that's exactly what he said to me when I met him. He gives a small laugh as he begins to talk. "Well we were about to go out to a pub you want to come?" "No thanks I'm not really big on drinking," I really wasn't at all. "Me neither," Zayn stated."if it's alright,Harry, I'll just probably stay and hang with Molly?" He said more a question then a statement. Harry nodded as they started leaving "ok well if you need anything just call me," I gave him a small smile and they were gone. It was an awkward silence but as we started to talk I got more and more comfortable. My cheeks flushed as he pulled a strand of hair behind my ear. He smiled at how i would blush about everything. I noticed my sleeves had came up to show many of my scars. I panicked and pulled them down quickly to hind them. He was curious,I could tell by his expression. Tears formed upon my eyes as he looked at all of them that ran up my arm. "Why? Why would a girl this beautiful do this to her self?" He kissed my arm multiple of times up and down gently. He acted if he was too rough I would break. As he looked me in the eyes his smile grew. "What?" I said in a small tone tilting my head. "Your beautiful,Molly, how could you not see that?" I told him everything that happened from my mom to what happened with my dad. "Oh Molly, I am so so sorry," he pulls me into a tight hug and runs his fingers through my curly hair. "It's ok. He's in jail now,thanks to Harry. I really like him Zayn. A lot and I don't know if he feels the same way. He pulls away and smiles. "He like you a lot too. Trust me. The way he looked at you before he left was different. He had never looked a girl like that before. His eyes said love,scared of what would happen to you if he left, ect. The point is that I know he likes you back," My cheeks flush rosy red as I smile back. The bad thing is I like Harry and... And.. I think I might like Zayn too. (Well hello there my little directioners. How do you like it so far? I'm sorry if it's not good I'm only 12 lol but anyways I threw a little twist there at the end didn't i? Haha ok well by my little readers)

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