Stronger Than You Think

When Holly's parents are admitted to hospital after being in a car accident, she meets five boys who help her through the tragedies that follow. Will they be able to help Holly? Or will a face from the past put her back in danger?
A/N Contains swearing, sex references and abusive actions


7. #7 I Have To Be Strong

I held the piece of paper in my hand as I walked towards the bus station. My car was at the studios so I would just get the bus there to collect it. I gave the bus driver the fare and sat at the back of the bus whilst plugging in my headphones. 'Let It Go' by Demi Lovato played and I put my head back on the head rest and let the music swallow me whole.

I was awoken by an old lady shaking my shoulder.

"This is the last stop love, you fell asleep" She said to me. I nodded and mumbled a 'thank you' and I got out of the bus and ran into the studio. I met Madame Nettie. She saw me and ran over to me, engulfing me a hug. I hugged her back and left the building stepping into my Audi and drove home. 


I locked the front door behind me, took off my coat and threw my dance bag next to it. A piece of paper flew out of my pocket as I did. Harry's number. I picked it up, wondering whether or not I should call him. What would he want me for anyway? I have a boyfriend, Joe, whom I love very much, I can't cheat! But maybe Harry wants to just be friends. I debated with myself for a while, before giving up and dialing the number.

Phone Call

(A/N - H=Harry, M=Holly (me))

H - Hello, who is this calling?

M - It's Holly

H - Oh hey Holly! Whats up?!

M - Nothing, just at home alone

H - Do you want to sleep round mine tonight? Louis is home as well, because we share a apartment, but you're more than welcome. I wouldn't want to stay alone tonight if I were you.

M - Urm, I dunno, a lot has happened today...

H - You won't be alone over here!

M - Fine, text me your address I'll be there in an hour.

Phone Call Ends

I run to my room, making sure not to look at my parents wide open door, as I ran past it the mixed smell of my dads aftershave and my mums perfume wafted towards me and I began walking towards their bedroom door. 

"No" I reassured myself closing their door. I couldn't cry. I had to be strong. If not for me then for them at least, I owe them that. I went into my room. It was a large room, with deep plum coloured walls and white furniture. On the space of wall above my head was a quote which I have stuck with and will continue to follow: 'Dance like nobody's watching'. It was written with white paint in a curvy font. My mum did it. I remember the day we decorated it. I was 12 and I was bouncing on my new double bed whilst my dad put my desk together and mum wrote on the wall. 

I grabbed a bag and put in the essentials; Hair things, make-up, hygiene products, underwear and pj's. Then looked in my wardrobe for an outfit for tomorrow. I didn't have any classes but I had hired out the studio in the after noon. I decided on some clothes, zipped up my bag, grabbed my phone and keys, dance bag and left the house. Locking the door behind me.



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