Please Protect Me

My name is krista Bradshaw, kinda odd I know. I am 17 and live in London with my abusive stepdad James who murded my only relative left right in front of my eyes, my precious mother. But what do you think will happen when I creep out one night and what do you think happens when I accidentally fall for a certain gorgeous and Irish blonde.

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*kristas pov*

My eyes flutter open and I try to adjust my eyes to the light entering through the window. Hold on. Wait, I'm in nialls room, I'm in his bed!

Oh thank god I still have clothes on! Wow I got scared there.

I really don't remember anything from last night other than watching grease with Niall twice.

The boys are sitting at the breakfast table and there's a seat waiting for me between harry and Niall. I'm still confused on how I feel about harry, he's sweet but I don't know if I'm in to him or not. Niall on the other hand, wow he's just amazing.

"Sleep well?" Zayns raspy morning voice says from across the table. I nod and then Louis and Liam get up to put there plates away. Niall and zayn begin talking about some tour thing but I get uninterested and turn to harry.

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