I tried to speak but no words came out, here I was in a small room with my favorite band and since I haven't talked in 4 years no words will come out. The room is caving in slowly, I tried to get out but I was trapped. This is not how I imagined meeting one direction for the first time.
All of the sudden everything went black and I was on the floor not barely breathing, I'm sure they had this happen to them all the time, a fan meet them and faint.
When I opened my eyes everything was blurry, it slowly came clear and I saw harry standing over me, as I looked around I realized that I wasn't anywhere familiar.
"You're at my house love" my eyes got wide and he chuckled. "What happened?"he asked. I just shrugged. I tried to speak but no words came out once again, I sighed and closed my eyes focusing on the words I was going to say.
"I-I I have been mute f-for four years" I said looking down at my hands. Harry laid next to me on the couch, I'm usually not this comfortable with guys, especially not ones that I just met. But for some reason it feels natural to be close to harry.
"Why? If you don't mind me asking" I sighed as a few tears rolled down my cheek.
"I was raped when I was 14, I had the baby and when i turned 16 I saw him die in a house fire " by now I was poring tears. He hugged me closer to him and lightly kissed my forehead.
"I'm sorry babe" my eyes closed, tired from crying so much, soon I was dreaming of harry and me and Payton my son that had passed away.
A/N sorry i know these are really annoying and sorry for the short chapter but it will get better and longer