He Is Love (Discontinued)

Angelica is an 18 year old girl. One summer day she decided to go visit her mom, since there was nothing to do. She had to taker the bus all the way to Santa Fe. Everything was all right until...BOOM! The bus crashes, no survivors no nothing. she decided to walk even though there is nothing but dessert and road, despite her current state, her head was bleeding, she was limping, had blurry vision and was nauseous. But she kept going. Then she heard the sound of a vehicle stopping next to her around six o'clock. She panicked, because in the movies a stopping car next to you isn't good, She tries running, but the trips as she has trouble walking. She see's a tall figure with curly hair thought the sun hitting her eyes. Then without warning faints as her body couldn't take it no more.


2. Chapter 2


I hear faint voices. They sound male. What happened? I try to come back to reality. I try, but nothing happens. The second time... still nothing. By the third time I really try and... I'm back baby!

My vision is blurry once again. My eyes squint trying to see better but it's really bright and my blurry vision isn't helping. Maybe I should get glasses.

I see 5 figures around me. My eyes try to make out who they are. Then my vision comes back after like 5 minutes. I see a tall, guy with curly hair, and just as he smiles at me I discover he has dimples. The one standing next to his left was a bit shorter, straight hair, and had crinkles as he smiled at me. Next to him was blonde guy with sea blue eyes and a really cute smile.

Then, next to him there was one with black hair and big hazel eyes with long eyelashes. The guy next to me had light brown hair and brown eyes with an adorable smile. He had a pink checkered sweater tied around his waist. 

While they smiled at me I just stared blankly at them. They observed me and I observed them. The one with the straight hair just chuckled. They all then started laughing. I just looked confused. They laughed a bit more. They looked incredibly familiar. I just don't know where I have seen them. Then I realize something. I'm in a strange room with 5 strange boys! What the hell am I doing here? 

My eyes get wide in panic. I start breathing fast and my heart starts racing in fear. I guess they noticed because the one next to me said, "Don't worry. We won't hurt you," then smiled. Somehow I believed him.


I relaxed a bit. I still didn't know what happened. Why am I here?

Then the curly one says, "I'm Harry, Harry Styles," he said exposing his dimples.

The one with straight hair said, "I'm Louis Tomlinson," he said giving his hand to me. I shook it and slowly nodded.

"This here with the blonde hair is Niall Horan, the one with the long eyelashes is Zayn Malik", Niall smiled and Zayn mixed a peace sign with a wave.

"Last, but not least is my friend here, Liam Payne", he pointed at the one with the pink sweater. Liam smiled and nodded. Seemed like all they could do was smile. 

Louis continued, "Aaaaand we're......."  "ONE DIRECTION! they all joined in inusion with jazz hands and waited for my response.

One Direction? Why is that so familiar. They're  still waiting for my response. Big, bright, white smiles still stayed on their faces.

 I blinked. I stared at them trying to figure out who they were.

They gave up and sighed in defeat. One Direction? Again, why is that so familiar. There's an awkward silence. Then, I decide to say something, "Um, can I use your restroom?" Harry's expression lightens up, I guess he was happy I broke the silence or he just likes helping people. They point to the bathroom and I get up discovering a pain in my knee. I've always had that sharp pain in my knee as long as I could remember. I just never really paid attention to it.  It was no big deal and was quick and short pain, but this didn't go away in five seconds this was here and was apparently staying.

I had trouble walking and started limping wondering if they could help me. Like hello? I guess realization hit them when Louis came and helped me to the bathroom.

I stood in front of the mirror just staring at myself. I looked like a complete stranger to myself. My hair was really tangled. My face was covered in dirt and so were my clothes. I'm pretty sure I smelled and I temporarily felt bad for those boys for having to be around me. I need a damn shower. I kept staring at the wound in my head. Why the hell am I hurt? And why the hell hasn't anyone told me why?

I touched my wound, founding it hurts.

 I still don't know what happened to me and I'm starting to get frustrated.

I get out the bathroom just to find the guys waiting for me by the door. They all jumped in surprise. I mentally laughed to myself, though they were kind of creepy, but why were these guys so familiar to me? Like I've seen those faces over a million times. I don't know my mind just won't function right now.

I looked outside the window and it looked pretty dark.

 "It's late, you should go to sleep", I jump and shriek in surprise. I turn around see it's... wait what's his name again? Zayn, that's right. He shouldn't go and sneak up on people like that.  He laughed at my reaction and motioned me to follow him.

He walked me to what seemed to be my room for now. I'm quite surprised and offended they haven't bothered to asked my name yet. Zayn left and left me alone in the room.

I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling when all of a sudden it all came back. It hit me like a ton of bricks. 

The desert, the crash, the bus, my wounds and most important of all One Direction! One Direction was my favorite band. I remember listening to their music all the time. I loved them! Then, the crash comes takes over the thoughts in my mind. I remember all the dead bodies and the find myself starting to cry. I bury my head in my pillow not wanting anyone to hear me or my cries. My cheeks become really wet along with my pillow. Apparently, I was crying loud enough for the boys to hear because all of a sudden I hear my door open and the lights flash on.

I don't dare look at them. After a few seconds, I decided to look at them. My eyes hurt with the brightness of the light and my red, puffy eyes just seemed to make it worse. 

They boys all crowd around me and then Harry comes sits next to me and starts rubbing my back. It was comforting, then I realized, One Direction! I eyes widen and I wipe the tears in my eyes and turn away. Oh my god! I'm crying in front of One Direction! How embarrassing is that?

"What's wrong?" Harry asks looking worried. They all did. It was really weird because I barely knew them, personally, same goes vice versa, and they genuinely seemed worried.

 I sniffed and decide to tell them. "I-I remembered," whimpering I continued.

"T-the  bus crash the d-d-dead people", I sniffed. Finding more tears fall from my face until I was in full breakdown. 

"It's okay, please don't cry it will all be alright," Liam said. After like 10 mintes of crying I finally calmed down. "Get some sleep,"  Zayn said. They left turning off the light and closing the door behind them. I lie there feeling my eyelashes feeling heavy and decided to drift off to sleep.

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