Standing in front of me are my five idols, they're talking quietly with my mom. I feel like screaming and fan-girling, but I just stare with my mouth open. I make a faint noise, and they turn to look at me.

"Hello, Abbey." They say in unison, practically making me pass out. I smile weakly and whisper a 'hi' because that's all I can manage. Each of them give me a hug, but Harry-being the flirt he is-gives me a kiss on the cheek to top it off. I can feel myself getting hotter where his lips touched me.

Niall throws him a death glare, making me blush harder. Harry only makes him even more, I think, angry by winking at me. Stop it, Harry, you're going to make me have a spaz attack!
The boys look at each other, then burst out laughing.
I stand there, confused. "What did I do?" I rub my forearm unconsciously. Niall bites him lower lip, staring at my arm. God, he's so cute.

"Who is?" Louis asks.

"What?" I set my hand on my hip.

"Who is 'so cute'?"

"Oh. My. God. Did I really just say that out loud?!?"

"Yes. You did." Liam replies. I give myself a face-palm. Wait to go, Abbey. The boys laugh again. "You need to work on that."

"Yeah...." I say and pause for a second. "Why are you guys here? I mean, you could be anywhere you wanted right now, but you're here, in my house."

"Well, we do want to be here." Zayn speaks for the first time. I frown, and he explains. "We read your letter, and called up the number you gave us. And your mom, Jean, answered."

Now it's my turn to bite my lip. I hope they didn't tell my mom about what I did, I told them not to once I said it in the note. My mom doesn't look concerned, so I don't have to worry.

"Thanks, guys. It means the world to me."

"It's cool." Harry says. I smile, and offer them something to drink. They decline. My mom suggests we go the office upstairs. "Thank you, Mrs. Johnson."

My mom's smile falters. Oh, no.... Don't bring up Dad. Liam senses something, and clears his throat. I lead the guys to the office, close and lock the door.

Niall bursts out laughing when he sees my desktop picture on my laptop. It's One Direction. I snap the thing shut and prop it against the wall, I probably look like a tomato.

"So why are you here?" I ask, folding my arms across my chest, in a some-what defensive way. They all look at each other, nervously. I let my arms hang loose so my hands are at my thighs.

"We came to support you." Harry says, taking my hand. I want to pull away, but I don't.

"Because of what you told us."

"What did I tell you?" But we all know what I put in that letter.

"That you cut." Louis says quietly. Liam gently, but with speed, takes one of my gloves off, revealing my scars. I finally pull away, getting the glove on again.

"And that you're suicidal...." Niall's voice quivers. I can feel tears starting to form around my eyes. I blink and a single drop rolls down my cheek. "Oh, boy...."

Niall walks over to me and wraps me up in a hug. I cry into his chest as he rubs my back. I wish my boyfriend would do this, but he just gets drunk and abuses me: Something I haven't told anyone.... Especially my mom, she doesn't need another thing to worry about. She's got enough on her mind, with dad and all.

Notes

OK IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW THIS IS A FANFIC AND IT'S NOT REAL
AND PS HER FATHER DIED IF YOU COULDN'T FIGURE THAT OUT.
okay sorry guys have a wonderful day my lovely pickles.