Emma's POV.

He helped me move in to his little place. I couldn't believe that this morning we met. And I already moved in with him! "Hey Nick. I was wondering. Do you think this is too fast?" "No. You needed away out of that hell hole. And I'm already your best friend. And I am an amazing choice." He stated. I giggled. "Yup! Already like a brother. My adopted brother." "And my adopted sister!" He said as he picked me up and spun me around in one of his tight hugs. It reminds me when Niall use to do that to me. I smiled at the thought.. Then realized. He was the reason I left my room, my basement, my house, my dads.. My so called family's. They all were the reason. I was so angry! How can you forget a little girl? Was she too short? Too skinny? Too broken? Is that why? I mean who could just geab their jackets and leave a SIX year old girl that was put threw hell and back, alone? Even after you promised you never ever would! Who does that? Oh right. One Direction. Fuck them. Fuck life. Fuck everything! Only Nick loves my like a sister. And he is my bro. Thats all that matters.