Diana
Chapter 7
Diana's POV
"Wake up, Diana." I heard someone whisper softly, shaking my body. I opened my eyes to be met by green ones. Harry.
"Mhmm." I responded as I turned around so my back was facing him. He chuckled as I closed my eyes again, trying to go back to the beauty of the dream land.
"We'll be late for California." He sang, but when he didn't get a response, I could hear him sigh. "Why are you so difficult." He complained. "C'mon." A whine could be heard as he shook my body back and fourth. Again.
"Ok." I said as I swung my legs to the side of the bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "I'm up." I mumbled as I walked towards the bathroom, closing the door behind me. It's not like that I hate mornings, but yesterday, I packed all of the new items be and El bought in a huge bag, plus, Harry was setting up my phone, telling me what was that and these shits.
I turned the shower's water on, before stepping inside the bathtub. I scrubbed the dirt of off my body, washed my hair with a shampoo that smelt like peppermint. I liked peppermint, a lot. I specially like the smell of it.
Once I finished, I wrapped a baby blue towel around my body. There was still some bruises, but they were practically invisible, but my scars, they were a different story. When Dad abused me, I used to cut my self, I was stupid, I thought it would make the pain go away, but it made it so much worse.
The boys had seen them, but luckily, they didn't ask anything about it.
I walked out of the bathroom, locking the room's door. I always liked my privacy, but I was scared that someone would come in by accident, it would be a nightmare. I picked out an oversized cute sweater, with dark jeans and boots.
I didn't want to impress anyone, but Alex told us to dress good. What was I expecting? Living with a famous boy band isn't easy.
I stood in front of the mirror and started doing my hair. When I was small, my hair was long, and mom used to fish braid it, and even though I was small, I learned how to do it. My memories with my mom couldn't be forgotten or removed from my mind. I loved her, no scratch that, I love her.
I took one last look at myself. I was kinda nervous, because Harry will be holding my hand in the airport, and the paps will be picturing us. I saw the hate El got yesterday when she was just loving someone who loves her back, and it was hurtful. It hurt her. A lot.
They'll be hating on me, I'm sure of it.
I was also nervous because it's my first time going in an airplane. But that wasn't my biggest fear, I was scared of heights, I mean it. Like, so scared.
You're scared of everything Diana.
I sighed.
The door opened and there stood Liam. "C'mon Diana, we're going to be late." I didn't respond, instead I took my phone, and put it in my pocket, before following him. "Everyone's ready?" Liam asked as everyone nodded at him.
"Diana, are you sure that you're ready? The fans in the airport are so much mor-" He started babbling but I just cut him off short, I didn't want so much drama over someone stupid like me.
"Yes." Was my reply, he gave me a confused look, but just shrugged it off and his big hand were engulfing my small one, lacing our fingers. I felt so warm and safe with him, I'm not even denying it.
"C'mon let's go." He shot me a dimpled small, me nodding in response as we exited the hotel room, getting down with the elevator and then exited the whole building itself.
"Harry!"
"Oh my God, Lou!"
"Zayn I want to have your babies!"
"Liam!"
"Niall! I love you."
Oh God, not again. I clung closer to Harry, but then I heard something that caught my attention.
"Bitch! Harry is mine! Don't you ever go near him."
I bit the inside of my cheek harshly, rejecting that I ever accepted a boy band as a family. I mean, yes they're so nice and sweet to me, and they're too kind to accept someone like me, but it's just so hard. This experience was…
New.
I don't like people hating on me, Dad was enough.
"Who is the new chick Harry?"
"She's probably just a nightstand."
"Is she your girlfriend?"
"What's her name?"
"Who is she?"
Harry squeezed my hand as we got in the lemo. Purple and blue dots were in the air from the camera's flashes. For some reason, me and Harry didn't let go of each other's hands when we got in the car, I didn't even thought of it.
Is it just for publicity, or are we supposed to be a real couple?
I watched as we landed in the airport. We finally was in California, I hadn't got scared of heights, because my seat wasn't beside the window, thankfully.
The same drama had gone in the airport, but that hate was so much more, mean and hurtful comments were thrown at me from some girls not even older than me. Harry just told me to ignore them.
"Finally." Louis moaned from behind us as he stood up, stretching his arms in the air. The ride wasn't even that long
We got out of the airplane, and I reached out to my pocket, taking my phone out. I opened it to check the time, but something caught my eye. I opened the phone to be met by a message, and a loud gasp fell out of my lips.
Unknown: I'm going to find you, bitch, and you'll get your punishment. Your Dear Father.
"Wake up, Diana." I heard someone whisper softly, shaking my body. I opened my eyes to be met by green ones. Harry.
"Mhmm." I responded as I turned around so my back was facing him. He chuckled as I closed my eyes again, trying to go back to the beauty of the dream land.
"We'll be late for California." He sang, but when he didn't get a response, I could hear him sigh. "Why are you so difficult." He complained. "C'mon." A whine could be heard as he shook my body back and fourth. Again.
"Ok." I said as I swung my legs to the side of the bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "I'm up." I mumbled as I walked towards the bathroom, closing the door behind me. It's not like that I hate mornings, but yesterday, I packed all of the new items be and El bought in a huge bag, plus, Harry was setting up my phone, telling me what was that and these shits.
I turned the shower's water on, before stepping inside the bathtub. I scrubbed the dirt of off my body, washed my hair with a shampoo that smelt like peppermint. I liked peppermint, a lot. I specially like the smell of it.
Once I finished, I wrapped a baby blue towel around my body. There was still some bruises, but they were practically invisible, but my scars, they were a different story. When Dad abused me, I used to cut my self, I was stupid, I thought it would make the pain go away, but it made it so much worse.
The boys had seen them, but luckily, they didn't ask anything about it.
I walked out of the bathroom, locking the room's door. I always liked my privacy, but I was scared that someone would come in by accident, it would be a nightmare. I picked out an oversized cute sweater, with dark jeans and boots.
I didn't want to impress anyone, but Alex told us to dress good. What was I expecting? Living with a famous boy band isn't easy.
I stood in front of the mirror and started doing my hair. When I was small, my hair was long, and mom used to fish braid it, and even though I was small, I learned how to do it. My memories with my mom couldn't be forgotten or removed from my mind. I loved her, no scratch that, I love her.
I took one last look at myself. I was kinda nervous, because Harry will be holding my hand in the airport, and the paps will be picturing us. I saw the hate El got yesterday when she was just loving someone who loves her back, and it was hurtful. It hurt her. A lot.
They'll be hating on me, I'm sure of it.
I was also nervous because it's my first time going in an airplane. But that wasn't my biggest fear, I was scared of heights, I mean it. Like, so scared.
You're scared of everything Diana.
I sighed.
The door opened and there stood Liam. "C'mon Diana, we're going to be late." I didn't respond, instead I took my phone, and put it in my pocket, before following him. "Everyone's ready?" Liam asked as everyone nodded at him.
"Diana, are you sure that you're ready? The fans in the airport are so much mor-" He started babbling but I just cut him off short, I didn't want so much drama over someone stupid like me.
"Yes." Was my reply, he gave me a confused look, but just shrugged it off and his big hand were engulfing my small one, lacing our fingers. I felt so warm and safe with him, I'm not even denying it.
"C'mon let's go." He shot me a dimpled small, me nodding in response as we exited the hotel room, getting down with the elevator and then exited the whole building itself.
"Harry!"
"Oh my God, Lou!"
"Zayn I want to have your babies!"
"Liam!"
"Niall! I love you."
Oh God, not again. I clung closer to Harry, but then I heard something that caught my attention.
"Bitch! Harry is mine! Don't you ever go near him."
I bit the inside of my cheek harshly, rejecting that I ever accepted a boy band as a family. I mean, yes they're so nice and sweet to me, and they're too kind to accept someone like me, but it's just so hard. This experience was…
New.
I don't like people hating on me, Dad was enough.
"Who is the new chick Harry?"
"She's probably just a nightstand."
"Is she your girlfriend?"
"What's her name?"
"Who is she?"
Harry squeezed my hand as we got in the lemo. Purple and blue dots were in the air from the camera's flashes. For some reason, me and Harry didn't let go of each other's hands when we got in the car, I didn't even thought of it.
Is it just for publicity, or are we supposed to be a real couple?
I watched as we landed in the airport. We finally was in California, I hadn't got scared of heights, because my seat wasn't beside the window, thankfully.
The same drama had gone in the airport, but that hate was so much more, mean and hurtful comments were thrown at me from some girls not even older than me. Harry just told me to ignore them.
"Finally." Louis moaned from behind us as he stood up, stretching his arms in the air. The ride wasn't even that long
We got out of the airplane, and I reached out to my pocket, taking my phone out. I opened it to check the time, but something caught my eye. I opened the phone to be met by a message, and a loud gasp fell out of my lips.
Unknown: I'm going to find you, bitch, and you'll get your punishment. Your Dear Father.
Notes
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