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The Runaway

Chapter Two# Niall's Thoughts

#Bonnie-Jade#

I can't believe I saw Niall Horan AND Harry Styles today. I know that was Niall from his voice. It kept repeating in my head. 'You cold?' Usually when people saw me distantly, they wouldn't pay me any attention. Unless they had a child. I remember walking through a market with my hood up; it was my only way to be hiden. Well, I was walking in the open market, stealing fruits and veggies. Nobody noticed. It was my only way to survive really.

Just as I was leaving, a boy with a 'Woody' toy tugged on my arm. I looked into his big blue eyes. "Mommy. I want her!" I froze as peoples attention turned to us. He gave me a toothy grin, then looked at his mother who looked me up and down. She stopped at my face, a vague recongization in her eyes. "Bonnie-Jade?" I tensed up giving me away. The little boy pulled down my hood making everyone gasp, agreeing. "I can help you. I swear." She tried slowly, beginning to walk to me. I shook my head with a sad smile and ran off, leaving them to chase me. But they had their own problems. They couldn't catch up.

I couldn't go back home. No, I wouldn't go back home. I hate it their, I hate them! Everyone thought we were the perfect family. Two 'loving' parents, a smart straight A student, and a little toddler. Her name was Dani. She was the only reason why I stayed for so long but on my birthday, I snapped.

#FLASH BACK#

"Happy Birthday dear Bonnie-Jade,
Happy Birthday to you!!!!!" My family and friends finished with smiles. I gave them a weak smile and hugged my closest friends, Jake, Sierra, and Drake. They didn't know it was a Goodbye hug, cause they just laughed and returned the 'I Love You'. I didn't touch my mom or dad, I went directly to Dani and hugged her, whispering in her ear to stay strong.

We ate cake after that, me being in between my friends and my dad in front of me, daring me to do something. You see, once Dani was tucked into bed and fast asleep, my mom would verbally abuse me and my dad would get drunk, laughing. Once he was drunk enough, he would physically abuse me. They love Dani so they'd never hurt her. Told me themselves. Apparently, I wasn't worth anything. After everyone left the party and Dani was sleeping, mom began to abuse me.

"Aw! Now you're the big sixteen Bonnie! Maybe now you'll sell your ugly body for money and help the family out, eh? Not like anyone would. Damnit! Why did I have to have you?!?! I hate you!" she yelled with angry tears. My dad would get riled up from it and join.

"C'mere lil sixteen yearold..." I backed away from him as he broke half the beer bottle off to use as a weapon. He smirked, seeing the only way I would get out if falling out of the two story window into our thorn bush. I took a deep breath, and jumped out. Shocked they looked down at me. I brushed off the dirt and limped away. I made sure to flip them off too as I disappeared into the woods. I only packed five outfits for myself before the party ended. I was clever and knew that tonight was the night. I also stole some cash without them knowing. I hated them so much...

#FlashBack Over#

So them putting up signs and shit, were lies. They didn't want me back. I bet it was my friends who did that news thing. Maybe my aunt too. She loved me to death and was always suspicious when she came over. Too bad I never had the guts to tell anyone.

"We're here with One direction today! Welcome these gorgeous boys!" I stopped walking and watched as they goofily came out and squeezed into the small sofa. They waved to the audiance that cheered loudly. I kept my eyes on a distant Niall. I used to be a big fan. Still am but I don't get to hear about them alot. "Okay so we're gonna ask you what youthink about the most trending thing on Twitter." The lady in a pencil skirt pulled up twitter on a wide screen. "#FindBonnie-JadeS. What do you think about this lost girl?" She asked. Niall now was sitting up, focusing on my small picture that Drake took when we went to the beach one time.

"I-I don't think she was kidnapped." Niall said. All eyes were on him, waiting for his reason. "I mean, what if she ran away and doesn't want to be found." God. It was like he knew me already. He studied my picture for a bit and nodded. "I really don't think she wants to be found." I sighed and walked away from the TV. The only person that knows why is a famous guy who is four years older than me and will be leaving California soon. If only I could meet him. Just to be able to talk to him.

I ran into the familiar Alley I've been staying at and made a quick prayer hoping to actually meet Niall Horan. Just once.