My little angel

I hear mumbles. And yelling. I get tired of it so i decide to get stress free. I change into shorts. I grab my phone and begin to listen to music. As i walk into the backyard i think people are calling my name but i choose to ignore the,. I stretch a little. Then a song comes on. I face the other way and a song i like and i begins to Dance. After i finish my breath is quickened. I turn around to see every one staring in shock.
"Where did you learn to dance like that?" Perrie asked
"um i go to practice i guess." I state
"that was cool." Liam says
"thanks but I'm going to bed ." I say
they nods not saying a word. I go into my room. I lied I'm not going to sleep. If i go to sleep who knows what will happen so i just think. After two hours of nothing i hear a tv go off that i never realized was on.
i hear talking but i choose to ignore it.
I just sit. Sit on the corner of my bed and do nothing. I may start to doodle in my journal. And write a little more. Or nonsense. I pic up my picture and take it out of the frame. I stare at it then i look at the back. And keep rereading what my mom wrote. I keep thinking then i hear something hit the floor. I look down to see that my frame had fallen hear foot steps and a knock. I quickly get under the covers and act like im asleep. I hold the Picture close to my chest. I didn't think i was crying until one falls on my hand. Then the door creeks open. I see the light on my eyelids.
"see she's fine." A voice said
"yeah i thought i heard a sound." Another said. I hear foot steps and my bed jiggles a little. I feel the bed moving to one point where it has pressure and then another one. I feel someone whips my tear away.
"I'm sorry." Some one whispered. it sounded like zayn. He takes my hand and holds it. I still have the picture in my other hand. After five more minutes he plays with my fingers. His hand glides towards my wrist. I am wearing a long sleeve shirt but i feel the sting. I breath in a bigger breath.
he keeps holding my wrist but I'm guessing he noticed my flinch. He quickly pulled up my sleeve. And i hear a faint gasp
"oh jazzy."

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