Avoiding questions
Glimps Into the Past
"Disgrace!" Mick voice echoed through my as his blurry raised his hand and struck down causing me to wince. "Shameful!" Ashleigh slapped my cheek. They continued to be and Insult me. What seemed like years later I was shaken. Snapping into reality, hot and sweaty, Louis was stroking my hairline, whispering for me to calm down saying "it was only a dream, shhh..." But it wasn't just a dream it always happened. All the time at home, when I had a home of my own, they would hurt me, tell at me and leave me traumatized at night, giving me nightmares, making me sick from lack of sleep.
Sobbing in Louis strong arms just, well, it helped finally, after 12 years, made me feel safe and welcomed to a loving home where I'm loved, as cleshà as it sounds. After hearing my frantic sobs the other three boys woke, I then assumed that one of them had carried me to my room and everyone else went to theirs. Liam got a soft towel and began gently drying the tears, streaming down my face like the showers that are British, and rubbed my back. Zayn came in and picked my up into his lap softly rocking me and out of nowhere began to sing Over Again after Liam grabbed the guitar and started strumming, the sweet melody, meaningful lyrics, and lulling rhythm, like a lullaby as the four angelic voices hummed. Calming down eventually I fell back into a peaceful sleep still in Zayns arms, not even knowing him for a day and already feeling as though he was like a big brother. Never feeling any shifting, only comforting warmth, I guessed we all fell back asleep for the rest of the night.
Waking up I shifted, only feeling a gently moving lump of fur at my side I predicted it was Dutchez. I smelled bacon and pancakes, my favorite, I love it here more every second. I got up when I decided it was time to move around. "MORNING!" Harry screamed one I walked into the room. I was greeted with a chorus of 'good morning's. "Morning everyone" I said as I saw Louis standing in the kitchen gesturing towards a plate of pancakes and bacon with strawberries. Fancy. Grabbing the plate I sat down to eat with everyone. Small talk about daily plans filled the dining room air. "Nialls just gunna grab taxi" Liam said looking up from his phone where I assumed he had been texting this Niall. "So Sarah what are your plans?" Harry asked directing eyes towards me. "We'll I'm going to be looking for a job" I said before taking another bite of the fluffy pancakes moistened with golden syrup, and a bit of bacon, not crunchy but not fatty either, just right. "Why?" Harry asked, confused. "Well we can't all be International super stars, I need to make money some how" I said finishing off my plate before the boys even started. "Well alrighty then we'll leave ya to it" Zayn said. "If anyone wants to tag alone your welcome to but it'll probably be boring." I offered. "I'll go" Louis and Zayn said in sync. "Okay" I'm gunna go get ready give me about an hour" I said walking into my room.
Sobbing in Louis strong arms just, well, it helped finally, after 12 years, made me feel safe and welcomed to a loving home where I'm loved, as cleshà as it sounds. After hearing my frantic sobs the other three boys woke, I then assumed that one of them had carried me to my room and everyone else went to theirs. Liam got a soft towel and began gently drying the tears, streaming down my face like the showers that are British, and rubbed my back. Zayn came in and picked my up into his lap softly rocking me and out of nowhere began to sing Over Again after Liam grabbed the guitar and started strumming, the sweet melody, meaningful lyrics, and lulling rhythm, like a lullaby as the four angelic voices hummed. Calming down eventually I fell back into a peaceful sleep still in Zayns arms, not even knowing him for a day and already feeling as though he was like a big brother. Never feeling any shifting, only comforting warmth, I guessed we all fell back asleep for the rest of the night.
Waking up I shifted, only feeling a gently moving lump of fur at my side I predicted it was Dutchez. I smelled bacon and pancakes, my favorite, I love it here more every second. I got up when I decided it was time to move around. "MORNING!" Harry screamed one I walked into the room. I was greeted with a chorus of 'good morning's. "Morning everyone" I said as I saw Louis standing in the kitchen gesturing towards a plate of pancakes and bacon with strawberries. Fancy. Grabbing the plate I sat down to eat with everyone. Small talk about daily plans filled the dining room air. "Nialls just gunna grab taxi" Liam said looking up from his phone where I assumed he had been texting this Niall. "So Sarah what are your plans?" Harry asked directing eyes towards me. "We'll I'm going to be looking for a job" I said before taking another bite of the fluffy pancakes moistened with golden syrup, and a bit of bacon, not crunchy but not fatty either, just right. "Why?" Harry asked, confused. "Well we can't all be International super stars, I need to make money some how" I said finishing off my plate before the boys even started. "Well alrighty then we'll leave ya to it" Zayn said. "If anyone wants to tag alone your welcome to but it'll probably be boring." I offered. "I'll go" Louis and Zayn said in sync. "Okay" I'm gunna go get ready give me about an hour" I said walking into my room.
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