The rest of the plane ride was spent in complete silence. I spent the rest of the rotating between Friends and sleeping, Margaret just slept straight through, and Paul spent a lot of time on his phone.

I was still speechless. Within 24 hours, I was literally moving from one hell to another. I was scared, scared of things they were signing me up for.

I wasn't scared of the boys, I was scared of the affection. Ever since my father first started heading off the deep end, I became more and more afraid of what he would do to me. And, before I knew it, I was becoming scared of the boys at my school. I was afraid of the mean in the shops. They all terrified me.

My father had left a lasting impression on me. I suddenly began to lose trust in not just men, but everyone else, too. Including myself.

I snapped out of my deep thought and woke up. I turned my gaze down to my wrists where three lines were visible. The remains of my darkest hour. The time where my father's affect was son strong I wanted to die.

But something inside me lit up that night. Something told me that I would be okay, that I just needed to fight.

And I did. That's the whole reason why I was on the flight to London, where a new battle would present itself.

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"Wake up!" A voice said. Something shook me.

I squinted my eyes. Bright light was in my eyes once again, but this time it wasn't a lamp. It was sunlight.

it wasn't long before I realized I was lying down, a and that whatever I was lying on was comfy.I opened my eyes a bit more, and I could make out Margaret's face.

"Where am I?" I moaned.

"A hotel in London." Margaret replied. "Now up and at it! You get to meet the boys today!"

I moaned again, rolling over and standing up off the bed.

"Are you feeling okay?" Margaret asked. "You were kind of out of it last night, you stumbled a lot."

"Yeah, yeah." I yawned. "I was just extremely tired."

"Good, now get dressed, the meeting's at 10, so we must hurry." Margaret ordered.

I obeyed, heading over to my suitcase. I pulled out a pair of blue denim skinny jeans and a Minnie Mouse jumper and put them on. After, I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and hair, then i washed my face. I instantly felt more awake.

Then it was off to the taxi. I barely had time to get my Bearpaws on before they were ushering me into the back. Next they thruster a cup of something warm into my hand and we were off.

I took a sip of the warm liquid. It was a rich hot chocolate with a creamy mint taste, almost like a York peppermint candy. I immediately craved more.

By the time we arrived at the meeting, the whole cup was gone. I pitched the cup and followed Margaret and Paul into the meeting room.

The first thing I noticed was a large white board. It had nothing written on it except for the date, Monday, February 2nd, 2015. There was also a huge table with various office chairs surrounding it. Most were occupied by people, whom I just now realized were the lovely boys of 1D and 5SOS.

They all sat there, smiling a bit nervously at me. I attempted to smile back, but it only came out a small grin.

I sat down next to Margaret and the meeting began. We introduced ourselves, discussed my schooling (it would be online, due to me having to tour with the boys), and the schedule, which ended up written on the board.

Monday - Luke
Tuesday - Harry
Wednesday - Calum
Thursday - Niall
Friday - Michael
I was happy with the schedule. It kept my weekends free. And, I didn't have to be with each boy until around 9 o'clock each night, which seemed to also be working in my favor.

"When does this all start?" Luke asked.

"Tonight." Paul replied, ending the meeting.

Notes

I think m going to write the next chapter just because I've been dying to :) and cuz I have Luke feels

I guess u can guess what comes next :)