A/N: Hey lovelies this story is about the amaZAYN one direction! It's about a girl that is abused and is saved by them…hope you like it!
My tired bruised hands pounded on the door repeatedly. My breath was short and ridged considering how freezing it was. I looked up and down the vacant street, praying that they wouldn't see me. Sure enough, there they came walking with swagger in their steps, hats on their heads pointed higher than their spiked hair, laced high tops, and smirks on their faces.
I winced as I tried to re open my door. Don't see me Don't see me I begged in my head. "Hey June bug!" KY's voice called. Well crap I thought. "Hi!" I called back out boredly. "What you doing honey?" He asked drunkenly. "Nothing." I replied. "Go away please." He smirked and came closer with his band of followers. "Why babe?" I shuddered at his use of words. "Don't say that again please." I murmured. "Babe babe babe babe!" He taunted. "Your not allowed to be on my property without my permission!" I said defensively. "So get off!" KY just raised his hands in a hazed surrender. "K babe, luv ya." I squeezed my eyes shut as he planted a sloppy kiss on my cheek. Then, after he had left I continued knocking n the wooden blue door of my father's house. "DAD let me in please!" I yelled. "IM COLD!" I screamed.
Suddenly my drunken father appeared at the doorway, a rough hard stare planted on his old withered face. "What do you want?" He said gruffly. "I want to come in please." I responded. "I'm freezing." He sighed, "You interrupted me." I smiled and apologetic smile. "I'm sorry." He smiled back a toothless loony grin. "That's great sweetheart, but I'm afraid I can't let you in, because I'm not here." I frowned. "What?" Then he slammed the door into my face. I sighed, another night outside. This was the third in a row. I settled my coat down on the warmest spot I could find and snuggled deeper into it. I was wearing a long sleeved Hollister shirt, that was blue. Then, black fuzzy spandex and grey furry boots. Extra case he made me sleep outside, I brought a blanket, snacks, water bottle, and my DSI and phone. My dad was what you'd call abusive.
I was most likely abused every night, and have been since I was 12, he turned on me when mother had left us, well died. He was so miserable he drank and smoked. I told him not to, but he did. Now he's just a cold hollow corpse shell with no emotion. I loved him still, but I don't think he loves me.
I forgot to introduce myself. I'm medium height, blonde with hazel green eyes. I am 17 years old. My name is Junnifer but everyone calls me June or June bug. Ya that's pretty much me.