"Mommy what are you dong are you sick." I asked my mother as she stuffed several pills into her mouth taking a sip of beer with them.

"Yes baby." She mumbled "Momma is really sick."

"Oh momma how can i help," i wined going to sit on her lap in our huge green chair.

"Its nothing you can do babe," She replied and pushed my off her lap. I frowned as she got off the chair and went over to the door. i noticed she had got on the phone and ran outside. She always did this. When daddy wasn't home she was on the phone and going everywhere. I am usually left her be myself then.

I sighed and walked to my parents bedroom. I noticed a box on it with a wrapper in there closet. Was it for me? Did Momma and Daddy get me something? I smiled and pulled a chair up to the closet. I could barley reach the box, but in the arm length i had i was able to push it off the shelf.

As the box came falling now it wasn't the only thing. I scooted back quickly allowing what was falling not to hit me. I wasn't quick enough...A sharp pain felled my leg as i look now to see daddy's pocket knife in my foot. I screamed and with the little i could i hopped to my mother in the living room.

"Momma..Momma.." I cried. She looked at me dumbfounded but then noticed my bleeding foot. "I need to go to the hospital."

She looked at me a smiled "Baby it is just a little scratch. No need to go to the hospital." He then yanked out the knife.

i shriek and couldn't fine my breathe as i cried. "baby its no bad. Really you just need to suck it up. There is no need to go to the hospital for something you could deal with or fix at home." She assured me.

I cried "Yes mommy." and hopped my way to the bathroom were i cleaned the cut and wrapped it up.

"Stacy," My dad screamed pushing open the bathroom door.

"Daddy..I..."

*Bam* a pain shot through my left hip as i felt the ground touch my skin. I was automatically set to scream even though i didn't know what was happening.

"Shit," I heard someone groan and step onto the floor. "Oh my gosh Stacy," It was Louis. I opened my eyes noticing i was on the floor with Louis crouch now beside me. "Stacy are you ok?"

"Yes i am fine," i answered "My hip just hurts a little but I'll be fine."

"Really," he asked as i got up and pulled him up with me. I held onto my hip for it hurt alot, but i'll be fine nothing to cry over.

"Yea just would you mind switching places with me."

He grinned strangely "Umm Sure." he removed my suitcase places it on his bed. "Well goodnight then."

"Goodnight," I replied ad he kissed my forehead and jumped onto my OLD bed. i climbed into the bed and almost began to cry now that i was alone. I looked off at my right foot and the scar it had as i lightly touched it.

That dream was rude and awful. I got beat by my dad for getting blood on the carpet which he made me clean out minutes after beating me. I didn't wanna cry just because of my dream for my hip hurt very bad, but there is no need for going to the hospital for something you can just deal with!

I then took out the depression pills and took them just with sip. It wasn't long before i fell back to sleep.

2 Weeks Later

1 week ago was our first concert ever and it was amazing. The dancing became a little garden though ,because on my hip, but i still pulled it off. When have had a concert everyday since then and spend the rest of the day practicing, so we were tried when we got back to the bus or hotel. Though tonight we were free a decided to go out to a movie. When even got Jenny and Myra to come now (we were only like 7 hours away).

"Everyone ready to go out." Harry's British voice screamed through the house.

I loved his voice and how it just put me in a trance. Harry and i have also gotten close the past week weeks, having amazing make-out sections on his bunk, and with just simple things. We have been holding hands alot, like even in front of the fans at one of there signings. We have also got closer with our talkative side to. I have been talking him about my dreams lately. He was shocked the first time he heard would i dream about, but now he comforts me about them saying it is just a dream. Well it isn't but i dare not tell him that, not this early anyways.

"Ready," i smiled and walked over to him in his jacket and my dark blue t-shirt and blue jeans.

He grinned and pulled me closer to him. When he grabbed my hip it took everything i had for my not to scream, for i still hadn't told anyone. "And you look beautiful." he whispered brushing his lips against my ear.

I took in a deep breath needing to breathe because of the pain of someone grabbing my hip. "Is something wrong babe." He asked so worried.

"I'm fine...You just look really good," I said and pressed my lips to his.

He pulled away first. "I know you do that when you just don't wanna talk about something." My face fell to the floor, but i was brought back up my Harry's finger. "Was it another dream?"

I nodded. "Yea this one was about my father (thinking about i dream i had before) were he beat me at my grandmas house."

He pulled me closer to his embrace. "Babe it is just a dream you gotta remember that."

I sighed "To be honest harry i am scared to go to sleep. Scared that those nightmares will come."

"Well you know that everyone loves you right,"

"I know," I said and kissed me deeply. I love kissing him it just makes me feel so warm inside.

"Ok break it up love birds." Louis screamed in my ear.

We pulled away blushing. "Do you have to do that every time you catch us kissing," Harry asked.

"Well of course not we're just about to leave."Louis answered.

But Louis did break n when ever we were kissing. I do love him, but we can never have a kiss unless its behind closed doors and then people think were doing other things. I do like Harry alot to do those things to, but i just can't bring myself to do it. I haven't since my dad got taking to jail.

Anyways Louis is like my best friend. I love the night when we sit down, eating popcorn, and watch a movie. Those night start though because either we can't sleep or we just wanna talk about something so we wake each other up. Louis talks about Myra alot while i talk a bout Harry. Speaking of Harry...He says that i stole his best friend. Which is not true because Louis is still very close to Harry. Its just that Harry doesn't like to share Louis. I sometimes call Lou my little boyfriend just to make harry mad. he reply with calling me his little girlfriend which Myra gets all pissed off about.

By now we were all at the movie theater getting popcorn, one for each couple, and sitting in the chair. I sat on Harry and beside me were Louis and Myra. Beside him were Zayn, Niall, and Liam along with there dates sitting on there laps.I don't know the name of the movie either, some romantic comedy that Harry picked.

"Hey you dare me to throw popcorn in his drink," i whispered in Harry's ear pointing to the breaded guy in the row ahead and a few chairs way.

"You gonna get us kicked out." He acted to be concerned.

"I'm gonna do it anyways." I said and stuck my tongue out. He did the same to the tips touched. I smiled and so did he for it felt weird.

I put my tongue back. "I'm still gonna do it."

"Fine," He sassed and grabbed a piece on popcorn handing it to me.

I smirked and throw the popcorn into the open lid. "Score," I whispered.

"Great now you can claim your prize."

"Oh and what is my prize." i lended in closer so our foreheads touched.

"This," He said and pushed our lips together. My tongue knocked on his bottom lip as he opened and i explored his mouth. I loved it how i took control most the time. Its either that or he just wants to see how far i will take it. Either way i am fine with it.

I pulled away and slowly kissed down his jaw and onto his neck as he grabbed my arise. We were embarrassingly interrupted though by the breaded man screamed out "Who put this in my drink,"

I couldn't help but laugh into Harry's chest. "You know your a bad girl," Harry laughed.

"I know, but you can't get enough of me can you."

"Of course not babe,"

Once we got home ,to the hotel. Everyone basically was having a make out section in the living room.

"Where not gonna start having an orage," I whispered pulling away from Harry to catch my breathe.

I guess i spoke to load because everyone ended up laughing. "Really Stacy you just had to say that," Harry laughed.

"What i was just thinking it." i defended.

"I know but you have so just ruined the moment." He added.

"fine," I gave him a short kiss and got off him. "I'm going to bed,"

I began to walk away when he grabbed my arm. "Don't go yet."

I bent down and gave him another short kiss that he tried to last but i pulled away. 'I am sleepy." i said and walked away. Once i got to the bedroom that i shared with Grace i when to my suitcase and popped the anti-depressions and sleeping medicine into my mouth.

I went to close them when someone opened the door. "Stacy," the said.

I turned around throwing the bottle into my suitcase and closing it quickly. "Louis what are you doing."

He seemed confused at me being awkward and walked over to me. "Well Harry is just really upset about what he said so could you just go back out there and kiss him for a few more minutes."

"But he didn't do anything wrong Louis i just got sleepy." I told him.

"I know, but you know Harry he thinks your upset."

"Fine," i gave in.

"Good," He said pushing through the door. i screeched my face and ran to the bathroom. My stomach was filled with so much pain suddenly as i throw up.