(Ali's POV)

I woke up with this in my ear:

"Ali! Wake up!" I simply groaned and rolled over. "I'll dump cold water on you." Ugh! Louis, shut up. He'd never. The other guys wouldn't let him.

"I hope you know he will do it. Poor Niall learned the hard way." Ha ha. Yeah right, Harry.

"I w-was dreaming of N-Nandos. T-then i-it s-started s-snowing a-and I w-was an i-icicle. W-why L-Louis w-why?" Umm, Niall must be tricking me...right?

 "It's okay Niall. Everything will be fine. Shhhh." Awe, Ziall.

"Louis put the water down, now. Niall is still shaking and he's not even wet anymore." Liam?

"AHHHH!LOUIS, EITHER RUN OR DIE!" That was me. 1,2, skip a few, ten.

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I've chased Louis around the house twice and I just tackled him. Um, oops? If anything he deserved it. Dumping a bucket of water on a sleeping human is never a good start. 

"Will you ever wake me like that again?" The sickly sweet tone that dripped from my tongue was actually rather scary. It surprised me I had it in me.

"N-No. Ali I'm sorry." Okay, I'm off Louis now and Harry's comforting him. LARRY STYLINSON FOREVER! What? I did my research. And, honestly, I don't think I should be doing any of this 'shipping' I heard about with the people who adopted me but it's actually an adorable bromance. They're obviously great friends and care for each other. 

"Ali, why don't you eat some breakfast since you fell asleep before dinner last night." Why Harry, WHY? My dramatic voice was playing in my head and I couldn't help but want to run. The thought of food right now made my stomach churn.

"Um... I'm not exactly hungry. I'll just be upstairs, in my room, taking a shower." I lied, I'm actually kinda hungry, but I can't eat I just can't. I don't know why though. When food goes in I feel sick. I can't eat. 

I went upstairs ignoring the call of my name. I striped off my clothes and did my usual things, dried off and got dressed in a T-shirt and black skinny jeans. The T-shirt was slightly big so I used my black 3 inch wide belt and put it over my shirt just under my chest. I may be from an orphanage, but I was the only one with a fashion sense. It's been two hours so I'm gonna do something I haven't done for awhile... My journal! So, at first I hated having a journal, but now I love it. That thing is the one I can tell my past to, not even Briell knows it all. I got the idea a few years ago. Briell called a theropist up to talk to some of the girls and next thing I know I was being handed a brown leather book with an 'A.M.' carved in the corner. 

February 10, 2013

Dear journal,

            So, yesterday I was adopted by this boy band, One Direction. There's 5 of them, most likely, the beatings will start soon. Honestly, I'm scared that they're going to rape me if they know my past so I'm not going to tell them. I think if they know about it then they think I can handle it, but I can't. I flipped out on Liam on the way home and then we got out of the car so I grabbed my stuff and headed to the door - it was locked. He yelled at me and rose his hand. Naturally, I screamed pleading words as I curled into a ball. His hand never even went with in 4 feet of me. I really hope they don't ask about it today, cause they said they would. Louis woke me up by throwing cold water on me which was strange. My usual response would have been to apologize and get a beer for one of them but instead I fought that urge and acted like a normal thirteen year-old. I hope that made them forget but my luck sucks. Well, good-bye for now!

Yours forever, Ali <3

"Hey Ali. What's that? Is it your diary? ALI HAS A DIARY! GUYS! ALI HAS A DIARY!" Shut up Harry. Like this is any of his business anyway.

"Oh, be quiet Harry. You do remember what I did to your darling Louis, imagine what I would do to you." Wow. I'm scary.

"Come on. I could take you. You're a child, I'm a grown man." Who has a stuffed kitty.

"Who sleeps with a stuffed kitty. Does Hawwy want his wittle kitty?" Well, there goes his smirk and he is now walking down the stairs saying some beautiful words. Oh, well then Harry! You have one colorful vocabulary. He needs that mouth washed when he gets to the bottom of the stairs. I swear, some people. Damn hooligans is what they f***ing are. Oh, guess I'm a bit of a hypocrite.

(Harry's POV)

Damn, that girl is sarcastic, and very sassy. Watch out Lou, there's a new sassmaster in town. I mean, I was just told off by a thirteen year-old girl, I am definitely not hap - wait. How the hell did she know I sleep with a stuffed kit - I mean cat? Hm... Now I am freaked out - I hope she hasn't found anything about us on that site Tumble or whatever. I wonder what she's hiding though? Oh well, we should just get ready for the mall.

"Boys! Get ready for the mall!" That was a lot of grunts and moans the exception of Lou who, of course said, 'YAY! THE MAAAAALLLLLLLL!' Oh, Louis the Tommo Tomlinson. I'm guessing Ali heard because she's down here chugging water like her life depends on it. She's also saying 'I can't, I'm going to the mall soon'. Weird....that girl needs some help, the boys and I will talk later. 

(Ali's POV)

Just as I was heading down the stairs my stomach almost screamed for food, so I ran down stairs and started to chug water. I'd eat but I don't really feel like throwing up right now. Harry kept looking at me with concern. Why the hell is he concerned? Oh well. 

The boys finally got down the stairs.  Not that I was complaining, I honestly don't want to get certain necessities for a teenage girl with a group of guys. We got to the car, spending twenty minutes fighting over who got shot-gun. Finally, Niall rested luxuriously in the front seat while Harry pouted in the seat next to me. Why did I have to be adopted by five year-old's that are trapped in grown men?

 "HEY! That's rude! Ali hurt my feelings BooBear!!!!" Wait...Did Harry hear that?

"Ali we all heard that. And come here, Hazza!" Those two need counseling. Sigh.

 "Sorry guys, but it's true. You are total five year-old's." Well... it's not like I need to lie about that.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Shut up about it now or you'll make this Larry moment worse." Um, how is that possible Zayn? Like, come on now, this Larry moment is really bad. Harry is fake sobbing into Louis' chest, it's creeping me out actually. They finally stopped! Wishes do come true. Alright, that was a bit of an exaggeration, but it was creeping me out.

 "We're here! Let's go and have some fun!" Louis, there is nothing fun about the mall.

"Alright Ali, we are going to get you a laptop, phone, music player, a whole new wardrobe, and what ever you want to decorate your room." Wow! That's a lot Harry. And really expensive! How would they even pay for that? It's not like they're famous or - oh, right.

"Guys, I really don't need all that." I really don't need so much, but they keep saying 'It doesn't matter' and 'We don't care' now it's bugging me though.

"Guys! Fine, you can get me all that, just shut up." I honestly don't care if that was rude, they are annoying!

So, we went into the Apple store first, they got me the newest iPhone and iPod with all the accessories. Then they got me a laptop and all the accessories (case, stickers, etc.). Now, they have split up after asking me my sizes which were, shirts-X small, pants-double 0, shoes-8. Oh, you should of seen their faces, they were so shocked it looked like they saw a ghost. Oh well.

DAMN! They have tons of clothes. Louis: every shirt there was, Liam: every pair of pants, Harry: every dress there was, Zayn: every shoe there was, and Niall: every beanie there was. What? I like beanies. No matter what i said they still bought it all. This will be a long day.

Next stop the, music store. Yay! We're going to get a guitar and a piano. I can't wait! But, wow, there are a lot of guitars to chose from, we already got the piano, well keyboard. Hm... I think I'll go with the black Fender. (That's the type I have) We, of course, got accessories because they wouldn't let me leave without them. We went to get some decorations for my room. I got some posters with quotes, hanging lights, and some books. On our way out I saw the cutest Husky and German Shepard puppies ever and they were both girls. Next thing I knew Louis was walking to the car with them on leashes. What the hell? How did I not see him before? 

"So what are you going to name them Ali? They do need names." No shiz Niall.

"Well, I've always wanted to name a Husky, Shasta. The German Shepard, Angel." I have always liked those names. I don't know why. 

 "Hey! Isn't Shasta the name of the Husky in Snowbuddies?" What are you talking about Liam?

"Uh... Yeah, I think so LiLi. Why?" It probably just came to his mind Niall.

 "I don't know. I guess I just thought about it. Anyway, we're here." Damn. Liam you had to see that. Well here goes...Well... A lot.

"Okay Ali, will you tell us what happened yesterday? We won't hurt you." Louis, shut up you've said that eight times now.

 "Don't say that. People always say that, but they're liars. If you turn your back for a split second, then they stab you straight in the heart. Just when you think it can't get worse they twist and tug and go deeper until you can't feel anything. When the wound heals, someone else you trust does that and the cycle goes on. So, never say you won't hurt me, because one day you will." Scary that I can describe that right?

"Ali-" Oh. God Louis just stop now.

 "Don't Louis, just don't. The scars are made inside and out." After that I ran to my room. I set up my guitar and keyboard. Then I hung the lights up and all my clothes. I made a Twitter, iTunes, Skype, and a Wattpad. I downloaded some music and set up my phone and iPod. After I had put all that away it was eight pm. Well, I should go feed Shasta and Angel. 

(Harry's POV)

I can't believe a little girl could describe such a painful thing. I wonder what made her so... so... lonely I guess. 

 "Guys what did you think about that?" That might have been a stupid question.

"That was a lot. What did she go through that made her so lonely and secretive?" Oh, poor, confused Niall. I feel so bad for Ali and now little Niall too. Time for some Narry.

"Thanks for comforting me Harry." Awe, Niall.

"Of course buddy. You needed some comforting." That might have sounded weird, but oh well. Niall just laughed and shoved his hand in my face to push me away. Soon enough, all five of us were joking around but it felt a bit forced. It was obvious we were all worried about Ali Mason. Who would have thought a famous boy band would adopt the most damaged girl out there? Not me, by the way.