(Ali's POV)

After I stormed out of the room I just went to my piano and started to play 'A Team' by Ed Sheeron. I love him a lot, actually, I love music in general. But Sheeron was one of my favorites. The way he worded every verse and made you think while listening to his work was amazing. 

(Two hours later)

Wow. That was one long nap. Once I had finished the song I got really tired. I began to head downstairs, I want a bowl of fruit. Hm... Should I eat apples and watermelon or pineapple and watermelon? Oh f**k it! I'll just have it all. 

I walked into the kitchen and found all the fruit a person could eat. While my stomach protested, I started to eat the food I had prepared for myself. That was some good fruit, but the guys didn't see because it's three in the morning. It might be hard to convince them I eate even if was just a small amount of fruit. The knots in my stomach increased and I started to regret eating the food. I'm gonna go back to sleep - maybe that will help.

(DREAM/NIGHTMARE)

I was being carried down a dark alley by some guy and I was freaking out. They threw me at three other people. Right away I knew who it was. My dad, mom, and their friends. All drunk. All ready to beat the living daylights out of me.

"PLEASE! Don't hurt me. I will do whatever you want, just please stop this!" I was screaming at them as they hit me and kicked me.

"Shut up you worthless w***e!" Though I hated my family, hearing those words come from the person who gave birth to me was still painful. 

However, I was unable to dwell on the abusive words as the actual abuse worsened. Someone bashed my head into a piece of metal and everything went blank. 

(END OF DREAM/NIGHTMARE)

I was crying, screaming, and shaking. It was just a dream, but it wasn't. It happened. That all happened. Next thing I knew there were five boys in my room. Each was holding something as a 'weapon.' Louis had a stuffed pigeon, Harry a stuffed cat, Liam for some reason had gotten hold of a cowboy doll that said 'WOODY', Niall simply grabbed a pillow, and Zayn had a mirror and hairspray. Zayn would have had a better time with his weapon choice if he had a lighter instead of the mirror. Weirdos.

"What's going on? Who died? Where's the burglar?" Um... Harry are you feeling alright? His curly hair was sticking up on one side and he was turning rapidly trying to detect where the "intruder" had gone.

"It was j-just me g-guys. N-no big d-deal." It is really hard to act convincing when your crying.

"What's wrong Ali? You can tell us anything." Yeah. Okay, only in your wildest dreams Louis.

"It's not something I like to talk about. Thanks, though." Why am I cursed with a photographic memory?

"Alright, just go back to sleep then." Doubt that, Liam.

"Harry? Um... W-will you sleep in h-here? Please?" Why did I even ask? I'm all sorts of screwed up.

"Of course, Ali. Scoot over though." Well, that helped. 

As soon as he got under the covers my arms rapped around his torso. I felt safe. We said goodnight and fell asleep. It was the best sleep ever. There were no nightmare or flashbacks after Harry stayed with me.

I woke up with a mop of hair on me. The second I saw it was a man I started to hyperventilate. Then I realized it was just Harry. I got up and went down to the kitchen. I saw an apple and some nuts. TIME TO EXPERIMENT! So, I cut up the apple and soaked it in some hot cinnamon sauce that I looked up on the internet. Stirred it and added almonds. There was enough for the boys. Time to wake up some sleeping teenage boys.

I ran through the house screaming, "GET UP YOU LAZY IDIOTS!" 

When I got down stairs there were some freaked out boys down there. 

"What the bloody hell? I was dreaming of Kevin!" His question made me wonder if he knew that "Kevin" was fake or not.

"Breakfast? I made enough for you guys." That lifted their moods.

"Where. Is. The. Foods?" Niall ran frantically to the kitchen then back out and to the dinning room. You are insane, Irish boy.

 I put the food in a bowl for them and gave them some eggs and toast. I just ate some left over almonds.

"Oh my Lord. This is amazing, Ali." Aw. How sweet, Harry.

"I agree, Ali. But, you do know you don't have to cook all the time. We can do some of the work." I looked down at my shoes at Zayn's words.

"Thanks guys but it was nothing. I used to cook all the time for m-my um... dad." S**t. Here comes a flashback.

(FLASHBACK)

"Why isn't the dinner ready, Ali?" That was my dad.

"Coming d-dad. I just finished the food." God, I was scared.

"Finally! It took you long enough, b***h!" The stinging sensation that followed almost sent me to the ground but I had recovered my balance.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

"Ali? Ali! Are you okay?" It was Louis. I just knew it was.

"Um. I-I'm fine. I-I'll be in my room. See you later" I didn't wait for their reply, I ran up the stairs and to my room.

(Harry's POV)

"Guys. I think we have to do something to get to know what's going on." I really didn't want to say that but I had to.

"Like what Harry? What could we possibly do?" Well, Liam's upset. Though, i guess he had a reason to be. We all did.

"She has a diary. We can read it and... Well... Yeah." Why did I have to suggest that?!

"No... Fine... That's an invasion of privacy!" No s**t, Liam.

"I agree with Harry. Liam, she won't tell us and we need to know." Louis, I don't even agree with myself. Yet, I heard agreement all over the place.

"Tomorrow. We - you will read it. Niall, take her to the apple store to get something for her phone. Kay?" Louis! I just might kill you. Then again, I was the one who suggested it. 

"Okay. Louis, are you sure though?" Please, Niall, he wouldn't be saying this if he wasn't. He nodded his head. I looked at the clock.  Five pm already? I made some dinner and called everyone down at seven. We ate and went to bed. Luckily, Ali didn't have another nightmare.

(Ali's POV)

When I woke up I went down stairs. When Niall saw me he had a big grin that sent chills down my back because whenever I saw my dad he would plaster on a huge grin, too.

"Hey Ali! So, today you and I are going to get some things for your phone." Niall is way to happy sometimes.

"Okay let me take a shower and then I'll be down." I wanted to object to his offer because the boys had already done too much in the spending money aspect of thing. However, I had known them long enough to figure they don't usually take no for an answer in these situations.

"Alright! I'm ready Niall! Let's go to the Apple Store." 

I was ridiculously excited for this trip. Maybe I need to get out of here more than I thought.

"Aye-Okay, Ali. Let's get going to the mall!" Oh, Niall.

(Harry's POV)

Well, Nial had sent the go for it text a little after they left. We're going up to her room. As we look for her diary I saw a black book under her bed. I grabbed it and opened it to a random page. The boys were all behind me.

August 12, 2006

Dear Diary,

Today was the first time my parents beat me. When I came home I was able to smell the beer in the house. My mommy was the one to throw the first hit. I never thought that she would be the one to betray me first. My head hurt. I didn't know I had done anything wrong. I promised I'd be good but my daddy called me a bad word. 

Yours forever, Ali <3

I looked around and saw the others looked like they were just punched. 

I turned to another page. This one was about us.

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, goodbye for now!

Yours forever, Ali <3

"R-Rape? Oh my God. I think I'm going to be sick." I put the journal down.

"Hey guys! Ali why don't you go and organize all of your new cases?" 

At Niall's words we quickly put the journal back in its place and went to the stairs.

"Okay. Oh, hey guys! Alright, later." Okay, putting her things away should take sometime.

"What did you guys read in her diary?" Man, he is one perky dude. So we told him everything. At the end of it he was almost in tears. We all cared for Ali and learning those things was the hardest thing to do. 

"You a**holes did what? How could you? I-I can't believe this!" S**t. 

We turned to the sound of her voice. Ali is right in front of us.

(Ali's POV)

I didn't want to exactly organize anything at this moment so I simply placed all fifteen of my phone cases in a drawer of my desk. While I was perfectly fine with only getting two or three cases Niall went around the store looking at every case he could find. If I even said I liked something about it we ended up buying it. I have to admit Niall could be pretty awesome at times.

"She was beaten by her own father Niall. It was all there in her diary." Harry just said what?

"You a**holes did what? How could you? I-I can't believe this!" I really couldn't. There must be a mistake.

"Ali, we are so so..." If Harry was going to say sorry he could save it.

"Shut up! You aren't sorry. If you were then you wouldn't have done it. So, what did you like the most? The part where my dad beats me along with my mom. Or the part where I started cutting after my second adoption." They disgust me. How could they?"

"Ali, we were just trying to kn - wait you cut?" My eyes widened. How did they not know that part?

"W-what are you talking about? I-I don't cut." I knew they wouldn't buy it but at this point I had to try.

"Ali, we all heard you say that you cut. Show me." Like hell, Louis.

"Never will I ever show you guys." I won't.

"Ali, show us right now." I glared at Louis.

"No Louis. You betrayed me. Why would I show you something like that? Why didn't you just wait? I would have told you sooner or later. To think, I was starting to trust you guys!" 

I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. I wanted to disappear. And that's what I tried to do.

"Guys, stop her."

 Wait. What did Louis just say? Next thing I know, two arms wrap around my small waist and I am pulled into one of the boys'. They are holding me down and Louis is coming to me. Great, now he was pulling my sleeves up my arm. I was losing it. I didn't want them seeing my scars. I didn't want to admit that I had been cutting since I was eleven. I didn't want it but they didn't care.

"Ali, why? Why would you do this?" 

Niall couldn't look at the scars and he definitely didn't want to be there. Louis was pale and Liam looked distraught. Harry looked so disappointed that I started to hurt. Zayn finally let go of me.

"It was the only way out and that's not all of it. You-you don't know what it's like to be betrayed by your own family." Now, I'm just letting the tears fall freely.

"Ali, please stop cutting. When was the last time you did it?" Niall stop with the crying, it hurts to see him cry.

"The day I got here. I cut my skin once for each of you." I haven't cut for a week.

"Why don't you just go to sleep - it's been a long day." Liam didn't look up but I listened to his request.

I turned ready to leave but said, "Um, Niall? Harry? Can you guys come up in a bit?" I got two 'of course's from them and went to my room. 

Niall came in ten minutes after with his guitar. I can't be mad at Niall 'cause he was with me so he didn't do anything.

"Hey, Ali. I figured you could use something to calm you down a little. Any requests?" I smiled weakly at Niall. He was trying to make things better and I couldn't be mad at him for that. It was kind of cute to be honest.

"Small Bump by Ed Sheeron? If you don't know it it's fine." Niall didn't reply, he just began to strum the chords for Small Bump. "That sounds great, Irish Snowflake." I blushed as I accidentally let my secret nickname slip.

"Oh, so I'm cute and an Irish Snowflake, aye?" Niall quirked an eyebrow at me.

What? I said that out loud? Damn. I can already feel the heat rising to my cheeks again. He laughed and started to sing. His voice floated through the air singing every word and it relaxed me. My nerves and worry slowly eased away and my eyes drooped tiredly. 

After the song, Niall stood up and kissed my forehead. He muttered goodnight and sent Harry in.

"Hey, Ali. What's up? You sounded like you needed to talk to me." Harry looked hesitant as he sat on the bed next to me.

"Yeah, can you sleep in here again? I like it when you're in here, it makes me feel safe." 

I didn't care if he had been part of it. I doubt he was the one to want to go through with it and I couldn't be mad at him for trying to understand. I could, however, be mad at Louis. He crossed a lot of boundaries. And I don't think I can trust someone so unpredictable yet. So, I curled up with Harry next to me and fell asleep.