Shy || {• D.H. x Reader •}

Chapter 1 ~ UNKNOWN

Hello! Before I start, I want to say, I'm trying to make this a thing I will TRY to do at least once a week. Sorry.

"Your a fucking cunt anyway" He said as he threw me to the ground. "LEAVE HER ALONE!" My mom screams at him. I just lay there, on the cold, hard, tile floor. My lip busted, black eye, and bruises planted all over my body. I feel the warm, salty, tears stream down my cheeks. What do you want?

I wake up. Did I fall asleep? But...I was on my bed? I fell asleep in the kitchen, though. I look over at my bedside-table and grab my phone. I turn it on. 4:27 am. Great. I unlock it and tap on the single, text notification.

UNKNOWN: Hello. (3:41 am)

(Y/n): Um...hi? (4:28 am)

Who are you? How did you get my number? Do I know you? Do you know me? A million thoughts and questions that were in my head were causing me a headache. I wanted to know who this person was. But, maybe it was a wrong number. Whatever.

I exit the message tab and flip to Instagram.

3 new DMs.

i.am.ember: Have you killed yourself yet? 😘

i.slay.all.day: Still single? I know a perfect guy for you! Oh wait... no one could ever love you!

Canyounot: Slit your wrist! No one will love a ugly bitch. Your step dad was right. No one will love you. :)

Nothing out of the normal. I turn off my phone when I hear the sound of my door slamming open. He stomps over to me and grabs my arm. "Leave." He says. I grab my bag, phone, and an outfit. I swiftly walk out the door and into the bathroom. I brush my hair and teeth, put my outfit and makeup on, and run out my front door.

Why am I leaving? I don't even care. What I was actually focused on, was the cold, winter, London air on my fingertips as I headed to the more city-like part of my area. The streets were empty and lit with a dim, amber light. I loved the way this looked.

Food please. I head into a Starbucks. Thank god, they are open. I go up to the counter and order a ( whatever you want :p). She nods at me with a smile. That's the first. I smile back and sit at one of the tables. I pull out my phone after feeling the vibration of a notification. Another text.

UNKNOWN: Didn't expect you to reply lol (4:39 am)

(Y/n): it's kinda what you do when someone texts you. (4:40 am)

UNKNOWN: Sorry for bothering you. I was bored with my roommate and we just did whatever. You can block me if you want. (4:40 am)

(Y/n): It's fine. I don't really mind. You are really the only person that I have EVER gotten a text from. So... (4:40 am)

UNKNOWN: :) LOL thanks (4:41 am)

I was interrupted by the girl calling my name. I turn off my phone and grab my coffee. I sit back down and take a sip of my coffee. The warm sensation fills my mouth and creates a warmth inside me.
(Inuendoes m8 xD)

The door opens. I look up at the door to see 2 men walking in and laughing. One with pitch black hair with ocean blue-green eyes and the other with curly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. I look back down at my phone when one off them make eye contact with me.

UNKNOWN: Still alive? (4:45 am)

(Y/n): Yeah. Sorry. I'm at Starbucks. (4:46)

UNKNOWN: LOL guess we were both up kinda early. I'm at a Starbucks too :P (4:46)

I look up at the guy with brown hair. He's on his phone. Wait...is that- no. Probably just a coincidence. A lot of people go on their phone.

UNKNOWN: Hey. I know this is weird to ask, but can I call?

(Y/n): Sure. As long as ur not a 50 year old pedo trying to find my house, and fuck me

I hear the guy with brown hair laugh. Could be.

UNKNOWN: oddly specific :p but here I go...

INCOMING CALL FROM: ***-***-****

I pick the phone up and look over at the 2 guys. One of them was one the phone. The one with brown hair. "Hello?" I say, still looking at the 2 guys. "Mushi mushi~" a male, English, voice answers. But so did the guy with brown hair.