Forbidden Loved

A Year and A Half Earlier . . Hurt. I was walking down the street like a street con. Though, homeless. Hungry. I look up, I see these four boys giving each other piggy back rides, laughing. One was a blonde, another was blue haired-ish, the third was raven haired, and the last had honey colored curls with a bandana wrapped around his head. They were coming in my direction. I, completely frozen. What are they doing in the run down part of L.A.? I thought. When I come out of my thoughts, they look up and spot me. They start to piggy back towards me. No time to hide. "Hi!" The blue haired boy-teen on the back of the blondie waves crazily at me and ends up falling off of the blondie onto his back on the ground. Smurf. Beside blondie and smurf, there was a raven haired boy and a honey haired boy. He's carrying drumsticks... The hell? Smurf yells up at me from the ground. "I'm Michaaaeeeellllll!" He waves again and I flinch from the loudness of his voice. "Luke." Blondie says shyly. Aww. "I'm Ashton!" Honey boy drums on the head of the raven haired boy. "Mate, stop it. I'm Calum, by the way." The raven haired boy says. Luke, Michael, Ashton and Calum. I smile at their craziness. "What's your name?" Michael asks as he sits up. Do I have to speak? I haven't spoken in so long. "Forbidden." I rasp softly. "Forbidden? Nice to meet you." Ashton says and reaches out. I flinch. Is he gonna hit me? He better not. I back away. "What's wrong? I'm just shaking your hand." He says and I slowly reach out and grab his hand. He shakes it fiercely and I quickly pull it away again. He frowns. "What are you doing here in the poor parts of the city?" I ask after I clear my throat. "We got lost." Luke admits. Lost? It didn't look that way. I thought. "Oh, I can show you the way back to the common parts of the city." I suggest. They nod enthusiastically and I laugh a scratchy laugh then stop, embarrassed. "Sorry. I haven't talked in so long. Come on." I say and wave them on. They follow close behind me and surprisingly, they start sing. Jokingly, or course, but it was still good... In a way. When they finish, I look back at them. "Funny, you sound allot like this band. They are called, um, 5 Seconds of Summer, I think. They are super good." I say and they smile at me and this makes me stop. "You have gotta be kidding me. You're-" They cut me off. "Yup!" Luke chirps happily. I turn around and start walking again, acting as if I didn't just freak out, in my mind. "Are you homeless? You look a bit dirty." One of them asks and I nod. "Then you are our best friend now!" Calum picks me up and I yelp in surprise. "Put me down!" I scream. He laughs. "Never!" He screams back. He lifts me off the ground and I freak. He's going to throw me. I came to the conclusion that he felt me shaking because he eventually put me down on the ground. All four guys look down at me, confused. Shakily, I stood before looking at them coolly. "It's best that you don't touch me, I had a tough childhood. When guys decided to touch me, it was not to make me laugh." I paused, sighing once I saw their guilty faces. "Let's just get you back to the main parts of the city." I say then turn around and start walking again. They follow silently. It takes a few minutes to get to the end of the parts, which is where I guess I'll be sleeping today. "Well, bye. Good luck with your music." I wave them off then turn and walk into an already broken into house and step inside. I find a nice dry corner and settle in to sleep. A few minutes later, sleep comes, I, falling into a dark, lonely abyss. . My breathing was labored as I ran as fast as I can. "I have to get to her. Hurry. Hurry. Hurry." I repeated to myself as I ran and ran down all the dark alleyways. I cursed when my feet faltered and I stumbled to the floor. As I went to stand, something pushed down on my back. I screamed for help again and again, wanting to reach them, wanting to reach her, but I couldn't. This force held me back. And I couldn't do anything. Was this how it was meant to be? To be unable to help though that was what I lived for? I was helpless. . . . I jolt awake when someone shakes my shoulder. On instinct, I jump up and kick the person even before I open my eyes. The person groans. At the sound of this, I open my tired eyes. I see Ashton on the ground taking deep breaths and looking up at me. My muscles relax at the sight of him as I walk over and help him stand. "Sorry, instinct. I told you, don't touch me." I look up and see Michael, Calum, and Luke laughing at Ashton. "What are you doing here anyways? Get in here, idiots! You could have gotten jumped out there!" I fret as I close the door behind Luke. They smile at me. "Aww. Was Forbidden worried about us?" Michael says in a cute voice. I huff in annoyance. "We're here to give you a make-over! Fyi." Luke yells, raising his arms and closing his eyes adorably. "And how are you going to get that kind of money?" I cross my arms. "Money? Pfffft pffft pffft pffft pffft. We have plenty!" Calum explains. A few seconds later, someone bursts through the door with a gun and points it at the boys. I look at the person. Bill. "Money? Money! Give me your money! All of it!" He yells insanely. Luke, Calum, Ashton and Michael start to dig in their pockets for their money but stop when they notice that they only have credit cards. I stand in front of them to cover them. They cower behind me. Perfect plan guys. I roll my eyes. "Bill, you have no right to be here. Get. Out." I command and he scowls at me. "You can't tell me what to do, you wench!" He screams and smacks me across the face, hard. I fall against the ground. He then throws something at me and it cuts deeply into my cheek before burying itself into the floor beside me. He laughs then turns back to the boys. They stare at me on the floor, not paying attention to Bill. "Get away from them Bill." I softly cry out. He laughs but starts to approach them again. This puts me into action. I jump up and punch him in the face then yank the gun out of his grasp. He trips, I grab his wrist and twist it around to his back, pushing it into it painfully. I force him onto his knees then hiss into his ear. "Didn't I tell you to get out?" I ask and he nods vigorously. I stand him up and push him to the door. "Then get out!" I yell and he runs off. I throw his gun aside then turn to the guys. "Are you ok?" I ask as I wipe the blood off my face. They nod slowly. "But your face. Why did he hit you like that?" Luke asks and I shrug. "Now I'll make sure not to touch you." Calum laughs. "It's why they call me Forbidden, cause everyone is forbidden to touch me. I don't know what my real name is, so they call me that." I shrug. "So, why exactly did you want to give me a make-over?" "You seemed like you needed one yesterday. So we came back to ask you. Uh, you gotta little something right... here." Luke stretches his sleeve out and flicks it against my cheek. "I have blood on my clothes! No!" He screams in a girly voice. I laugh and roll my eyes, before I rip the bottom of my shirt and put the ripped cloth against my cheek. "I'll take up your offer one day, but that day is not today." I say. They started to whine. "At least let us buy you clothes!" Ashton whines. "Do you realize how dangerous it is to have new clothes here?" I ask. "We'll keep it safe for you." Calum suggests. Ugh. I thought but finally, like, for almost an hour (not really) of negotiating, we agreed that I take a shower at their place, then go shopping. This is going to be great. I thought sarcastically.