Amelia POV

 "She tried to kill herself," Lauren's voice whispered. "I don't know what else happened. I was going to talk to her and there was puke on the ground and...her wrist was covered in blood." My eyes flutter open and I look around. Ally sits on the side of the bed next to me. There's a wet towel on my forehead. She dabs it on and off, here and there.

  "We wouldn't know she was going to try that, Lauren," Camila replied back to Lauren. I go to sit up, but lose the strength too.

  "You're alright, baby," Ally whispered softly. "Just rest awhile." She gets up and I don't know where she went. I stare straight up at the ceiling trying to numb the feeling in my arm. I shouldn't have cut myself, but it was....one of the many ways to get them in here. I know, I know. Stupid.

  "Amelia?" My head turns to the right and Lauren sits down beside me. "Hey kitten. How you feeling?" I look around the room and realize it's just me and her.

  "I don't know," I respond.

  "Does your arm still hurt?" She asked after a moment or two of silence. I just nod my head no, even though it feels like a house is burning down. But I'm not going to tell her that. She'll just worry and I don't wont her to worry. "Why'd you...do that?" I look over and meet her eyes. We have the same emerald colored eyes.

  "Because..." I pause and don't continue. But Lauren waits patiently waiting for a response. I sigh knowing I'd have to say something eventually. "Because I....I didn't want to be...alone."

  "Baby, you weren't alone," Lauren whispered and put her hand on the side of my face stroking my hair, gently. "We were right outside. I was coming to talk to you."

" But....I felt...alone," I whispered as tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt Lauren place her hand on my cheek then and rubbed her thumb back and forth getting rid of my tears.

  "Kitten, don't cry. You're alright." I shut my eyes and keep them closed. "Kitten, don't close your eyes on me. You did that when you were little, don't do it to me now." I reopen my eyes and look at her.

  "Wait...what?" I question in a mumble. Lauren gave me a small smile and looked down at her feet. She looked back up and began to speak.

  "You know I didn't give you up right away, right?" I shook my head no. She sighs. "I kept you for two years, A. It was over 2 months when I couldn't handle it. I didn't want you in the spotlight at that age. I didn't want you to deal with the drama. It was a lot on me and I regretted giving you up, but I had to. To give you, your best chance." I bit my lip and didn't say anything. "And the man that thought he was your father tried to take you away, so I had to hide you from him. He's a nice guy, but not father material. Especially when he tries to take a child that's not even his."

  "Who was...this man?" I question, curious. Lauren hesitates before answering. She nods and looks at me.

  "Louis Tomlinson." My eyes widen and my jaw drops. "What? What's wrong?" She became worried.

  "He saved my life the other day at the Demi concert." Shock crossed Lauren's face. "I seen him, not realizing it was him and decided to follow him. When I did a car was flying down the alley I was in and Louis grabbed me and got me out of the way."

  "Did he hurt you?" Lauren quickly asked. I shook my head no and sat up.

  "He knew my name though. I was about to ask him how he knew by my friend came and I looked in the direction I heard my friend call my name. When I looked back, Louis was gone." Lauren wrapped her arms around me and kept me close. I tensed at first but relaxed. I felt comfort. I felt safe. I felt as if I could trust her with anything.

  "I'm glad your okay. Demi told us she helped you out but didn't tell us that part. Did you even tell her that part?" She let go of me and looked at me. I nodded my head yes answering her question. "Wonder why she didn't tell us, or well me."

  "Lauren," The door opened revealing Camila. "Um..sorry to interrupt, but Lauren you have a phone call." Lauren nods and Camila walks away. Lauren looks at me.

  "I'll be right back, okay?" I nod and Lauren gets up.

  "Wait, Lauren?" Lauren stops in her tracks and turns around. "Who is...is my father?" Lauren's eyes widen and she looks at the door and then looks back at me.

  "Camila is."