Keona's pov

The soft breeze of the wind played through my hair, it felt like ages since I had been outisde, the small clouds formed around the sun making their be a shade upon me. I was standing there with my hands out just taking in the wind as it blew, even though Harry was standing there by the door. It has been weeks since I had got here and I had grew use to the rude behaviors of them. They knew that they had gotten use to us and us being so stubborn.

I had met a few friends along they way as they made their way here and into the house were we all were, I haven't been caged for a while, Only twice, because I made smart comments. Kenya had been caged once because she threw a bowl that almost hit Niall because she was mad because she didn't want to make him cereal for breakfast. I wanted to go and hid and just laugh my head off, but I couldn't because I would be in there too.

She had told me that she had started to like Niall, just not how he ate with his mouth open, but she didn't mind it because he didn't make any noises. I had became very fond with Harry too, He had sometimes became funny and he was a little nice, but I could never tick him off because he has some horrible mood swings, and so do I. So Harry and I have the same issues and we would argue until he threatens to cage me.

I felt like they were trying to protect us from something and from what I seen they were like best friends towards each other, Him and Niall. I thought it was kind of nice how they shared a friendship they had like Kenya and I. They actually were human and had feelings and it was shocking.

Notes

Very short chapter, but I am going to start writing this story again. I don't really want to abandon it.
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