Zayn walks home from school, he has his head down looking at the pavement, while pushing his glasses up towards his face. He walks until reaches his home and knocks on the door.

"Hold your damn horses, I'm coming." The women yells and finally opens the door. "Why the hell are you so late!"

"I'm sorry mom, I had to stay late in school, cuz I had to finishing my art drawing." Zayn says timidly, playing with his fingers.

"What did I say! Don't calling me your mom, I'm not your damn mother!" She growls . Zayn flinches at his fosters mothers words, he doesn't know why she always so mean towards him.

"I'm sorry." Zayn apologizes, extending his arms out to give a hug to his ruthless foster mother.

"Ew! Get away from me! I didn't ask for a hug! Just go to you're room!." She barks pushing away Zayn. Zayn gives her a frown and runs into his room.

Zayn's room is plain and dirty, no matter how hard he tries to clean his poorly excuse of a room, his foster mother always loves to trash it up, by leaving food on the floor and pour soda on the already stain carpet.

"Why doesn't she love me?" Zayn asks himself, sitting on the small bed letting the tears fall from his eyes. Zayn is the type of person who cherish his life, he's been thur a lot during his teenage years. Being in many fosters home can be consuming towards his thoughts and the lack of love he gets can be overwhelming for him, because he feels nothing but sadness, but he still has hope.The bedroom door swings open hitting the back wall loudly, causing Zayn to jump.

"Why the hell are you crying!? You're a teenager now Zack, you should be doing something with yourself, instead of that awful drawings you call art!" Zayn's foster mother spat.

"You said my name wrong, it's Zayn, mom." Zayn says quietly, looking down at his feet. Zayn felt a sharp sting to the face, his glasses being knocked off.

"What did I say! Don't call me you're mother! Call me Aurora."

Zayn though about the evil women's name for moment, it reminded him of the Disney movie: Sleeping Beauty. Zayn thought she was more like Maleficent in the movie.

Aurora gave a nasty look towards Zayn, she knew what was he thinking.

"Care to share what's on you're mind Zack!" Aurora snarl.

"No to be mean, but why did you're mom name you Aurora?" Zayn questioned shyly, he didn't want get hit again, but he was curious how did she get that name.

"Because my mother wanted too! You got a problem with my name! At least I have a mother, I mean who names their son Zayn anyways." Aurora evil laughed, pushing Zayn onto the floor.

"Why do you hate me so much?" Zayn questioned, his eyes begging for an answer, tear pour out of his eyes like never before. Zayn been treated bad by his foster mother for a few months and he always think he's the flawed one that makes her slash out at him. She gazes at the broken boy with a tiny bit of guilt, then she smacks him again.

"Hands in the air Aurora Green!" A policewomen yell, pointing the gun at her.

"I haven't done nothing." Aurora says innocently, helping Zayn up from the floor and sits on the bed with him.

"Care to explain the noise complaints from pedestrians outside. I even had to break inside you're home, because no one opened the door for me and all I hear is loud shouting inside, now what is the problem, are you hurting his poor boy?"

"No of course not officer, you see, Zayn here was jumping on the bed and I was gently shouting at him from the living room, but he had his door close, so I open and all of a sudden, he fell off the bed and now I'm helping him." Aurora fake smile, hugging Zayn tightly.

"Is this true." The officer question Zayn. He looked at Aurora first, she have me a death glare not to say anything. Zayn open his mouth, causing Aurora to tense, but closed it.

"Aurora Green, please step out of the room. I need to talk to him in private."

"Officer, I was little loud with Zayn, but he's perfectly fine." Aurora reasoned, but the women officer wasn't buying it.

"I'm not going to ask you again, move to the living room area, or I will make you move."

Aurora hesitant at first, but obeyed the officer wishes and left Zayn's room.

"Zayn." The officer said gently, making Zayn look at her with a small smile.

"Yes?"

"I'm officer Amy." She smile.

Zayn smiled back at Amy, her voice sooths his nervousness .

"I like your name." Zayn says bashfully, with a little giggle.

"Thank you Zayn, I really like your name too."

Zayn's heart flutter, he was so surprise that someone actually like his name. "Really!?" Zayn squeaked.

Amy smiled and patted Zayn's leg. "Yeah, it's unique and adorable for you."

"Are you going to hurt me?" Zayn questioned, looking at the floor, then back at Amy. Amy frowned and shook her head. "No? I would never do that. Does you're foster mom hit you.?"

Zayn wanted to say yes, but he was nervous that, if he said yes, we're would he go? What if he went to another foster home and it even worst that before. "No." Zayn mumbled. Amy picked off the glasses from the floor and placed it on Zayn's face.

"If you tell the truth, I promise I would find a nicer home for you." Amy kindly suggested. Zayn eyes snap to Amy, he was filled with enjoy and anxious. He wanted to believe her, but what if it wasn't a nicer home he could go to.

Zayn nervously swallowed. "Yes." He whisper.

"Yes?" Amy questioned.

"Yes, My foster mom hits me. I don't know why she doesn't like me, she doesn't let me even call her mom. Am I a bad teenager?" Zayn questioned with sadness in his eyes, looking at Amy for an answer.

Amy felt bad for Zayn, being in the foster system can be a sentence for happiness or darkness filled with utter loneliness and pain. She vows to find a better home for Zayn, he doesn't deserve this kind of treatment.

"Zayn, you're such a kind and lovely person that I am happy to have met. You are not a bad person, Aurora is a very mean lady and I will put her away until learns she learns her lesson."

"Aurora going to be very upset with me. I don't want her to be yell at me anymore."

"Don't worry Zayn, she won't hurt you again. Now do me a favor? Pack all the clean clothes you have and wait until I come get you ok?"

"Ok, thank you Amy." Zayn smiled, embracing her with a hug. Tears threaten to spill out, but Amy kept them away. She feels utterly shocked how this young man has to be treated like nothing. She's happy that she got to rescue this kid from this heartless women.

While Zayn is packing clothes in his duffel bag, Amy walks outside Zayn's room and closes it behind her and looks for Aurora in the living room, not no luck.

"Damn it." Amy whispers to herself, then she hears a sounds from the kitchen. She walks over to the kitchen to see Aurora passed out on the floor hugging a wine bottle. Amy takes out her handcuffs and put Aurora hands behind her back.

Once she finish handcuffing her. Amy takes Aurora outside and puts her in the back of the police car. Amy sighs and head back inside to get Zayn.

"You have everything ready?" Amy asks kindly to Zayn.

"Yes."

"We're are going on a little adventure to the police station ok?"

Zayn had a worry expression on his face. "Am in trouble?"

"No, it just we have to find you a better home. A family or person to be nice to you." Amy says smiling, extending her hand out and Zayn takes it.

Amy guides Zayn to the passenger seat of the police car and gets in the driver seat and speeds away. Zayn messes with the radio until here hears Is This Happiness by Lana Del Rey was filling his ears, Zayn let the song sink in into his mind. Is this really is happniess? Zayn wonders to himself. Will he be happy with a new home or will it be worst for him? The bumpy road caused Aurora to wake up in the back.

"Where the hell am I? What the hell did you say Zack!" Aurora growled.

"Please don't be mad, I just told the truth to the nice cop lady. She's taking me to a nicer home." Zayn said quickly.

"No one will never love you! You hear me! Every foster come you will go to will bring misery and sadness. You were a fool to tell the cop. No one will take a sixteen good for nothing teenager like you! No one going to say happy birthday to you on sunday, because no one cares." She barked.

"Will you just shut up Aurora before I duct tape that disgusting mouth of yours." Amy says glaring at Aurora in the rearview mirror.

Zayn felt worthless against those harsh words she spat out. He was happy that he's going away from this women, but what she said was right about no one loving him. Zayn has been in six homes, but Zayn will Always find a little slither of hope deep inside himself that one day he will find a home that people will open their hearts to him and love him for who he is.

***

At the police station Amy escorts Aurora to a jail cell, while Zayn sat on the chair on Amy's desk. Amy walk towards Zayn to see him spinning around on the chair. She laughs to herself.

Zayn spinning came to halt when he saw Amy staring at him. He felt nervous and anxious that he did something wrong.

"I'm sorry, I should've have seat on you're desk without permission. I didn't mean any trouble." Zayn says rapidly, hopping off the chair and engulfing Amy into a hug.

"Zayn I'm not mad, it's ok, you can seat on my chair if you like. No one hear in the police station is going to hurt you." Amy soothes, rubbing his back. Zayn sigh in relief letting his guard down.

"Zayn, can you tell me you're full name?"

"I only know my first name, I'm sorry, I don't even know my last name." Zayn said quietly, playing with his hair.

"It's alright, why don't you seat at my desk and open the middle drawer, there he saw a snicker candy bar, you can have, if you want it."

"Really!" Zayn smiles wide for the first time in a long time. Amy nods and Zayn quickly sat down at her desk and open the middle drawer to see a king size snicker bar. Zayn mouth watered at the sight of it.

"Can I eat the whole thing? Or you wanna share with me?" Zayn questioned Amy, ripping the wrapper off.

Amy shakes her head. "No, you can eat it all. I'm going to have a little chat with Aurora, I will be right back."

Zayn didn't pay any attention to Amy, all he could thing about was the candy bar in his hand. He hasn't eaten all day and he's happy that he can have something in his tummy.

*****

Zayn devoured the king size snicker leaving trails of chocolate all over his face. Amy came back tired and stressed from her talk with Aurora, but Amy mood changes when she was Zayn trying to lick the chocolate off his face. She grabs a tissue and gently wipes off the chocolate off Zayn's face.

"Thank you." Zayn giggles. Amy laughs. "Your welcome."

"Am I going to my new home today?"

"I don't know Zayn. I asked Aurora for your last name, but she doesn't know either I contacted child protective services, but it doesn't exist anymore according to the operator. The funding as been cut since last week."

"Does that mean, I won't have a home to go too?" Zayn questioned nervously, his bottom lip quivering.

"Of course you will have a great home, I promise to you Zayn, I will. I wanted to ask you first, are you comfortable with staying with an old friend of mine. I've known her for eight years, she an amazing person. She could never have any kids, but she's is willingly to adopt, what do you say?"

"Yeah I stay with you're friend.... You promise she won't hurt me like Aurora used to do?"

"I promise she won't hurt you, I will give her call and see what she says." Amy smiles, squeezing Zayn's gently, meaning everything is going to be ok.

*****

"Trisha, I'm happy you came! That's Zayn right over their." Amy says pointing towards her desk. Trisha followed her finger to see Zayn cleaning his glasses with his shirt.

"He's looks adorable! How old is he"

"He sixteen, but turns seventeen on Sunday, he's been thru a lot with his former foster mother, I gotten complains about loud shouting and I had to enter the premises and saw Zayn on the floor, his glasses on the floor. I'm happy that people complained about the noise, I get to help this poor child to find him a better home."

"He will be in good hands Amy, I vow to treat him with respect and protect him like, if he was my own son."

"That's wonderful to hear, Trisha, wanna go meet Zayn?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Zayn, I want you to meet Trisha, you will be staying with her. In a few days when you're settle in, we can make a new birth certificate, you guys can leave whenever you like.

Trisha hugs Amy. "Thank you so much for calling me, I will make Zayn the happiness teenager I can offer."

"Anytime Trisha, bye Zayn." Amy waves.

"Bye Amy!" Zayn says gettting up from his chair and hugging Amy. Amy hugs back and leaves to another room.

"Zayn, how about I get you settle at home and I can cool dinner and we can talk." Tries offered. Zayn simply nods.

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Trisha drives up to her house and parks it in the front. The sun sits on the broader of the horizon, as the night takes over. Zayn gets out the car and follows Trisha inside her home. Trisha home has plenty of space for two people, she lived alone for a long time, the loneliness didn't bother, but she felt like she was cursed because she couldn't get pregnant.

Zayn followed Trisha upstairs to his room, she opened the door and Zayn notice the walls were his favorite color red, but a light red that's easy on the eyes. A nice king size bed with light red bed sheets matching the walls.

"You can call me crazy for making a room for a teenager that I never had until you came. I made this room half a year ago, cuz the adoption agency promise me a teenage boy that had no parents that was going to live with me, but it was cancel at the last moment, because teenager turned eighteen and had the right to be independent." Trisha spoke sadly.

Zayn comfort her with a half hug. "I don't think you're crazy, you made this room for a teenager that would've loved this room. I'm grateful for having this nice room. My old room was dirty and I try to clean it up, but the evil women just made it more dirty and she used to hit me for no reason."

"You won't have to worry about that women anymore, you have a nicer home here and no one is going to lay finger on you in this house." Trisha reassures with a warm smile. Zayn have a big smile to Trisha.

"What about school?"

"I will register you tomorrow there's a school nearby."

"Thank you Trisha, means a lot to me to take care of me, I'm happy you took me into you're lovely home." Zayn says sitting on his newly bed admiring the room walls. Zayn looked at her Trisha, she giving him a longing stare that makes him nervous and timid.

"Did I say something wrong?" Zayn questioned nervously.

"Oh no, I'm sorry for staring it's just you don't act like a typical teenager, who are really loud and have a attitude, your personality reminds me of a child."

Zayn felt offended, he didn't know that he had to act a certain way, like the generation of teenagers that suppose be. He was always kind and sweet, it's what he wants to be.

"I'm sorry, that's who I am, a teenager who's tries to be smile thur the pain." Zayn spoke quickly. He wasn't sure if he said the right thing, he realize that he's not with Aurora, he's with Trisha now in a nicer women, but Zayn feels he needs to have his guard up because, he fears the worst of being hurt again.

"No need to apologize Zayn. What was I trying to say was that, I admire you're personality and I'm glad that you stay true to yourself."

Zayn sigh happily and is truly happy about being himself even if people think that he has a child like personality, if Trisha accepts him for who he is, then he doesn't need any permission from anyone. Zayn personality is accepted by Trisha and he fondly stares at the women that he can eventually calls her mom.

"Zayn, I have some leftover pizza in the fridge, I know, I said that I was going to cook, but your probably hunger right?"

"Starving." Zayn whisper, but Trisha manage to hear it. "Oh dear, whenever your hungry feel free to tell me. I don't want you to be hungry at all. Zayn vigorously nod and followed Trisha downstairs to the kitchen.

Zayn devoured the five slices of pizza with a two glasses of milk. Zayn been lacking food in his body, because Aurora rarely feeds him.

"Would you like another slice?" Trisha question cornered, already taking out the big box of pizza from the fridge and ready to heat it up for Zayn. Trisha already acting motherly towards Zayn, she feels a bit of sadness for the poor boy.

"I'm ok, I was just really hungry. I didn't mean to eat like a pig." Zayn say chucking, gulping the bit of milk down.

"Nonsense, you don't have to apologize, if you're still hungry there's still four more pizza's left."

"Ok, can I take a shower?"

"You don't have to ask me Zayn, this is you're home now too."

Zayn felt warm inside, knowing that this is part of his life now. No more being harshly verbally abuse and no more slaps to the face. Zayn runs upstairs and strips of his clothes and takes a warm shower, he hasn't had a warm shower in a while, he only had cold water, he would be lucky to get any hot water when he came out of school, because Aurora would use it all. Zayn honestly glad he's going to a new school, his old one was the worst with the teasing and threats to hurt him.

Zayn gets out the shower, concealing a towel around his waist and going into his duffel bag for a shirt and boxers. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Zayn shouted, throwing himself on the bed putting the covers over him.

"Just checking in, how are you feeling?" Trisha poked her head in, into Zayn's room.

"I'm doing great, I'm excited for school tomorrow."

"That's great to hear, I will pick buying you're supplies and some extra clothes for you. Once you get back from school tomorrow, you're new clothes will be in your drawer and a new book bag with full of supplies will be on you're bed."

Zayn felt a lump consuming his throat, he always dream of having a nice warm bed and a person who can provide for him. Zayn feels nothing, but happiness at this very second.

"Thank you, just thank you." Zayn croaked. He wanted to give something for his appreciation, but couldn't think of anything. Trisha gave Zayn a kiss on the forehead and tuck him in to bed.

"Goodnight, Zayn."

"Goodnight, mom."

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How was the prologue? Pretty please leave feedback, if I should continue this story. First time I'm not using first person POV.

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