Nefarious [h.s]

Chapter 7.

A/N

Hey bros. Can we just take a moment to look and admire how they both look like goddesses. Like damn. Can they both just marry me?

Anyways, play the song when you see *

see you on the other side

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Today is awful. I just wanted to lay in bed forever and stay there without a care in the world.

I woke up this morning sore from that.. beating.. I took on yesterday. Nothing is too noticeable luckily. There is only dark bruising on my knees and wrists. My cheek feels a bit bruised but it hasn't changed in color which is good. The only thing is the cut on my cheek but it is small so I don't think it will be noticeable unless they are paying close attention.

I got up, showered, did the usual routine.

Dylan was upset because I didn't go to the store yet this week. I tried to explain that a lot has been happening. He wasn't having it.

Then our lights went out. So Dylan was upset because he said I was supposed to pay the electricity bill. I swear, I thought I did.

So I was already running late for work, I was rushing. So I get pulled over causing me to be even more late.

So like I said... today is awful.

"Ella! Come on! Get on set!" The director screams. I pull down the sleeves to the red dress to cover my bruised wrists before heading onto set.

We have to film a scene today of a Ball. Men all wearing black and white Tuxedos. The ladies wearing light colored dresses.

People all dance with their dates around the room. But in the very center of the room dances a couple. The man in a fancy black tux and the lady, me, in a red dress. The couple sticks out from everyone. They are in their own little world dancing in the center of the room while everyone else dances around them

The thing is, the couple in the center have to really click. The cameras will be directly on them.

The problem is that the original guy I was going to dance with, we don't click at all. No chemistry. So the crew thought they should switch out the guy for Dylan because he's my boyfriend so there has to be chemistry.

So that's what we are trying now.

"Okay, ready... and.. Action!" The director signals. Standing before me is Dylan.

Dylan goes straight in, grabbing my hand harshly causing me to flinch. I'm hoping it wasn't too noticeable.

I slightly lift my head, making eye contact with him. I never realized how hard it is for me to keep eye contact with people until now.

I'm hoping this looks believable because I don't want to do this again.

Dylan stares down at me. His eyes hold no emotion at all. His eyes cold and dark.

I snap my head away. Him staring at me is too much. I always feel like I'm in trouble even when I haven't done anything wrong. I look around the room trying to distract myself.

In front of the set stands Lynn. She looks sad. Why is she so sad? Did I do something wrong?

In the center of the room stand Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Harry. All dressed in their usual black attire.