choose me

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 is finally here.It's still in Ellie's and Louis' POV.I'm sorry for the turn of the events.Love you all.

-G. xx

Warning: rape,swearing.READ WITH CAUTION.
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~A few hours prior.~

Ellie's POV

-"I need a drink."i say,tears threatening to spill from my eyes.I knew now why Louis was avoiding me.I'm a monster.I'm a fucking slut.Emily was right.I'm selfish.

I get up from the table and stumble through the crowd.I was drunk out of my mind.But I needed something else.A strong drink.The boys were not visible from the bar,so that's good because I can't face them right now.

-"A tequila please.Straight."I slurr at the barman.

-"Miss,I think you had enough."he says and hands me a glass of water.I push it away,tears spilling from my eyes.

-"I said a straight tequila."i growl.

-"Give her what she wants.I'll pay."a man said,next to me.I look at him for a second.He looked a little more years older than me,maybe 4 or 5.He was not that handsome,but hey,who am I to refuse a free drink.

-"Thank you kind sir."i laugh.The barman went to the other side of the counter to serve other people.

-"You're welcome gorgeous."he winks and hands me my drink,but I didn't miss the little sachet he put back in his pocket.

-"What's that?"I say,pointing to his pocket and taking a hold of the glass.

-"Just a little something to make you feel better."he smiles.

-"Oh well,that's definitly what I need."i say and take a big gulp of my drink.He was watching me intently,like expecting some kind of reaction.

I felt suddenly very clouded and over-whelmed.And really sleepy.I put my hand on my head.

-"My head hurts."i say.

-"Miss,who can take you home?Do you have a ride?"the barman says.

-"I'll take her home,I'm an old friend."the mysterious man says.I frown,convinced that I don't know the man.But my head was hurting like a bitch and I couldn't bother the lads again.

-"Please."i say drunkily.He puts an arm around my shoulder and guides me towards the exit of the bar.I lean on him.He smelled like cigaretts and my first thought was that Harry smelled like vanilla and I much prefered his sent.

We walk to a parking at the back of the club and I see a black car there,supposed It's his.He opens the passanger door for me and I climb in the car.It smelled like cigarettes.My head was pounding and I felt so overwhelmed.

-"Yeah,so I live-"i say but he interrupts me by putting a hand on my thigh.The touch didn't feel as gentle as when it was Niall's.

-"Don't worry about that."he says and starts driving.I felt my eyes starting to close and maybe taking nap for a minute didn't matter.I put my head on the window and instantly let my eyes close and I fall asleep.It felt nicer when I was laying on Zayn's chest.

I wake up by the car stopping.My head was still hurting,but not that much anymore.I was still drunk,but not that much.I raise my head from the window.

I look out and don't see Harry's big house.Instead,it was a very not well lighten street.It seemed deserted.

-"Uhm,so I don't live here."i say quietly."But it's fine,I can walk."I reach for the handle but it was locked.

I turn to the man.