Andy Calder

Delilah

Louis was pretty quiet during the ride home. I couldn't help but notice his side glances at me.

"So, anything interesting happen while I was gone for a day?" I ask.

"A day? Andy, you were gone for three days," he said, a worried expression covered his face.

"I don't remember being there for three days. I remember getting there, going to sleep, and waking up. One day," I said.

This made Louis even more nervous. I glanced down at my shirt and realized it wasn't the same one Giles have to me. This one was different.

"Why is your shirt ripped?" Louis asks.

"M-my dad tried to rip it off me and rape me, but Giles stopped him," I say, still trying to process what happened.

"Giles? Who's that?" he asks.

"El will explain later," I say," Louis, I need to get a new shirt before we get home."

He nods and makes a turn. We stop at a dollar store and buy a black T-shirt in my size. It will have to do for now. El can't figure out that he burned me again.

I stayed quiet the rest of the way home. Louis talked about the mayhem that happened in the house while I was gone.

"Liam was the worst of all. He kept saying it was his fault that you locked your door, and he should have tried harder to save you," Louis says.

I shake my head no. That doesn't sound like the Liam I know.

Once we got back to the house, I slowly get out of Louis's car and follow him inside. He opens the door and announces that we are home. Only three boys rush to meet us. Niall, Zayn, and Harry all wrap me in a hug. Tears stream down their faces. I have to force myself not to cry with them.

"Guys," I cut off their blabbering," Where's El?"

Niall sends me a soft smile before putting his hand on my back and leading me to the living room. El and Liam are asleep on the couch. El's eyes were still puffy from crying. I squat down next to them and carefully shake El awake.

"Louis, stop," she whines.

"El, it's me," I whisper.

Her eyes flutter open. She smiles when she sees my face.

"You need to tell us exactly what happened, right now," El demands.

The boys all nod in agreement. At this point, Liam has woken up as well and sits between El and Niall.

"I honestly can't remember," I say.

They all look at me like I'm lying.

"I remember getting there and seeing my dad. Then I went to sleep and only woke up when he came into my room. He tried to hurt me, but Giles stopped him," I say.

El visibly relaxed at the mention of Giles's name.

"Who is Giles?" Louis asks again.

"Giles is pretty much our security guard when we are around my father. He has worked with my father for years. He only stays with him to make sure nothing bad happens to Andy and me," El explains.

I explained why he kidnapped me and that he was going to turn my father in. They all nod at my statement.

"You are sure you don't remember anything else?" El quizzes me.

I nod and look at the floor.

"Then come with me, I'm going to make sure he didn't leave any marks on your body," El says, standing up.

"No!" I yell and jump to my feet.

"Why not?" She asks in a serious tone.

"Because I don't want you to!" I argue.

She rolls her eyes and grabs my wrist. I fight back and don't let her pull me as easily. Finally, I break free of her and run in the opposite direction. I was getting pretty far away, but two hands grab my arms and lift me up. I look to my sides and see Zayn and Louis. I kick and try to get them to drop me, but they don't until we are in front of El. Even then, they don't let go. El lifts up my shirt, careful not to pull it up too high in front of the boys. All that is shown is my slut circle.

I hear a gasp from behind me. I look over my right shoulder to see Niall looking at my back in shock.

"What is it Niall?" El asks as she get up to look for herself.

I flinch when she gasps.

"He did it again?!" She snaps.

I don't answer her. My eyes squeeze shut in hope of the moment passing. I feel the two boys release my arms and I pull my shirt back down. I fall to my knees, not able to hold my tears back any longer.

"You knew he did this and you didn't tell me?" El asks with an accusing tone.

I stand back up and turn to face her.

"Why would I want to tell you?! Why would I want to relive the pain of LIAR being BURNED into my back?! Why would I want to relive my own father telling me to get the boys money for him?! Why would I want to relive waking up to him calling me a slut and ripping my shirt open?! Why would I want to do any of that?! What's worse is that I don't know what happened between those two points, but you wouldn't believe me if I told you all this. YOU WOULDN'T!" I scream before running to my room.

I slam my door behind me but don't lock it. They fixed it while I was gone, but they didn't fix the window. I sit on my bed, my back against the head board. My knees press to my chest and I feel small but safe. I hear a knock on the door.

"Please go away," I sob.

The person doesn't listen. My door creaks open. I cringe at the sound. The person sits on my bed and I glance up at them.

"You're really brave you know," Harry says," I've known that since the day I met you. You weren't afraid to put us in our places. You aren't afraid of people."

I shake my head, not leaving my ball position. He moves closer to me and wraps an arm around my shoulders.

"I was scared to death while you were gone," he says.

I look up at him with confusion.

"You don't think I was scared?" he chuckles," Well, I was. I was terrified that we wouldn't get to see you again. All of us were. We were realizing what an impact you have made on our lives. Zayn was so fidgety without his cigarettes. Niall was always up here in your room. Liam just sat on the couch and watched the news reports about you. Louis was always out searching the streets. El was always checking her phone and pacing."

I snuggled into him a little more. I needed his comfort.

"I wasn't able to think or eat. I was always on Twitter watching to see if anyone had seen you," he shakes his head.

I wrapped one of my arms around his torso and leaned my head on his chest.

"I was scared too. I just forced myself not to show it," I said quietly.

He kissed the top of my head.

"You know who wouldn't stop calling us?" he asked.

"No, who?" I ask, completely confused.

"Tommy. That boy saw that you were missing, and he instantly started calling us. He has such strong feelings for you Andy," Harry's voice sounded like music in my ear.

"I will have to call him tomorrow," I say.

I yawn and snuggle into Harry even more. He starts singing Hey There Delilah. I drift off to the sound of his voice. I'm still safe. I am.

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(A/N)

This is just kind of a filler chapter the next one will be too but something kinda important is going to happen in the next chapter so stay tuned! I will post that chapter later today!

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-Gabby