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"Please don't hurt me"-8

"Emily... What happened?" 

He looked at me, and I didn't know if he had tears in his eyes, or if they just shined. I shook my head and looked down. 

"Nothing it...it was just a kiss, nothing else." I whispered, and hoped that he didn't get mad. He didn't. He reacted worse. He didn't say anything. He just looked at me and stood up from the bed. 

"Like ours kiss? Was it also just a kiss?" I could hear the disappointment in his voice. A tear fell from my eye. 

"No, no! It was nothing like ours....it just, sort of happened. I...I can't explain." I knew how pathetic it sounded. I knew that he didn't believe me. But on the other side, why should he?  

"Fine, if you can't explain then.." a tear fell from his eye, I swear I saw it. It made me feel even worse. "..nothing, just, just..I'll go again." he said as another tear fell from his eye, and he slammed the door behind him. I lay down on the bed with my head smashed in the pillow and cried my lungs out. I always ruined everything for myself.  

I sat up.

There were no more tears left inside me. Nothing. I was empty. No tears, no feelings, nothing at all. My head was exploded of all the thoughts that was going on, and my stomach killed me. If this was how being lovesick really felt, then I'd rather die.  

I could hear a knock on the door, and Harry came in.  

"Love, we're going to buy some food and stuff like that. Zayn is going to be with you and take care of you. But it would be the best if you just left him alone, he just found out that his girlfriend cheated on him, and he isn't in the best mood." he said and gave me a kiss on my cheek. 

"Wow, you really are warm...try to take a nap, babe. We'll be back in a few hours. Maybe even only an hour." he said and smiled. He closed the door behind him and left me alone in the bedroom again. I could hear their car start outside and drive away.  

Perfect.  

Alone again. I felt like the thought would win over me. Like they would eat me up from inside. I felt like a demon was inside me and I couldn't do what I wanted and think what I wanted. I walked out of the room, I wanted to take some water, my throat was so dry because of all the crying.  

I saw Zayn sitting in the kitchen with his head resting in his hands.  

"Zayn...are  you okay?" he looked up, and I saw that his eyes were red from crying.  

"Leave me alone." he cut me of angry, but as stupid as I were, I didn't. I kept asking him what was wrong, and asking him if I could help him. "Emily! Leave. me. alone!"

"But are you sure you don't w...-" he jumped up from the chair and walked over to me and slammed his hand in the table.  

"For Gods sake woman! Leave me alone!" he yelled at me and I saw a side of him I've never seen before. His eyes were dark, just as dark as Harrys in my nightmare. It scared me. He scared me. I didn't know what he could do, and since we were alone in the house, he could do whatever he wanted.  

"Don't hurt me." the words escaped my mouth, and his face expression changed. It changed from sad/mad to angry. 

"So you think I want to hurt you?!" I should had listened to Harry. I should had avoid him. "Maybe I want to now!" he yelled and pushed me so I fell backwards and hit my bum really hard on the floor. He jumped on me and roughly pulled the t-shirt and boxers off me. I tried to fight against him, but that only made him more violent. He held my wrists so tight that I weren't even sure if the blood could float through my veins.