Scared To Get Close (Lee Malia/ BMTH)

Chapter 1- Scared To Get Close

I'm scared to get close, and I hate being alone. I long for that feeling to not feel at all. The higher I get, the lower I'll sink, I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim.

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*Stephanie's Point of View. *

"I'm going to get another drink, do you want one?" My best friend Bella asks, shouting over the music that was blaring through the speakers inside the club.

Today was my 18th birthday, and Bella had insisted that the two of us go to a club so I can have my first legal drinks (she was 18 about 2 months ago) so here we were- of course Tom and Oli both disagreed to me coming here, but the two of them worry about me too much.

"No, I'm good! I might go home soon; you know how much my brothers worry about me!" I shout back to her to which she nods and pulls me into a quick hug saying goodbye.

Just as I'm about to walk out of the front door of the club I walk into someone.

"Shit! I'm so sorry!" I say looking up at the person "Dylan?!"

There, standing right in front of me, was my ex-boyfriend, Dylan Anderson.

"Stephanie, long time no see." He smiles at me. "How have you been?"

"I've been good, now if you excuse me, I need to leave." I say bluntly trying to push past him to which he grabs hold of my wrist, stopping me from walking off.

"Woah, at least let me talk to you first." He says making me stop trying to pull away from him and turn in his direction.

"And what do you want to talk about?" I snap, not wanting to see his face again.

"Can we talk upstairs where it's quieter?" he begs making me sigh.

"Fine." I sigh as I roll my eyes at him.

I wish I never did go upstairs; I should never have trusted him after he broke my heart, but I did.

"Dylan, what are you doing?" I ask him after we had gone upstairs into one of the rooms, it's then I notice him shutting the door before locking it.

"Something I should have done a long time ago." He grins evilly at me as he makes his way over to me.

"Dylan stop, you're scaring me." I admit to him.

"Oh Steph, you don't need to be afraid, I'm going to take great care of you." He then smirks as he slams me into the wall kissing me roughly.

"Dylan get off of me!" I yell slapping him across the face instantly regretting it.

"Oh, you're going to pay for that Stephanie." He growls before pushing me onto the bed that was in the middle of the room- which was obviously there for drunken one-night stands.

That night Dylan did something disgusting to me that I can now never forget...

...He stole my virginity.

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Bolting up from my bed, I can feel myself shaking as my breathing comes out at a fast pace. The constant nightmare, wait no, not nightmare. The constant memory of Dylan and what he did to me, I can never escape it. It haunts me in my dreams and haunts me when I'm awake, it never ends.

"Stephanie." A voice then comes from my doorway- Tom. "Steph, hey, it was just a bad dream. It's okay." he says as he comes and sits on my bed pulling me into his chest as I continue to cry and shake.

This isn't the first time it has happened. This has been happening every night since my birthday... And that was 3 months ago.

"Steph please, tell me what happened at the club on your birthday. Our parents are starting to get scared, and Oli and I are worried sick about you. When are you going to tell us the truth?" Tom begs after a few minutes of just the two of us sitting in silence hugging had passed and I had calmed down.

"Tom, I've told you, nothing happened at the club." I lie- I can't tell him the truth, I can't tell anyone the truth.

"Okay." he sighs rubbing my back before pulling out of the hug. "Well try and get some sleep, okay? Oli will be here at about 11, he's really worried about you Steph."

"I know." I sigh also feeling guilty- No, Stephanie Sykes you are not allowed to crack. No one can know about Dylan and what he did.

"I love you, okay Steph. You're my little sister, I'm not giving up on you and neither is Oli." Tom says before placing a kiss on my forehead.

"I love you too, Tom." I whisper as Tom stands up off my bed before making his way out of my room.

By now the sun was slowly starting to rise, making me think it was about 5 in the morning. Oli would be here in about 6 hours if my sense of time was right.

I hate Dylan for what he did to me. He makes me feel sick, makes me hate myself, makes me feel dirty. He's made me distant from my family and my friends. I haven't spoken to Bella since my birthday, I ignored her messages she would send me and, in the end, she gave up on me.

Me, Tom, and Oli use to be the closest group of siblings. The 3 of us would always joke around with each other, and we would tell each other everything. But now (because of Dylan) I'm scared to open myself up to them.

I'm scared to get close.

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Hey guys!

So, I just want to clear up ages first.

Oli is 24, Tom is 21 and Stephanie is 18. I think you can then work out the rest of the band's ages by using the other ages.

Although they're younger in this, it is for the sake of the story, and "That's The Spirit" is already released and Jordan is also in the band.

Anyway, I'm really hoping you have enjoyed this first chapter. Don't forget to Vote and Comment and I'll see you next chapter.

Bye!

Holly.

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