The Starbucks Girl.. (One Direction FanFiction)

At least not while i'm alive.

The Starbucks Girl.. (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter 10;

*** Chloe's Point Of View**

I woke up to the feeling of soft fingers tracing over the rather small scar on my lower hip. I turned to face him, his eyes still staring at the scar. I poked his cheek hoping Harry would  look away from the horrible scar. He giggled before looking up into my eyes, "Did Ryan do this to you?" He asked, his eyes still focused on mine. I gave a small nod, not really willing to go into detail of the horrible past. He bent down to kiss the scar, before enveloping me in a tight hug. "I promise he wont hurt you ever again." He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I knew Harry was being serious, Harry wouldn't let anybody hurt me, i felt safe with him.

"Let's get some breakfast." He said, climbing out of his bed. "I'll be down in a minute." i said walking towards the bathroom, he gave a small nod before exiting the room. I looked down at the horrible scar, memories flooding over me. This one was one of the worsts.

"Where were you?!" Ryan yelled, anger pouring out of him. "I was at my brothers house." i managed to say, holding back my fear. "Get into the bedroom." He said, his dark eyes burning into mine. "I-i have to go get something at the post office." i lied, turning on my heel towards the door. "Shut the fuck up, and get into the damn bedroom." He yelled, grabbing my wrist pulling me into the bedroom, locking the door behind him.  He began to strip, not taking his eyes off of me. "Take your clothes off." He demanded, walking over to me. "n-no." i said, beginning to cry. I knew what he was about to do, he was going to rape me. "What bitch?!" Ryan yelled, smacking me across the face, anger still very alive in his voice. He took control of me, hitting me every time i did something wrong. He taped my mouth shut, He thrusted too hard and to fast for my small body to manage, he dug his nails into the skin of my hip, smirking  as he saw the specks of blood. He crawled on top of me, his knee digging into my hip, i gasped for air, i could no longer breathe, he dug his knee furthur into my hip until i felt the fradgil bone crack. I screamed in pain, i could no longer take this anymore."

"Chloe?" Harry asked, walking into the bathroom, i looked up at him, my tears sliding down my cheeks. "Baby, don't cry." Harry said, pulling me into a tight hug, his hand rubbing up and down my back. "You're shaking." He whispered in my ear, pulling away to look at me. He whipped away a few of the last tears with his thumb, "Chloe, i promise you, he will never touch you again, not even lay his disgusting eyes on you, at least not while i'm alive." Harry said, staring into my eyes. A smile sprawled across my face, as he hugged me again. Harry would protect me.

***

"What should we do today?" Emerson asked, looking up from her phone. "Ice skating!" Niall yelled, tossing the ball into the air. "Great, we'll shower and then be back over here by like 7?" Emerson said, waving goodbye to the 5 boys sprawled across the floor before exiting with me following behind.

"I'm going to shower" i told Emerson, tossing my phone onto the bed. "Shh, i'm watching Criminal Minds" Emerson stated, before getting under the covers of my bed and continuing to watch our favorite TV show.  Agent Morgan, mmm mm mm.

I got out of the shower to find a sleepy Emerson snoozing away on my bed. I tossed on a tank top and some shorts, before snuggling real close to Emerson and snapping a picture.

To: Niall the sexiest guy ever

Jealous? ;) xx

I sent the photo, waiting for his reply.. knowing he's jealous.

From: Niall the sexiest guy ever

Hmm, don't know.. are you? ;)