Threats C.H (Part 1)

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"Hugh, just leave me alone" you muttered before pushing him away and walking toward the parking lot; you jumped into your friend's car and she started to drive away as you saw Ansel get out of the building and wink at you. You let out a heavy sigh and your friend looked at you with sympathy; "he won't just let it go?" she asked you and you shook your head; "No he won't; I don't know what I did to him or when I ever made him feel like I had a crush on him because I really don't and now he says he just wants to take me on a date and I really, really, really don't want that" you answered with a disgusted tone.
Ansel was just a dickhead and for some reason he had convinced himself that you wanted to be with him, which you really didn't. He'd been following you pretty much everywhere for the past week, constantly telling you that you'd end up agreeing to go on a date with him anyway. You didn't think much of it at first but he'd started to become really oppressive lately; backing you up onto your locker, brushing his hand over your bum, forcing his lips on your cheek at the most unexpected moments... And each time you pushed him away, he grabbed your forearm and warned you not to do that again.
You shook you head and decided to try and forget about him as your friend dropped you off in front of your house. You unlocked the door and quickly made your way over to the stairs, clearly avoiding your brother, Ashton, as he was surely hanging out with his hot friends again.
"(Y/N)?" you heard him call from the living room and you closed your eyes tightly as you turned around; "yeah?" you asked hoping he wouldn't bother you any further and just let you live your own life. "Come here for a second" he demanded and you knew better than to fight with your brother when his friends were here so you reluctantly made your way over to the living room. He was sitting on the sofa, a joint between his fingers as he passed it over to Luke; Michael and Calum were sat on the floor, a bottle of beer in their hands as they both greeted you.
"What is happening with Ansel?" your brother asked you and your eyes immediately widened; "what- what do you mean?" you asked and your voice was shaking. The other boys were back to watching the TV, clearly not interested in what was happening except for Calum who didn't get his eyes off of you. You blushed deeply as you tried to not look at him; "I mean what is happening with Ansel? I saw you two talking in the hallway and I think I warned you not to get involved with him in any way... What the hell are you doing with him?" he reiterated and you felt your hands starting to shake as anger took over your body.
First that boy was on your back every single minute of every day and now your brother was going to be a pain in the ass about it too. "Nothing's happening with Ansel, just leave me alone and live your own life Ashton" you answered harshly before turning around and walking to the stairs and up to your room. "Do not talk to me like that!" you heard him yell as you collapsed face first on your bed.
You screamed in your pillow for a good minute before grabbing your phone and dialing your best friend's number. "Ashton thinks that I'm flirting with Ansel! He fucking thinks that I'm flirting with him for god sake!" you yelled as soon as she answered the call. "He just humiliated me in front of his friends once again... I mean if I could I'd just kick Ansel so hard in the balls...Argh" you groaned in frustration and you heard your friend chuckle on the other end of the line.
"Why don't you?" she asked absentmindedly; "he... he scares me, (Y/BF/N)" you admitted quietly as your whole body started to shake in fear. "He's just so determined and I don't know... He threatened me a few times and I don't know how far he's ready to go to get me to agree to go on that damn date with him" you added before rolling around on your back.
Your mouth immediately fell open as you saw Calum leaning on your doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at you intently. "Hum, I have to go, I'll call you back" you mumbled before ending the call and putting your phone on the bed; "w-what are you doing here?" you asked, hoping he didn't hear the whole conversation because if he told your brother you knew it'd get really ugly.
"He threatened you?" he hissed through gritted teeth and you noticed that his biceps were flexed. "No, no he just... Just let it go, Calum" you answered before getting up and grabbing the doorknob; you then slowly pushed the door toward him to indicate that you wanted him to leave. He stopped it before it could close completely and forcefully shoved it open again before looking at you with angry eyes; "Do not fucking lie to me!" he screamed and you were afraid your brother would hear him but he continued. "What did that fucker say to you?" he asked and his tone made it very clear there was no way you could get away with a lie.
"He didn't... He just... He said things like if I didn't agree to go on a date with him he'd find another way to spend alone time with me and that I probably wouldn't like it..." You confessed and your eyes dropped to the floor.
"What else?" he demanded and you lifted your eyes to see his face starting to redden; his fists were tightly clenched and you weren't sure you could tell him the worst part of the story. "What else did he fucking say, (Y/N), I'm not going to ask a third time" he harshly repeated and you jumped a little at his tone. "He just... Oh god, he said that if I didn't learn how to shut my mouth he'd shove something down my throat that was big enough to make me choke." You answered, totally unable to look at him in the eyes.
"Please don't tell my brother, I'll sort it out but if you tell Ashton it's not going to end well at all, you know that Calum, you know how bad he can be, I'll take care of it" you started to beg; "You won't take care of anything you stay the fuck away from him, do you hear me, (Y/N)? I won't tell Ashton but I swear if I see you near him again..." he left his sentence unfinished but gave you a meaningful look before turning around and leaving your room.
You arrived at school the next day and went straight to your locker, your eyes focused on your steps as you walked past your brother's friends. You opened the metallic door and started to take out some books when you felt a hand on your waist, turning you around and backing you into the locker next to yours. "Hey, sweetie" Ansel breathed on your face; "Get away from me, I swear Ansel if you keep harassing me I'll-" you started but stopped when one of his hands came to rest on your throat. "Are you threatening me, Princess? What will you do, hmm?" he asked with a smirk and you felt like throwing up.
Both his hands suddenly left your body and he was shoved against the wall beside you by a tall and brown haired boy that you immediately recognized. "You want me to tell you what will happen if you keep doing that, buddy?" Calum hissed as his hand were still tightly wrapped around Ansel's neck; "I'll fucking kill you, that's what's going to happen! I'll fucking kill you and I'll make sure you actually go through hell before you let out your last breath. I'll say it once; you stay the fuck away from her... I want you to look at your feet every time she walks through this hallway from now on, am I clear? If you even just look at her for a second, you're dead. If you accidentally brush your hand over her bum once more, you're dead. If I see you walk in front of her house again, you're dead... Do I carry on the list or do you get the general idea?" Calum asked and Ansel nodded hastily as he started to have trouble breathing correctly.
"Good" Calum said before releasing him; he turned to you and protectively wrapped an arm around you before walking you to your first class. "Thanks, Calum" you murmured as you finally pulled yourself together. "No problem" he said, smiling down at you before giving you a warm hug and walking away. You admired his tall figure for a moment as you started to wonder how he knew all of the things Ansel used to do; you then shook your head and entered the classroom.

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