*Luna's POV*
I stood in the closet just staring at myself in the mirror. I felt disgusted with myself and how I could let Louis do that to me. I ran my hand over my face and sighed before putting my hair up into a messy bun.
As I lifted my hair, I could see it. clear as day, on my neck. The purple and blue love bite Louis left on me yesterday. My face grew angry, and I left my room slamming the door. I walked down the hallway knowing Louis was still asleep while the others (Except for Zayn) were at work.
I swung the door open, and it slammed into the wall behind it. I then slammed the door shut and Louis jumped in his sleep, waking up.
"What the hell?" He groaned as he rubbed his eyes.
"Don't 'what the hell' me Louis!" I screamed as I walked closer to the bed.
"Oh Luna, what can I do for you love?" He asked smiling at me.
I pulled my hair back, unblocking the view of the love bite.
"Look! Look what you fucking did! Oh my god I swear if Zayn fucking finds out I will fucking end you!" I growled as I punched him over the covers.
"I've done like you said and not told him! But how is he going to believe me now with this!?" I screamed gesturing towards the bruise.
All he did was smirk at me and told me to cover it up with makeup. That it would be fine.
"You know what? Fuck you! I'm going to tell him what you've been doing to me Louis!" I said a bit quieter.
I turned to open the door, but he jumped from the bed and tackled me to the ground, sitting on me. He pinned my arms above my head, and I squirmed under his grip.
"Let me go you asshole!"
"Fine go tell him. Just remember what I told you I'd do if you did." he said smirking.
He let go of my hands and got off me, I stayed laying there thinking about it. I couldn't tell him, Louis was right. Fuck I hated him! I picked myself up off the floor and straightened out my outfit.
"I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU WANKER!" I screamed as I left his room, slamming the door once again. As I walked out of the room, I bumped into Zayn and he grabbed my arms.
"Everything okay baby?" He asked confused.
"Just fucking hate him." I growled.
He tilted his head to the side, and I pulled away, fixing my hair in front of the bruise. Fucking Louis!
I groaned as I walked past him. "I just need a few more minutes and then we can go."
I walked into our bathroom, slamming the door behind me before walking over to the sink vanity and gripping onto it tightly. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my brain as I searched for my concealer. I slammed each drawer shut after no success and sat down against it crying hysterically.
Zayn came rushing in and pulled me into his chest.
"Luna?! Luna, you've got to breathe!" He yelled but I just couldn't. I gripped into his jacket and buried my face into his chest. The tears kept coming, my breathing not getting any better until he placed me onto the floor.
"Get the fuck out of here!" Zayn hissed but I couldn't see who it was towards.
I laid there on the floor in the fetal position for about a good 20 minutes until I regained my breathing abilities. Zayn sat there, rubbing my back the entire time, probably trying to understand what was wrong with me.
I lifted my head slowly and stood up walking over to the mirror, Zayn followed close behind. I ran the water and put some over my face to try to hide the fact that I had been crying but it didn't do much help.
I looked over by my toothbrush when my concealer caught my eye. I looked at Zayn through the mirror.
"Please- Give me like 5 more minutes." I begged.
He didn't say anything but nodded as he kissed my cheek and before leaving. I finished getting ready, covering up the stupid love bite Louis left me and walked out towards the Livingroom where Zayn was sitting, one leg over the other, scrolling through his phone.
I cleared my throat, and he looked up at me and smiled.
"Ready Love?" he asked as he stood up and took my hand before we left.
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We sat at the table waiting for the cake taster to bring the plate of cake flavors for us to try.
'Louis please stop! Please! I don't- I don't want to do this!
Cum for me then princess.'
"You alright Luna?" Zayn asked, snapping me back to reality. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, getting rid of the pictures that flooded my mind of everything that happened yesterday.
"Never better." I sighed as I forced a smile.
All Zayn did was shake his head. I grabbed his hand and smiled at him, "Please Zayn. I am fine. Let's just enjoy today, okay?" I asked.
We probably tried about 20 different flavored cakes while we were there. I smiled as Zayn finished tasting the last one.
"What do you think Luna?" He asked me.
"I really like the vanilla." I replied.
"I guessed so. I know you hate chocolate cake and you're not really into any fancy flavors."
"mmmm you know me so well Mr. Malik." I said leaning over to kiss him.
Zayn went to go pay for the cake after we decided on the style and flavor then we left to go home. I closed my eyes trying to relax myself before we got home, and I had to face reality again.
"Are you sure-"
"I swear to fuck Zayn if you ask me if I'm okay I will get out of this car and walk home." I growled, not opening my eyes.
The rest of the car ride was silent, and I was okay with that. We got out of the car and held hands as we made our way inside. We were greeted by an angry Louis.
"Zayn, Leave. The boys are waiting for you." Louis said and I tensed up, gripping harshly onto his hand.
"Louis, I was planning on taking Luna-"
"NOW ZAYN!" He roared and Zayn closed his eyes, taking his hand away from mine slowly.
He grabbed my cheeks and looked into my eyes. "I will be back soon Love, I promise." he whispered as he kissed me.
He shook his head at Louis as he left the house. I turned, getting ready to walk away when I felt his hand grab my throat and he started dragging me to the room.
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