Chapter 7

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Louis

Harry and I walked into a cozy looking cafe. There were a lot of pictures and paintings hanging on the walls.

Averting my eyes from a beautiful painting of a sunset, I was met with Harry, who was smiling fondly. He quickly looked away.

We sat down at a table. There was a vase with red hydrangea, placed in the middle of the table.

"What do you want to drink Lou?"

"I think I'll just get a coffee..." Harry Chuckled before passing me the menu.

A waiter came to us, asking for our order. "hello. I'd like a Flat White with a Vanilla shot and..." He said before looking at me. I just pointed at what I wanted. "He'd have a Mocha. Can we also get a roasted turkey sandwich, please? Thank you." I looked at Harry a little surprised.

He noticed my expression once the waiter leaves. "I heard your stomach growling" He said with a grin. I looked down a little embarrassed as he chuckles. "So... How have you been Lou?"

I don't know what snapped in me, "So now you care? You just went missing for a whole week! Now you suddenly care how I've been? Did you see that I called you. What if something had happened and I needed you?" I quickly realised how I spoke. " I'm sorry Harry." I said looking down at my lap.

"I'm sorry Lou. I just needed time to figure things out. That night just messed me up a little. I needed space. I'm sorry..." There was a few minutes of silence before he spoke again. "Did you really need me that day?"

"I called you to invite you to the movies with Z and Li. But I did need you Harry. Multiple times. Z has been working a lot, especially because of that new magazine thing. And Liam has been busy too."

"So you just needed me because you were lonely?" He said with a scoff.

"I needed you because I missed you. I missed your jokes, your cooking, your laugh. I missed your presence, Harry. I missed you..."

It's only been a week but I missed him so much. We weren't best friends but it's always nice to have Harry around.

He placed his hand on mine. "I missed you too Lou"

The waiter brought us our drinks and sandwich. His hand remained on mine as we drank our coffee.

I eventually removed my hand to grab the sandwich but not forgetting to give him a smile. I ate half of it before extending my arm to him.

"Eat." He looked confused before smiling. He ate the other half while I played with one of his hands. "It would be pretty if you paint your nails" I said softly. Harry just hummed.

I stopped my movements when reality hit me right in the face.

Of course. How did I forget.

The ring on Harry's finger stared right back at me.

"Thanks for the coffee Harry." I said before quickly grabbing my shopping bags and leaving a very confused Harry behind

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It was 9 pm. I had dinner with Zayn before he left to the bar. I was in my room staring at the ceiling when my phone started to ring.

"Loueh! Get your arse here lad!"

"Niall, what's wrong with your accent? Why are you talking so weird?"

"I'm not being weird bro."

"Bro? Seriously? Where are you?"

"I'm at the bar near the park. Drunk as fuck. You should come here. There's this hot girl you might like." I visibly cringed but Niall doesn't know that.

"Niall can you please call a cab and get home?"

"Noooo Louuuuu you've been looking so down for a week. Come onnnnn. It will be funnnnn."

I had enough of his whining, so I agreed to go. Zayn would kill me if he knew.

I changed into black skinny jeans and a pink t shirt. I felt a little cute wearing pink. It wasn't something I would usually wear.

I quickly called a cab and left the house.

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"MATEEEEE" Niall screamed into my ear, hugging me.

"Niall stop screaming in my ear!"

"SORRYYY!" I rolled my eye and took a seat at the bar. I just pray to god this isn't the bar Z works at. What was I thinking when I decided to come here. "The hot girl is over there. The one wearing that tight red dress."

"I don't care Niall. I'm not here to find anyone."

"Aww atleast have a drink Lou" He said pushing a glass of, I dont know what, towards me. If he wasn't my Niall, I would have thought he was trying to drug me.

I've never drank before but it's really tempting right now. I had so much going on in my mind that I just wanted an escape. This was probably it.

Without another thought, I downed the glass. I look up to see Niall staring at me in shock before starting to laugh. "That's the spirit mate!"

I drank drink after drink. I didn't know I was so drunk until I stood up to go pee. "Whoa damn!" The whole world was spinning. I probably wasn't standing straight. But I needed to pee.

I slowly and not so steadily found my way to the restroom. After doing my business and washing my hands, I stood leaning against a wall.

"Hey pretty boy. Need help?" I head a voice next to me. I couldn't clearly see his face but it's not like I would recognise him anyway.

I tried talking but I could make out proper words. I heard him chuckle before I felt his arm wrap around my waist. It felt like we have been walking for a while but in reality we had taken 2 proper steps.

Things were quite blur. The next thing I knew, My face was pressed against a counter and there was a dude standing behind me. I expected him to help me up but that didnt happen.

I felt a hand on my back that was pushing me down. OH FUCK LOUIS GET INTO YOUR SENSES. YOU DIDN'T TRIP AND MIRACULOUSLY FALL ON THE COUNTER.

I struggled to get him away from me when his hand came to the front of my pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped it. I tried kicking him and trashing around but my strength was nothing compared to his. My drunk state didn't help either.

He pulled down my jeans and ripped off my t shirt. Doesn't anyone else use the fucking restroom in the bar?

I found myself becoming more and more sobber. I started crying for help. He flipped me around and landed a harsh slap on my cheek. The stinging feeling made me quiet for a moment before sobbing again.

He grabbed my throat and leaned into my face "Shut up or I swear to god I will slit your throat once I'm done with you." And that was scary enough to shut me up. "Keep a hand our your mouth" I stared at him, sniffling. "NOW" I flinched, quickly doing what I was asked. "Not a single sound." His voice was very threatening. I was a trembling mess.

This was it I was gonna lose my virginity to some random guy in the restroom of a bar. I should have stayed home. I should have just cried myself to sleep.

I felt his disgusting hand on my boxer covered crotch. I squirmed at the VERY uncomfortable feeling.

I felt so fucking disgusting. I felt used. I felt dirty. I need him off me. Now.

Please Z. Just show up here. Tell me you work here. Safe me please.

I felt his finger tug at the waistband of my boxers. I had to atleast try. I can't let this happen without a fight.

I moved my leg in a way to be able to kick his crotch. I was about to do it when he was suddenly pulled off of me.

There.

Once again, Blue met Green.

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