"Abby wake up." I heard Harry say as I fluttered my eyes open to see Harry watching me. I closed my eyes again and tossed over on my side. "Nope wake up." He said pulling me into him.
"Mmm I don't wanna get up." I said rolling back over to meet his green eyes.
"As cute as you are when you sleep you need to wake up." He said smiling.
"Wait you were watching me sleep?" I questioned.
"Um uh no. Just for a few minutes." He said as his cheeks got a light pink colour to them.
"Well that's not creepy at all." I said chuckling a little as I sat up and stretched my arms out.
"You talk in your sleep." Harry said laughing.
"I do? What did I say?" I asked looking at him with my eyebrows furrowed.
"Yes. You said 'No! Please don't! Stop! Don't touch me!'" Harry said furrowing his brows.
"Oh." Was all I said as I looked down.
"What were you dreaming about Abby?" He asked me as I looked up and locked eyes with him.
"When two guys would always beat me. Once they almost raped me and would have if it wasn't for my best friend spotting them." I sighed breaking eye contact with Harry.
"They what?!" He shouted and I shrunk down, afraid he would hurt me like they had.
"Please Harry." I said quietly looking at him with fear.
"I'm sorry. I just can't think of anyone ever hurting you." Harry said sighing.
"I know but they can't hurt me ever again because I have you and the others." I said smiling shyly. Harry looked at me and smiled.
"Never will they ever hurt you again." He said placing his arm on my shoulders and kissed my forehead. I heard someone clear their throat and I snapped my head up in the direction of the sound.
"Can you get out of my room please." Zayn said looking at Harry with a bit of anger in his eyes.
"Oh sorry yeah." Harry said smiling at me before leaving the room. Zayn walked over to me and sat down next to me. He stared at me for a moment.
"How come you didn't tell me?" Zayn asked sounding somewhat hurt.
"What are you taking about?" I asked looking at him in confusion.
"Why didn't you tell me you were almost raped and that some guys used to abuse you?" He asked looking into my eyes.
"I-I didn't want to tell anyone about it. I don't ever talk about it. My mum didn't even know about it." I said looking down at my feet.
"But you told Harry." He said with hurt in his voice.
"Yes but it's not like I just told him randomly. I had a bad dream and he wanted to know what it was about." I said in defense.
"But why didn't you tell me?" He asked again his tone had a tint of anger in it.
"Because I don't like to talk about it to anyone! Harry asked me what I had a nightmare about because I was talking in my sleep so I told him! Don't get mad at me because I actually, for once, opened up to someone instead of bottling it all up like I always do!" I shouted, anger building up in me. He is not going to get mad at me for something like this!
"If you ever feel depressed and need someone to talk to you can came to me." He said as his tone softened up and he had a look of guilt in his eyes.
"Thanks." I said smiling, feeling relaxed by the fact that he wasn't angry anymore.
"I'm always here." He smiled back before pulling me into him.
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Stalked
FanfictieAbby is a typical girl, nothing extraordinary. She's just like every other girl. Only there is one difference, she is being stalked and soon gets kidnapped by a famous pop star.