Bad Boy vs. Tomboy (Harry Styles) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 13

Chloe P.O.V

I groaned as I woke up in what's looks to be a bedroom. I feel like shit! My body was aching and I had a major headache. My stomach was in knots. It wasn't like as if you were nervous it was as if it was in actual knots. I lifted my shirt up and winced as I saw a bandages around my waist. My eyes widened when I saw bruises all over my stomach! Or shall I say eye because as I felt a bandage over my left eye, keeping me from seeing. But that wasn't the issue as of now. Where the hell am I?!

Memories flooded through my mind as I looked at the bruises on my stomach. Soon to see that I was changed into pink sofee shorts and a tank top.

"WHAT THE TOTAL FUCK!!" I screamed. Josh must of raped me and left me in his filthy bed! That's the least that bastard could do after he took what wasn't suppose to be his! I couldn't help but get angry as the memories hit me.

'I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for weeks!" I can imagine his voice saying.

I winced remembering the events that had occurred. Why did it have to be me? Not even 24 hours and I've already been flirted with, fell off my skateboard into a total jerk, have the whole school filming it- (not cool), witness Harry beat up the art teacher- (me being the victim), got pushed the the floor by Harry- (which hurt my ass a little), got beat up by a DUDE!, and had my virginity taken!.............On the first day of school!

You can say that Karma hates me I suppose. I mean why not hate me. I'm an ass hole. When ever good things go a way, something always has to happen to mess it up! Why can't I ever be happy.... like Bob Marley!-

My mind came to a complete stop as I hear voices sounding to be coming up the stairs. "Is she awake yet!" A voice what sounded oddly familiar on an Irish accent asked. "I don't know I guess well have to find out then" A voice I didn't recognize stated.

Who the fuck do I look like letting those people see me like this! I don't need a mirror to know I look like shit! I already feel like it! Why make it worse by having them see me- who ever they are! I need to leave!

Coming to notice I'm laying on a bed In a room what seems to belong to a teenage bad boy.

As the door bursted open I quickly jumped out of whose ever bed that was a tried to run to the bathroom connected to the bed room. Only to wince in pain from the pain in my ankle and fall to the floor.

Nice one Chloe *again, note the sarcasm*

"Woah woah woah there love your gonna hurt yourself! Stay in bed and rest." I looked up and saw a nice looking guy my age. His hair was cut in the back and a quiff in the front. He had piercings on his eyebrow and his lip. Followed by tattoos on his arm. One which caught my eye was the tattoo with 4 arrow like shapes on his forearm. I returned from my daze once I was back to my feet. Who ever the guys name was helped my back on the bed and gently tucked me in.

I couldn't help but ask "who are you?" He chuckled and recovered to answer. "I thought you'd never ask love! I'm Liam- Liam Payne" he smiled cheekily. I couldn't help but let out a small giggled. Followed by a wince. "Don't move let me get a hot cloth to put on your stomach" he ordered. "Thank you" I told him and meant it. He's the only bad guy I know- for like 2 seconds!- who was ever so nice to me. Niall and Zayn are too pushy: And Harry , it well- Harry.

Enough said.

"No problem love you didn't ask for this" he smiled and exited the room. I closed my eye once again but reopened them realizing that Liam wasn't the only one in the room.

My eye fixed on two familiar boys siting there, staring at me .

Niall and Zayn.

"Oh look your up!" Zayn smiled. I glared at him which wiped the smile off his face.