Damaged - n.h

Chapter 1

"Let's go somewhere" the British lad said lustfully, pulling away from a passionate make out.
"Alright" she smirked and grabbed her things as they left the party. They got in his Mustang and drove off, his hand was gripping her thigh. They got to his house and he fumbled with his keys to open the door. She kissed his neck and he bit his lip and the door finally unlocked. He pulled her inside and closed the door as her fingers tangled into his messy brown locks and she pulled him close. He ran his hands over her body and picked her up and walked upstairs into his room. He put her on his bed and pulled off his shirt and she slipped off her jeans. He attached their lips again and her hands ran over his torso then back to his hair. She slipped off his jeans and he pulled off her top. His lustful, green eyes looking over her body, her hazel eyes doing the same. Both of their lips were red and plump, she darted up and filled the gap between their lips. She could tell he craved her...

THE NEXT MORNING
She woke up and there was a note "come down with knickers and my shirt, we've got a new lad ;)" she got up and got semi dressed and went downstairs. She recognized 4 of the lads, there was a blonde sitting with them, she couldn't see his face.
"Hello lads" she said as she walked into the kitchen and grabbed some food, she groaned a little, and sat down
"Was I too rough" his lustful eyes from last night were now playful and challenging.
"No Styles" she rolled her eyes playfully as well and ate her cereal, "I visited Payne after you and boy was he–"
"Ade!" Liam groaned and she laughed a little "that did not happen, she's looking for an excuse" he said to Harry. Harry's smirk grew and forgot about the new lad.
"Alright Ade, this is Horan, Niall Horan" Louis said, and her eyes widened slightly, her knuckles turned white, she had spent all this time forgetting and building walls, and that name tore them instantly. His eyes widened too, in shock rather than pure anger, he'd never though he'd see her face again, he knew he wouldn't be able to face her. His throat was dry, palms sweaty. He tried to speak but words couldn't come out.
"Love? Are you alright?" Harry held her waist, he was confused and concerned, he saw her knuckles and could see her jaw was tight. A tear threatened to escape her eye but she wouldn't let him be the cause, not again, not after all those years, she would not let him break her again. She stood up and went upstairs and got dressed and sat on the ledge of the small balcony, her knuckles still white from her grip, in a way she was trying to hold herself together. She felt someone come behind her and put a hand over hers "what did he do?" the soothing voice said. She turned to face him. "He's the one who broke my heart Malik"

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First chapter thoughts? Work in progress I guess it's technically my second story but I took down the first one, anyway, I didn't leave it on a cliffhanger because I thought I'd be nice, you say Ade's name like AID like first aid kit.
If anyone wants to make a cover, feel free to make one I'd really appreciate it because I suck at covers. 0_o