Take A Trip With The Boys #2 - A One Direction Fanfiction

You Need Me

JAYCEE’S P.O.V-

I was waiting for the right moment...
The right moment to prod my fingernails into his eyes.

I found my opening.

I reached my hands forward and dug my fingernails into his darn sockets.

I jumped up and out of the bed, grabbing the bedsheet for coverage and ran downstairs, stumbiling down every second one.

“JAYCEE!” I heard him yell, and then a raging collage of footsteps

I throw myself under the kitchen table, covering the sides with the table cloth.

What the hell is happening? Is he going to kill me?

I was breathing so hard I’m surprised he hasn’t found me already.

Shit, boys, please come back. i need you.
 

I curl myself up into a ball and begin crying softly. I am so scared.

This has never, ever happened before, Stephan is NOT like this.

I stay as still as I can, while my body tries to convulse in tears.

The footsteps come closer and closer.

Getting louder and louder.

Oh god, please don’t find me under here.

I can feel the tears begin stain my cheeks as I try to hold my breath.

I see a hand wrap itself under the table cloth..

oh god, he’s found me.
 

“NO!” I scream and cry at the same time

the cloth is lifted up and someone grabs my wrists.

I look up.

“Jaycee?! Are you okay?!”

I feel a grateful flush run through my body.

I’m pulled into Harry’s warm embrace.

“What happened?!” he asks, I can hear the sacredness in his voice.

My mouth was so dry, that I couldn’t even form proper words.

I was shaking rapidly, and my knees began to collapse.

Harry carries me over to the couch, and places me down gently, pulling me into his arms once again.

I just sit there, and cry.

I cry so hard that my stomach hurts.

He just keeps me there, hugging me tightly.

But then I remember, Stephan.

“s-stephan” I form.

“your boyfriend?”

I shake my head. Not anymore.

“he-“

“What did he do to you Jaycee?”

“He… tried to… rape me”

“WHAT?” Harry jumps from his seat, and I fall to the couch.

I wanted him back.

“where is he?” Harry asks, and I watch his teeth clench.

“Gone”

I start to cry again.

I don’t know why I was so emotional. But It seemed seeing Harry care about me so much, made me think of the mess I had made.