Captured (Larry Stylinson)(Student/Teacher)✔️

Believe Me, I Love You

HEY!!! So I promised a new chapter would be up by tomorrow, and it's tomorrow isn't it? Anyway, I'm dedicating this chapter to my dear friend. She gave me this marvelous idea and I can't thank her enough! She's a total doll and I love her!! (As a friend, though.) so this chapter is for her! But anyway, there is a scene that happens that will be a big part of the sequel. Not telling what it is, so guess! Teehee... I hope you enjoy this chapter!!

Liam's P.O.V.

I looked at the flawless naked boy next to me and wondered what happened. He used to be so gentle...so kind. When we had slept together, he used to show passion not wants and needs. Passion. But there was no passion what so ever in the sex we had last night. It was full of pain. I would never cheat on him. I love him. That kiss I had with Louis meant nothing. ZERO! I didn't love Louis, no. Not as much as I love Zayn, anyway. Zayn is my number 1. I would never kiss another human the way I kiss Zayn Javadd Malik. He's my one and only love. My true love. But lately, I'm not going to lie, he's been a proper ass. He needs help. Like, therapy. Because I'm starting to think he's going crazy. Before I can think any more, his eyes started to flutter open. He looked at me and smiled.

"Hey there beautiful." He said to me. He pulled me on top of him and I winced as pain shot through my bum area.

"Liam? Are you okay?" He asked. I felt tears rush down my face and I pointed down below. He looked at my abused hole and looked back down at me with teary eyes.

"Did I do that?" He asked. I nodded softly, wincing as I tried to move."Liam I-I so so sorry." He said. Tears were now flooding from his eyes.

"What happened to you, Zayn?" I asked he gave me a confused look.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"What happened to the Zayn I love? The gentle, kind, passionate one?" I asked tears welling in my own eyes. I wanted to stand my ground so I didn't dare let them fall.

"He's right here Liam."

"I'm sure as hell your not the same Zayn I fell in love with." I said and crawled out of bed, wincing at every step I took. I slipped on boxers. After pulling on my pants, I buckled them and tried to stand straight. This hurt like hell and I did a pretty shitting job hiding it.

"Liam lie down." Zayn demanded. I looked over at him. He was fully dressed and looked at me with pleading eyes. I obeyed seeing as I couldn't go further anyway. I took off my jeans leaving me in just my boxers, seeing as it was more comfortable. Trying hard not to grunt or make any weird noises, I gently sat on the bed. Zayn took a seat beside me.

"Liam, I didn't mean to hurt you last night, I really didn't. But did you cheat on me? No lies, remember?" He asked tears still flowing down his cheeks.

"No Zayn! I would never. Can't you get that through your head?!" I snapped. Angry tears rushing from my eyes now.

"Well you can't blame all your hurt on me!" He yelled back. Is he fucking serious? Did he just now suddenly forget the fact that he practically RAPED me last night?! I can't even fucking walk, and he's blaming this on me?!

"Then why am I lying in this bed hurting?!" I screamed, my heart racing and blood boiling.

"You made me." He snapped, sounding more cocky then anything.

"What are you talking about, Zayn?!" I exclaimed.

"You told me you liked it rough. Normally I'm going to take that as a sign and go a little harder on you!"

"I just wanted you to get it over with and even if I said I didn't you would've done it rough anyway!" I yelled, trying not to burst into more tears. He let out a frustrated groan and stood up, running out of the room. A huge sigh escaped my lips as I crossed my arms over my chest. Well he can just keep being a brat, it's only inching him closer and closer toward being relationship-less. Anther sigh broke loose and I leaned my head back against his head board.