One Direction Preferences

#19 (Part 2) You Make Up

(Part 2) You Make Up 

A/N: Just fyi, the Liam one is pretty intense, I was watching a weird movie... but it has a positive message, I guess, so just bare with me.

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Liam 

You walk out of his apartment with no doubt in your mind that you weren’t coming back. But as you were waiting for the elevator different thoughts started to pop into your head. Maybe I’m being a little too dramatic? It is his birthday, why should I care what he does. The elevator opens to reveal four obvious frat boys, and their eyes were instantly glued on your half naked body. They eyed you up and down and instantly made you insecure. Your arms crossed your chest as you shyly walked into the elevator with your head to the ground.

 “What is such a hot girl doing walking around in her underwear?” One of the boys said as he reached out to touch your ass. You quickly swatted his hand away, only to have your wrist grasped by another boy. They were all much larger than you, and you were starting to regret ever stepping into the elevator.

 “Are you a hooker?” One boy with dark spiked hair said.

 “She’s got to be a hooker, who else would be caught dead like this in public.” The first boy said. The boy who was holding your wrist pulled you close to him, and wrapped his arm around you. You tried to pull away, flailing your body around like a psycho, but his grip only got tighter. You could smell the alcohol on his breath.

 “Let me go, I’m not a hooker, and you can’t touch me.” You yanked your arm away from his, and dropped to the floor to get loose of his drunken hold on you. The sliding doors flew open right on time, and you scrambled to your feet, but two of the boys grabbed you this time, one holding your arms to the ground, and the other throttling your waist. You wiggled around hopelessly to get loose, but it was no use. The boys all started to reach out to touch you, first they ran they fingers through your hair, then they rubbed your stomach, then the boy sitting on you, the one with the dark hair leaned down and kissed you ruthlessly. You squinted your eyes shut knowing there was nothing you could do, and all at once he flew off of you.

 “What the hell are you doing?” You heard a familiar voice, and instantly opened your eyes to see Liam standing over you with clenched fists. The dark haired boy was lying on the ground a few feet away, and the other boys were quickly backing off. You got to your feet, and ran behind Liam reaching out and taking his hand in yours.

 “She isn’t even worth it.” The blonde boy said, and made his way out the door. Liam turned around and examined your body for any marks before pulling you into a tight hug.

 “I’m so sorry, come on let’s go get you some clothes.” He said as he lifted you up in his arms bridal style.

 “I’m sorry I yelled at you, it’s your birthday.” You tried to apologize as tears ran down your face.

 “Don’t worry about it, I’m only focused on you know. We can go upstairs, and call the police, and get those guys arrested.” He started to ramble on about how pissed he was, and how glade he is that he got there in time, but you are just glade that everything is better. You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, lean up and kiss him passionately and longingly.

 “I love you.” You smile, and he looks down at you.

 “I love you too, now promise me, you will never run out anywhere dressed like that, you scared me to death.” He said, and you just kissed him again.