Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Willow's POV

 Zayn and Luna walked through the door and we all gathered around to greet them. "Luna, I'm so happy you're back!" We hugged.

"I am too!" Luna said. "Is Louis home?" She asked nervously.

"No, he said he was going out to do some errands, whatever that means." I replied. Luna nodded and I went up to my room to be alone for a while.

I got a text from an unknown number. I decided to read it just in case it happened to be from someone I know.

Unknown: Hey, girl! It's Rose! I just got a new phone and a new number! I'm back from vacation a bit early so how about we hang out tonight?

W: Oh, cool! Sure, can we hang out at your house?

U: Yes, that would be perfect! By the way, I dropped off a gift for you from my vacation off at your house! You should go there first to see what it is ;)

W: You could have just left it at Luna's!

U: I know but I left it at your house cause I was already on my way home and it was closer.

W: Ok, well I'll stop at my place first and then I'll meet you at yours!

U: Can't wait!

Rose had told me about her getting a new phone so I believed it. That was my first mistake.

I got ready and then went downstairs. "Hey guys, Rose texted me and said she's back from her vacation so I'm going to hang out with her. I'll be back for dinner!"

"I don't know, Willow. I have a funny feeling about this." Liam said.

"What are you talking about? It's just Rose. We're super close with each other." I said.

"I don't know that she's actually back. A couple hours ago, she posted a picture on Instagram of her on vacation." He replied.

"Well maybe she did it when she got home." I shrugged.

"Willow, do not leave. I really don't think this is a good idea."

"Liam, would you just relax? You don't need to be so overprotective of me all the time." I defended myself.

"Do you even know how stupid you're being right now? Something is completely off about this situation." Liam said.

"Excuse me, I'm being stupid? There is nothing off about me going to hang out with a friend!"

"No, there isn't but right now, I have a funny feeling!"

"You're literally treating me like a child! I'm eighteen, Liam. You can't tell me who I can and can't hang out with!" I started to yell.

"I'm just trying to protect you!" Liam raised his voice.

"No, what you're doing is overreacting!" I replied.

"I promise you, I am not overreacting! You couldn't even tell me you love me back!"

"You said you were fine with it and that I didn't have to say it if I wasn't ready! I'm not going to say something I don't mean!"

"So you wouldn't have even meant it?! That's just fucking wonderful! Now I'm glad you didn't say it back!"

"I shouldn't have to put up with this! I'm leaving!" I glared at Liam.

"Don't you dare leave this house!"

"Fucking watch me!" I walked out and slammed the door behind me. I got in my car and drove off.

~

I arrived at my house and got out of the car. I walked up the porch steps and walked in to the house. That was my second mistake. Brian was standing inside.

"Hello, gorgeous." He smirked evilly at me as he walked closer. I headed for the door but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. "Bitch, you're not going anywhere!" He hissed through clenched teeth.

"Leave me alone! Please!" I was crying and shaking at this point. I didn't ask for this to happen I should have listened to Liam. I freed my wrist and ran upstairs, his footsteps following me. I ran into my room, locked the door and hid in my closet. I heard the doorknob jiggling.

"Come on out, Willow! You know we belong together so quit playing games!" He somehow managed to unlock the door and he walked into my room. His footsteps got closer and closer to the closet. He opened the door.

"There you are. You were just hiding from me." Brian laughed. It wasn't a fun, light hearted laugh. It was sick, cold, twisted laugh. I began to cry again.

Brian grabbed me and put a hand over my mouth. "Ssshhh, don't cry, baby. I'm right here. I'll always be here. Our love is meant to last a lifetime." He kissed my cheek and I cried even more. I struggled to get free from his grip. He removed his hand from my mouth and I started to scream. He quickly muffled the screaming with a chloroform rag. I suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed to the floor.

~

 I woke up in my basement tied to a chair and there was a gag in my mouth. On the wall in front of me were hundreds of pictures of me. Brian walked up to me and caressed my cheek in his hand. "Hey, beautiful. You finally woke up." He walked over to the pictures, admiring them "Aren't these pictures lovely? I took them myself. I have so many more at home that are just as amazing."

I started crying again and he walked back over to me. "What did I tell you about crying? I'm right here, baby." He kissed my forehead and then my phone started going off. He grabbed it from my back pocket and unlocked the screen. His evil smile quickly turned into rage.

"Why are there five guys texting you at once?! One of them called you 'baby'! You've been lying to me behind my back!" He screamed.

Tears were streaming down my face as I shook my head. "You're a fucking whore!!" Brian swung his fist at me and punched me repeatedly. Soon, I had a bloody nose, two black eyes and lots of cuts and bruises.

Brian was fucking insane. He actually believed we were in love. "I give you my everything and you don't give me anything in return! It really hurts me that you don't love me back!" He yelled.

 He came so close to me, our faces were just inches apart. "Listen, you whore, and listen good cause I'm only saying this once. I don't know who the fuck those five guys think they are trying to steal you away from me but you are mine and only mine! I fucking own you and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it."

Brian finally had me right where he wanted me and there was no way I could escape him. I wouldn't be surprised at this point if he killed me. Hell, part of me wanted him to. At least if I was dead, I wouldn't have to suffer through this torture any longer. Please someone, help me.