**LIAMS POV**
We're at home now, safe and sound. Niall explained to me about what happened to him; he said he fell into the closet and before he could get up, it closed on him and ended up locking; he said while he fell his shirt caught on something and it ripped. It does seem weird and all, but I believe him. I've had some pretty weird stuff happen to me, too, like the whole "waking up next to a naked guy" thing, which I did not tell him about. I can't, especially now because he said he remembers everything. I'm trying to just shove the whole thing out.
"Liam." Niall whispered, grabbing onto my arm as Zayn walked into the room.
He's been weird around Zayn today, I don't know why.
Zayn sat down next to Niall, smiling, Niall scooting closer to me.
"What's wrong Niall?" The smile that appeared on his face was now fading into a devious smirk.
"N-Nothing! I just.. don't feel that good and and I don't want to get any of you sick.. yeah." He got up, sitting in a chair next to the fire place.
I nodded getting up and kissed Niall's cheek.
"I'm going to go get dinner." I smiled at Niall.
He should be fine here. Louis and Harry are on some anniversary date while Niall and Zayn are here; Zayn can watch over Niall, even though Niall can watch himself, it's just that.. you know, just in case something happens.
As I walked out, Niall had dread in his eyes.
"Can I go? Please?" He begged and Zayn crossed his arms, leading with a scoff.
"I don't want to be here alone." Niall stood up, throwing an arm around me.
"You can come-" I chuckled, cutting him off, twisting away so Niall's arm fell from around me.
"Look, you'll be fine! I'm making a short, around ten minute, trip! I'll be back before you know it." I pecked Niall's frowning lips and scurried off before he could protest anymore.
**NIALLS POV**
Liam walked out the door, leaving me with the monster; the monster that was inside my old friend that I thought would never do anything to harm me.
"You heard the bitch! Ten minutes!" Zayn demanded, pulling down his pants, coming towards me. I backed up towards the stairs, shaking my head.
"Don't call him that... and and leave me alone! Please!" I started to tear up as he took off his shirt and grabbed my wrist before I could escape, getting a tight grip. He slowly took off my shirt, I flinched, and kneed him in the junk. His grip freeing, I took advantage of the moment, and ran upstairs into my room, locking it.
I heard the beating of footsteps approaching, my breath hitching as the loud pounding on my door began.
"YOU STUPID RAT, LET ME IN!" The door began to raddle as if there was an earthquake and I hid under the bed if he were to break in.
"I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU AND YOUR FUCKING BOYFRIEND!" I shook as I cried, thinking how long it would be till Liam got home.
"LEAVE ME ALONE! LIAM WILL KICK YOUR ASS!" He kicked in my door, searching around, the only thing I could see was his white socks, and black sweatpants.
"Come out, come out where ever you are." He growled, slowly making his way towards my bed, stopping when his feet came a foot away from my face. I knew he knew where I was and as if he read my mind, my bed went flying over me.
Zayn looked down at me, crazy in his eyes, grabbing me by the wrists, and throwing me in the wall, he growled again.
"Do that again and I will hurt you more. No hesitation," He spat in my face and smirked.
"I thought you were my friend!" I cried.
"I was! Until I got a job offered to me. You know, by Sophia. She knew that dumb prick couldn't do it, so, she asked me. Its simple! No one would ever suspect me! And now that she's in prison I really have to get you to kill y-" He stopped. Looking at me he spoke again, not bothering to finish his sentence.
"I wouldn't bother eating; You need to shed some pounds." Just as he walked out and into his room the front door slammed.
"Why is Zayns clothes on the floor... with your shirt?" Liam asked, coming up with my shirt and Zayns clothes. I panicked grabbing my shirt, slipping it on, and grabbing Zayns clothes.
"I was going to change my shirt b-but I changed my mind.. and and Zayn changed! Just forgot to pick up our clothes!" I smiled, hugging Liam tightly.
When I pulled back Liam had no expression on his face, his gaze glued onto something behind me. I turned around seeing what he was looking at, my overturned bed. I forgot about my bed and my door! The door isn't really noticeable, the lock is just broken.
"What happened?" He looked me in the eyes, his stern, protective side taking over.
"What really happened, Niall?" He said in a low voice. I can't tell him, but I need to.
"I already told you, Liam.." I said feeling smaller than an ant, gilt in my gut. He grabbed me by my shoulders, staring at me, his eyes burning through my skull.
"Did he..." Shaking his head, he stopped speaking then continued almost like he was going to regret it.
"Did he.. hurt you? Or did.. something happen that has to do with-" I cut him off before the sentence ended that I didn't even want to think about.
"No! I did not have.. sex," I whispered.
"With him." Liam nodded and led me downstairs, into the kitchen. He sat down at the table, Zayn already at the end eating along with Harry and Louis sitting on the opposite side of Liam. I joined them and just drank a glass of water.
"Do you want me to fix you a plate?" Liam said grabbing a plate from across the table.
"No! I mean.. no, I'm fine. Not really hungry." Zayn laughed under his breath.
"Pathetic." He mumbled followed by another laugh.
"What?" Harry said looking at Zayn. He looked up from his plate and pointed at me.
I hate him.
"Our friend Niall here thinks he's fat and he won't eat now. Told me himself! So now he's decided to starve himself!" He smiled getting up.
"I think he needs therapy or something. Caught him gagging himself." And with that bullshit he walked out.
Everyone was now looking at me.
"Niall?" Liam said from next to me with a worried expression.
Out of all people I would have never expected Zayn to do this. He's now trying to break me down.
I bit my lip, holding back the tears. I got up, walking out, ignoring the yells. I went straight to Liam's room, since my door was broken, and locked myself in it, locked myself away from all my problems. I was trying to escape them, get away from them, avoid them, even if a few of them couldn't be avoided. I locked myself away, ran away. That's all I'm good at anyways, too big of a wuss to reach out for help. I just want to push everything and everyone away. Right now all I want to be is just alone and away from everything.
I feel trapped.
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I updated twice since I haven't updated for a while!
Sorry if this one is boring!
THANKS FOR READING!
