I look down as quickly as I see him and walk a different route back to the room. I check behind and sure enough Max is following close behind.
"Is there a reason why you're following me?" I say walking forward and not even bothering to look at him.
I hear him chuckle from behind and instantly feel the pizza rising up to my throat. He makes me sick .
"Maybe I just like looking at you from behind." he says and I already know he has that devilish smile on his face. All I want to do is walk up to him and rip that stupid smile of his face but I'm terrified of what he would do, he doesn't like the friendly type.
"Don't you have anything better to do?" I sigh ignoring his quick strides next to me.
"You mean you? Yeah I would much rather be doing you right now." He smirks and grabs me.
I shove his chest as far away from me as possible but he's too quick and grabs a hold of my wrists. His hold is tightening by the second as my back hits the wall and im trapped under his strength.
Flashbacks of him and the grip he used to have on my wrist keep popping up but I ignore them, I need to get away from Max before I'm even more trapped.
I struggle to gain control back in my hands, he's too strong for me to even lift my arm up. Or maybe I'm just weak.
His smirk becomes deeper as he breathes heavily on my neck, causing my stomach to sink even further.
"See isn't this fun?" he grins moving closer and closer to my face.
I look around the dark campus, mentally praying that anyone can help me before I start screaming at the top of my lungs.
His lips brush up against my cheek, tears threaten to spill but I force them away. I have to stay strong otherwise I'll become weaker and eventually crumble into nothing.
I shove my knee into his groin and slam my foot on his toe, causing him to let go and take care of his injuries. I run into the nearest building and jog up the stairs, two at a time, until I reach the top and attempt to catch my breath.
I notice Orthro Hall engraved on the wall and thank God that I am only on the other side of the hall to my room. I look back down the stairs but when I turn around I hit someones chest. My breathing picks up again and prepare myself to run.
"Hey you ok? What were you running from?" Liam asks. I let out a heavy breath and wrap my arms around him into a soft hug. I don't really know why I am hugging Liam but I feel safe knowing he's here and continue to do it anyways.
"Um okay?" he's tense at first but eventually softens as I hold on longer to his strong torso.
"If I tell you something will you promise not to tell anyone?" I say with my face pressed against his white shirt.
"You're worrying me. Yes tell me Charlie!"
"I know we've never talked that much but I feel like I can trust you." I pause and lift myself off of him to look at him, "Well there's this guy that has been bothering me. It's no big deal I was just running away from all his shit." I say in the simpliest way possible.
"Well if he's bothering you so much you should call campus police or something. Me and Harry can talk to him and by Harry talking I mean fists being thrown."
"No that's not neccessary." I interject, shuddering at the thought of Harry with bruises on his face.
"Why Harry anyways?" I question. Out of all of the guys he says Harry. Is Harry used to fighting or is he just close to him?
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Burn // h.s
Fanfiction“You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer." She's the candle that cannot burn without his flame. He's the fir...
