Love In Death (1D AU)

Chapter Twenty - Dates

C h a r l o t t e C o h e n

In the days where I lived in liberty I had always needed to know the date and time. It was a necessity of mine and some of my friends thought I was crazy. This quality allows me to posses the current date by counting from the last time I checked the date since I marked the days on the wall.

2nd December 2014

That was the last date I checked. I had counted 32 tally's on the wall so the date today must be 3rd January 2015. Wow, I can't believe it's 2015, my baby will be born in 2015. If we last that long. My pregnancy is a month through so my baby should be due in August.

I walk into the bathroom and stand in front of the mirror. A slight bump had started to form but it was unnoticeable unless you looked closely. I had started to wonder whether it was a boy or a girl. I let my mind wander until it lands on the question: Why am I here?

As if on cue, the metal door swings open. I quickly cover my stomach with my shirt and walk out of the bathroom. The burly, blonde man stands in the room, me cowering beneath his shadow. He gave me a stern look then grabbed my arm. He started to drag me out of the prison I had been enclosed in for a month.

When he dragged me out of the prison we came into a small bedroom with a large bed but nothing personal. No pictures or even keys. I looked to my right and there was a wooden door but it was shut. The man shut the metal door and the room became really dark. I couldn't see anything and that scared me. I could only hear my own uneven breathing. I could sense the man coming closer until he was right in front of me.

The man leaned down and began to kiss my neck. By this point I was crying. Being kidnapped and raped was talked about in such a scary matter that it became one of my biggest fears. Now those fears were alive and real. The mans cold hands brought me back to life as they pushed down my grey sleeves. Soon my shirt was around my ankles and the man began to touch me. I tried to cover my chest but he gently pushed my hands down. I tried again but this time the man angrily grabbed my wrists and threw me onto the bed.

I tried to make my crying as silent as possible and warm tears streaked my cheeks. The man lied on top of me and started to kiss my stomach and breasts. He tore off my bra and sweatpants so I was left in just my underwear. I felt cold and exposed. All I wanted was my nice warm bed at home and even if my parents were a little overbearing, I would go back to that any day.

Soon enough, my kidnapper got impatient and tore off my underwear as well as his own.

N i a l l H o r a n

It hurts to see two people as in love as Perrie and Zayn are. It hurts to know that I might not get that for a while. What happens when Celestia, my Destiny, dies and meets me. She might not like me, or my friends? What if I don't like her? There is a constant inwards battle between myself and the little Niall in my head thats always pointing out the hidden faults.

Nevertheless, when I interrupted Zayn and Perrie in the attic, it was for a legitament reason. It might not have been a really urgent thing but no one downstairs knew what to do. So, Harry and I took Zayn to see the problem. When we got there it had only gotten worse, there are a couple of drunk teenagers that are coming close to the shack.

"What? I will never understand what the people of this day and age think." Zayn commented.

"Believe me, as soon as I find out I will let you know." I said.

Harry, Zayn and I made our way closer to the drunk teenagers. There were four boys, two of them looked 18 but the other boy looked about 14 or 15. Not old enough to be drinking like this. He is going to get seriously effected by this! The young boy rests his back onto a tree and slides down. "Eh? You alright Cody?" One of the older boys slurs. This boy didn't look like the kind that would go binge drinking. He was short for his obvious age and had thick, black glasses on his nose.

"I dunno man, I feel kind of dizzy." Cody says. He sounds very drunk, if he tries to stand up it probably wont be long until he is on the floor again.

"Get up, you pussy!" The other one says, jokingly. He is very big and bulky and has lots of muscles. Needless to say he would win in a fist fight against any of us, anyday. Cody obeyed him without question. He stood up but stumbled and had to hold on to a tree branch for support.

"You know, people say ghosts haunt these parts of the woods." The boy with glasses says. I hadn't noticed that, while Harry and I were standing at a safe distance, Zayn had gotten closer. He was right next to their little circle. I looked at Harry and he had his arms crossed with a slight smirk on his face. He just nodded to Zayn as my confusion continued.

Zayn stood their with his legs slightly apart and his arms by his side, he also tipped his head to the right a little bit.

"Leave." He said. I hadn't noticed that Harry and walked away from me too until I saw him standing in the same position as Zayn but on the opposite side of the boys.

"Leave us." Harry taunts. The boys turned and whimpered every time Zayn or Harry spoke. I just stood where I was trying my hardest not to laugh. The older, burly boy screamed loudly like a girl and started running out of the woods, his friends not far behind. Once Zayn and Harry had joined me we all started laughing.

"Did you see the way the mean one screamed?" Harry said while laughing. This made us all laugh even harder. Eventually, we had calmed down enough for me to ask questions.

"How did you do that?" I asked. "Just by simply having an idea in our minds and thinking so hard it happens. Although, it comes naturally to us now." Zayn answered.

"Seeing ghosts wouldn't be that scary. How come they were so scared of you guys?" I asked.

"We look the same as we did when we died. Which for both of us isn't pretty. Zayn was tortured before being shot and I was hung." Harry answered.

"What about the others?" I ask.

"How they died?" I nodded. Zayn evidently stiffened when I asked about this. He was obviously very protective over Perrie and hated hearing about the way he died.

"Helena probably wont mind me telling you this because we are all super close now. She probably would have told you herself but with everything going on we haven't really had much time to just sit. Helena was raped and tortured before she was also shot in the chest and Perrie's is not my story to tell." Harry answered. It's strange talking about people that I live with dying. Harry looked at Zayn and Zayn looked at the ground.

"Perrie was killed by a soldier. She was cut down her chest and had a cut on her forehead." He answered. I only nodded and no one spoke for the rest of the walk home.

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After the arrival of Kimmy, Louis and I, the others had started doing things more like humans then ghosts. I guess our deaths reminded them that they were also alive once. After what Harry said about us talking I thought we all go on watch tonight and have a bonfire to get to know eachother more. When I brought this idea up I started to doubt whether it was a good idea.

"Hey guys," I called once everyone except Kimmy and Perrie were in the living room. Kimmy and Perrie were on watch. Everyone looked up from their plans, books or writing. "I was thinking maybe we could all go out for a bonfire tonight and get to know each other a little better."

Everyones faces were doubtful at first but I won over everyone eventually.

All we have to do know is tell Kimmy and Perrie.

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Author's Note.

Sorry about the wait. First week back at school, Mums birthday, time sucks, homework. The usual.

- James

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