pure (h.s.)

twenty three

"Louis!" I screamed trying to cover up my naked body.

"It's okay, love. I'm here now," Louis cooed in my ear.

He hugged me as I cried onto his red shirt. It was very comforting to know I always had someone to give me a shoulder to cry on.

"C-can we l-leave now?" I asked.

"I'm taking you home," Louis said sternly.

I still had the sheets over me, so Louis couldn't see me.

"Uh can you g-go out so I can change?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, of course. I'll be right outside. No one else is coming in. Yell for me when you're done."

He left the room and I got up from the bed. I was shaking and it was hard to stand up. I started to put my clothes back on. I was still a mess from the events that just took place.

I clasp my bra on and put the tight shirt back on followed by my skirt. I sat back down on the bed and yelled for Louis when I was ready, just like he said to do.

"Ready, love?" He asked.

"Yeah, I think so."

I stood up once more, but fell to the ground. I couldn't keep my balance. Louis rushed over to me and asked if I was alright. I slowly nodded my head as he picked me up bridal style and walked out of the door.

Niall quickly saw us and started to come towards us. Louis nodded to Niall in reassurance and went back to dancing with Madison.

Louis carried me through the party to his car. He put me in the front seat of the car and walked to get in the other side. He pushed the key in and drove off.

"Are you okay? Like are you really okay?" Louis questioned.

Honestly, no. I'm not okay. I was almost raped. I was so close to getting raped. I didn't know how that felt until it was actually happening. I was getting so good at opening up to people, but tonight I don't want to talk to anyone.

"No."

He looked at me with widened eyes and kept driving. I think he could tell that I didn't want to talk. I just wanted to go home.

I didn't care if Louis didn't want the radio up, I put the volume up anyways. I needed the music to drain out my thoughts. If I had something in my ears, I couldn't listen to all the jumbled up thoughts coming from my head. It's irritating.

We pulled up at my house and Louis rushed over to pick me up the same way he did at the party.

Louis was my life saver.

I gave him the key from my purse and he opened the door to my apartment. He went into my room and laid me down on my bed.

"Do you need anything? I'm here for you, Caly."

"A glass of water please. Thank you, Louis."

"Anytime, love. I'll be right back."

He went into the kitchen and my thoughts came back.

I was almost raped. I was sexually assaulted. I can't bare with this pain inside of me. I wanted to scream and never stop. This is hands down the worst night of my life.

Louis walked into in room and handed me the glass of water.

"Thank you, for everything," I said.

"Anytime. I'm just glad I was there."

"Yeah, me too," I said letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

He sat there for a while. Louis looked like his thoughts were bombarding him too. I wonder what he is thinking right now.

I loved that he was here right now. I didn't want to me alone after everything that happened, but I sure as hell don't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk to anyone right now, well except Harry. Oh my gosh, Harry.

"Louis?" I said.

"Yes, love?" Louis said looking attentively into my eyes.

"Look, I know you and Harry have a difficult past and I know that he hurt you a lot. But Harry hates himself for what he did to you. He really does. I can see how it hurts him. I know you probably don't want to talk to him ever again, but Louis please try. For me."

Louis sat there in awe of what I just said. He looked away from my eyes and nothing came out of his mouth.

"Caly, my fiancé cheated on me with him. Do you understand how much that hurts? I was in love with her," he says.

Love. There that word is again. I like how the word Love likes to bother me all the time. It can't leave me alone.

"Louis, I feel so sorry for you. I really do. What Harry did was awful, but you guys were best mates. Are you really just going to forget that and hate him for the rest of you're life?"

"Yes. I mean, maybe. I was hurt. I thought I was never going to get over her, but I think I did. Although, I didn't think I'd ever see him again."

"Please just try to forgive him, Louis. I can't have you two hating each other. Both of you mean so much to me," I said.

"Fine, Caly. I'll try. Doesn't mean it will happen."

"Thank you, Louis." I sat up and hugged him. His presence felt nice.

"Anything," he whispered.

"Is there anything else you need?" he asked.

Harry.

"Actually, yes. Can you please call Harry and explain what happened? I don't want to relive the events. Tell him to come over as soon as possible. I need to see him," I begged.

"I'm leaving when he gets here though," Louis said with annoyance in his voice. It's evident that Louis doesn't like Harry. I'm just glad that he's calling him for me.

"That's fine. I just need to see him."

I handed my phone to Louis and he pressed Harry's number and went into the other room.

I heard muffles come from outside my door as Louis spoke to Harry.

Louis ended the call and walked back into my room.

"He's on his way."

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**gosh i hate this. I hate it so much. HARRY MAKE IT ALL BETTER PLEASE.

I was listening to sign of the times during this chapter and I literally started crying. y'all.

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