Chapter 2

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Madison's POV:
It's been a week since the sleepover and since we found out we're going on tour! I always knew the boys were famous but I guess it never really sunk in.

Well when almost all the shows sold out in 7 days, my brain decided to comprehend it. And I may or may not have had a breakdown. Worst of all it happened on the way home from school.I was doing fine all day until the last class of the day.Math.

That's when things started going downhill.

It was the only class I had with Rachael so we sat next to each other. Well, while she was helping me understand this problem, my phone buzzed. I looked down and saw a text from a unknown number:

"Have fun touring with those talentless assholes"

I bit my lip and looked at Rachael, who had seen the text too. She rolled her eyes and pretended to wave the message away. I smiled slightly and took a deep breath. I can't let things like this get to me.

The class ended and everyone made their way out of the school. "I'll come over to your house later and we can finish packing your stuff" I called to rachael

"Alright! See you then!" She called back, jogging away.

I started my 15 minute walk home. It started out pretty uneventful until i felt something hit the back of my head. It must have been a rock

Clutching my now throbbing head, i spun around and came face to face with Eric.

"Get my text, Malik?" He sneered, towering over me with his two other friends behind him.

So that's who sent the text. God dammit.

I tired to stand taller, but i felt myself shrink "I-I...."

He laughed "Aww? Is someone nervous? Or....scared?" He teased, his friends snickering from behind him. I started backing away but he roughly grabbed my shoulder, pulling me back.

I let out a gasp as his grip tighten "Little miss Malik isn't going anywhere just yet" He muttered "I'm going to show your weak ass brother whos boss, and your going to help"

I froze. This can't be happening right now.

I broke out of my daze and kicked his....private parts. He howled in pain and push me down. Hard.

I scrapped my elbows on the pavement and felt tears fill my eyes.

Eric regained himself someone and shook his head "You should not have done that."

Then he kicked at me, hitting my stomach. My vision blurred and i screamed, curling into a ball,tears streaming down my cheeks.

Before he could do anything else, I heard shouting and some cursing.

I felt someone's arms wrap around me.

"Shh, shhh" The person mumbled. It was Louis. I curled into his arms and sobbed, listening to the sound of Zayn yelling at Eric.

Then Eric went silent. He must have hit him.

I heard footsteps moving away fast until the other thing i could hear was Louis' soft voice and Zayn saying to himself:

"If he touches her again, he's fucking dead"

Then he knelt next to Louis "Is she ok?" He asked, clenching and un-clenching his fists.

Louis nodded "Yeah, she's fine. Just a little worked up " He said, gently stroking my hair as i continued to cry. He muttered something to Zayn about me needing some minor first aid though.

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