Theresa's POV
"Theresa listen I-" TJ began
"NO TJ SAVE IT I KNEW YOU WOULD NEVER THINK OF ME THAT WAY!" you say storming out of his appartment. "THERESA WAIT I DO-" is all he gets out before you slam the door shut and sit on his door step. You just sit there as the tears stream down your cheecks, wanting everything to go back to normal.
You pull out your phone, "holy shit its 1 am!" you say mumbling to yourself. You checked your texts theres 3 texts, 2 from your mom and one from an unknown number. You already know that the texts from your mom are about you having to come home so you just reply *coming home now mom dont worry xx* and than you check the text from the unknown number. It reads *i see you, you look so damn beautiful*
Your eyes widen at the message and you turn around, scared to witts. The wind blows though your thick curly red hair as you start running for your house. Your almost a block away before the wind picks up and knocks you down, but it wasn't the wind that knocked you down. "Hello Theresa" says a black figure hurdling above you. He strokes his hand through your long red hair and groans. "wh-who are you" you say trembling with fear. "my names nick" he says and gives you a sly smile. He than begins to lower himself to your lips when you yell "GET OFF OF ME!" and spit at him. This enrages him as he slap you hard across the face. Then Nick turns to his pocket and pulls out a long shiny object. "do what i say and you dont get hurt" he says putting the knife so close to your neck that you can feel little blads hit your trembling skin.
Tears fill your eyes and a million thoughts race through your head, What is he gonna do? Rob me? Rape me? Kill me? Nick notices the fear in your eyes and laughs. "don't worry sweety it will be over with fast" he says into your ear. Than a cold rush of air hits your bare chest as Nick rips open your shirt. You scream for a second but than you fee the knife at your side. "dont scream, you'll just make it harder" he says. Nick than slides down your pants and you feel his hand go into your thong. "please please no" you pleed and try to start running but you can't "GET DOWN NOW!" he screams and you have no idea whats going on. You feel the sharp edged blade enter you, and moan loudly. Than Nick takes off "I'LL GET YOU YOU LUCKY BITCH!" he screams and runs for the woods. Your still lying in the middle of the street when you see bright headlights speeding right towards you.
Your heart is racing a millon miles a minute, the bus isn't slowing down. But than the bus sees you and you hear the brakes come to a haulting stop. That's the last thing you remember before blacking out
Niall's POV
I heard Harry scream "Paul why are we stopping!" and i just rolled on the other side of the pillow. Than I heard fast steps running down the hallway and my door than flyed open and revealed the hall light.
"PAUL CLOSE THE DOOR!" you yell.
"Niall someones out there, they dont look good. That' why we stopped, i think its a young girl. She's just laying in the middle of the road. We don't even know if shes concious!" Pauk says now sitting on your bed.
"Can't the other boys help!' you whine. "No now c'mon watch my back incase there's somone else out there."
Paul than exits the room and and slowy get up and walk over to your closet to put your clothes on. "NIALL HURRY UP" paul screamed once again, you grumble something under your breathe and walk down the hallway. You pass the other boys room, their all fast asleep. You finally reach the bottom of the bus and you see Paul standing their impatiently
You giggle and paul says "better safe than sorry"
Paul and yourself walk down the stairs quietly, opening the door with much caution. He peeps his head out of the slightly opened door and nods, approving that the coast is clear. Paul than bulles out of the tour bus to the front of the bus. Since he left the door open, you decide to take your time and close it silently. You walk to the place Paul ran and your stopped dead in your tracks by Paul hovering over a lifeless body. Without thinking you run over to her, not knowing who she is, just wanting to help her, Now your standing over her, a very bloody red headed girl whose not even flincing. "is she dead?" you say a tear forming in your eye. "No but she will be if we don't get her help." Paul says and motions to her head. I run over to the upper half over her body and pick her up, Paul gets her legs. We carry her back to the bus were now we are starting to wake up the boys. Both of you flop her down on your bed and just stand there.
You study her carefully, and hope that she will wake up.
