Save Me (A 5sos Fanfic)~not continued

Chapter 3

Poppy's P.O.V:

In the past 5 hours me and Olivia had watch Mean Girls, Frozen and Grease. We had ate tons of food and now it was 10pm and I was sprawled across my bed, both hands on my belly, groaning at the sickness I felt in my stomach. Olivia was fine. She was happily sat cross legged on the floor scrolling through her Twitter on my laptop. The best thing about being here with Olivia was that I forgot about all the shit going on in my life.

A loud ringing noise coming from Olivia's phone made me bolt straight up out of my slumped position. Olivia chuckled as she checked her phone and he eyes widened in shock. "Shit, I knew I would forget! So glad I set this alarm!" She chuckled to herself, locking her phone and staring at me intensely.

"What's the alarm for?" I asked alarmingly.

She totally ignored my question. "Sooooo Poppy, I was wondering if you would like to go to a concert with me next Friday?!?" She asked quietly, the pitch of her voice raising higher and higher eventually turning into a squeal.

She carries on.

"My mum got me tickets to go to Wembley Stadium for next Friday and said I could bring a friend and because we are both 16 now we can just go together and just oh my god, I can't wait!" She mumbled on, with a few squeals in between.

"Seriously Olivia, you know how I feel about being in crowded places. I get all worked up you know?" I said, the worry in my voice.

"Please Poppy, I'm literally begging you, I promise you'll have such a good time!"

I thought for a moment. I hated being around a lot of people and I always felt like I was judged by them but maybe I would actually have a really good time and I needed something to help me forget about things. I sighed. "Okay, I will go, just for you though!" She squealed and hugged me tightly.

"Who are we going to see anyway?" I asked curiously, hoping it wasn't a crappy artist who didn't know shit about singing.

"5 SECONDS OF SUMMER! I think I might cry!" She shouted in my ear.

"SOUNDS GOOD! But seriously, you set a alarm to tell me about a concert?" I teased her.

"Shhhhh" she laughed.

5 Seconds Of Summer sounded like a pretty good band even though I wouldn't admit it. I just hoped they weren't full of themselves like all the other useless celebrities.

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Saturday morning was a blur as me and Olivia stayed in and attempted to make breakfast. We finally made up some pancakes covered in Nutella with strawberries and blueberries on the side. We drank hot chocolate covered with whipped cream and marshmallows. Perfect for a cold rainy day in Brighton.

Brighton was amazing, there was so much to do but it could get boring. I'd lived in Brighton since I was 7. Before that I lived in Plymouth. Plymouth was a great place but very run down. We moved because my parents had a better job here. I'm glad we did.

Breakfast was more like lunch and by the time we had both showered and got ready it was 2:00pm. We were both laid on the sofa flicking through the T.V channels. I stopped on the music channel and a scream was heard from across the room. Olivia was jumping up and down clapping her hands in excitement. Soon I realised why. It was 5 Seconds Of Summer.

'You like perfection, some kind of holiday,

You got me thinking, that we could could run away,

You know I'll take you there, you tell me when and where, oh, oh oh'

Olivia was singing and dancing around the room whilst I watched her and the 4 Australian idiots on the TV screen, who were dressed as superheroes. Wow, she was right. They all looked exactly how she had explained, but Luke was hot. I smiled to myself as I kept my eyes on him. The more I watched, the more I couldn't look away. The song finished and Olivia sat back down and continued typing on her phone. I laughed to myself and pushed Luke to the back of my mind. I knew he was just a hot boy who had loads of girls going for him. I didn't have a chance. I had a boyfriend anyway.

The thought of Harry snapped me back to reality and the things that happened yesterday flashed back into my mind. I remember Stacey's harsh words. Luckily no bruise had shown up yet from the hit even though I could feel one there and Olivia hadn't asked me questions about yesterday's events. I suddenly remembered. Fuck, Harry's coming over tomorrow. I needed to be ready. Harry's unexpected I guess. Well since our last time together. He had decided to have some fun and started trying things on with me. I tried to stop him and he would but he finally stopped and stormed out. He texted me later saying sorry and of course because I can forgive anyone I did.

The day with Olivia passed too quickly and finally we said goodbye. I would see her Monday anyway. It was 10pm and I was tired so I got undressed and put on a oversized t-shirt and pulled my hair into a messy bun and got into bed. I feel asleep instantly.

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I was woken by a loud ringing. Who was that at 4am. I groaned and answered my phone. "Hello beautiful" a slurred voice on the end of the phone said. Harry.

"Hey" I replied awkwardly.

"Can I come over babe?" He asked.

"It's 4am, are you drunk?" I asked, the worry in my voice.

"Maayybeeee" he laughed. He was drunk.

"Fine" I sighed.

"Loveee youuu" he said and hung up.

Half a hour later a drunken Harry stumbled in through the doorway with a bottle of beer in his hand. He wasn't allowed to drink yet but he did anyway. I wasn't ready to drink.

He headed straight to my bedroom not even bothering to say hello. I took the beer off him and gently placed it on the side before following him. He slumped done onto my bed groaning as he did so. "Good night?" I asked, standing by the door with my hands on my hips.

"I guess so" he chuckled to himself as if he remembered something.

I smiled to him to let him know I was happy for him but inside I was worried.

"But I know something that would make it so much better" he continued. His eyes had gone dark and he was looking at me.

"Harry?" I asked.

He stood up and slowly, keeping eye contact with me walked towards me. His eyes were full of lust. His face was now touching mind and his hands were on my waist. I didn't like this. Even though he was my boyfriend it felt different. I stayed still my heartbeat speeding up. He tried to kiss me but I turned away.

"Not now" I said shakily.

"Not now" he mimicked. "Yes now, Poppy, you are mine."

"No, please" I replied.

"C'mon baby, I love you" he whispered, pulling my body to his. I couldn't take it.

"I said no!" I shouted, using all my strength to push him away from my body.

"Don't talk to me like that you frigid little bitch" he shouted, the anger rising. What was he saying? He'd never been like this.

"Come here!" He said more quietly.

"I don't want to Harry please" I begged.

"Now you know what's coming to you!" He shouted.

He raised his arm, his hand stretched out. SLAP! A flash of pain burned through my cheek, making my knees go weak. I fell to the floor. My face was numb and I didn't have any energy to get back up. Punch, punch, punch! What was Harry doing?

"Please stop!" I screamed over and over but he wouldn't. Punch after punch on my body.

"You deserve it you little bitch" he hissed. Storming out, he slammed the door leaving me curled in a ball on the floor, my body covered with pain. I didn't know what to do, who to tell. I couldn't tell Olivia, I just couldn't. I fell into a restless slumber laid on the floor in my own tears.

A/N: Chapter 3!☺️ I hope you like it. The 5sos boys will come in a few chapters so don't worry! I tried to make it long, sorry if it's not perfect! I can't believe how many people have actually seen this even though 61 isn't a lot it is for me! Next chapter soon❤️ thank you for the support love you x