Antisocial [h.s]

[twenty]

I weakly opened the door to the dorm, I had already sort of cleaned myself up in the loo so I wouldn't totally freak Perrie out. I had blood everywhere and there isn't enough makeup in the world that will cover it if I see Liam in the next couple of weeks. My back was pretty scraped up, too and I was just not a pretty sight.

I carefully crept into the dimly lit room to find Perrie on her computer, typing stuff up. I avoided contact, placing my board against the wall and tossing my phone and wallet onto my bed.

"Hey," Perrie greeted me from behind cheerfully.

"Hey," I replied, trying not to sound like I was in pain.

"Are you alright...?" She asked skeptically.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied and the combed through my closet, finding one of Liam's huge ass jumpers.

I continued to face my closet as I stripped down to my knickers and bra and then I pulled the jumper over my head. I tossed my dirty, bloody clothes into my hamper and then I slipped my arms out of the sleeves to remove my bra discreetly. Once it was off I tossed it in the hamper too before I just collapsed onto my bed, yawning.

"What the fuck happened to your face?!" She closed her laptop and turned another lamp on, hurrying over to me.

She sat beside me on my bed and I sat up, facing her. "A bitch attacked me when I was coming back, it's no big deal."

"Holy shit," she cursed and looked at my injuries closer. "These look awful, how much do they hurt? Is there anything else?"

"It's manageable, okay? Don't worry about me and don't tell Liam, please, I need to trust you,'' I begged and she smiled sadly, nodding.

"Okay, I won't tell him, but you need to take care of your injuries, they look pretty bad. Who did it? Why?"

"Just some girl, it was a misunderstanding, but hey, I didn't get arrested,'' I laughed lightly.

"Thank god for that.''

She held my face in her hands as she examined me further.

"You're going to have some nasty bruising,'' she noted, her thumb brusing over a wound and I winced.

"I'm pretty good with coverup,'' I replied and she rolled her eyes.

"I have never seen you put on makeup, do you even have some?"

"Yeah, I put some on H-"I cut myself off and bit my lip. "We should get some sleep.''

"Okay,'' she nodded and went over to her bed. "Goodnight, Blake.''

"Night.''

I plugged my phone in to charge and then i plugged my earphones in, turning on my sleep playlist which is basically only sad songs. I climbed under my blankets and grabbed my bear, clutching it tightly as I let my sleep slowly, painfully consume me.

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My phone buzzed in my back pocket and I pulled it out, pausing with my makeup.

'Asher': hey, you doing alright?

He put his number in my phone? Okay then, now I have like 6 contacts.

Me: I'm okay, I already have pain medication and I have makeup so it'll be like it never happened, minus the gashes. Nobody told Liam, right?

'Asher': Liam doesn't know, but Harry might crack anytime. What happened?

Me: It doesn't matter, Ashton. I've got to head to class