Deep down inside my heart (A Jesy Nelson story) *slow updates*

Chapter 19: I'll Save You

(Perrie)
Daniel kept hassling me over and over for nachos, I was holding them above my head to keep him from jumping up and yanking them away from my grip. Where is Leigh-Anne when you need her!? "Daniel, stop." I sighed. He shook his head and kept jumping up and down around me. "I want them!" He argued. "Leigh!" I called. She'd gone to the pharmacy for some relaxing hip creme she needed, but she'd left twenty minutes ago and hadn't gotten back, the plaza is only down the street.

I wonder if she's okay. I checked the time. Twenty three minutes, I think something happened. A gut feeling also twinged in my belly, that wasn't good. "Perrie can I pleeeease have nachos!" Daniel pouted. "No squirt, I'm going to get Leigh and I need you to stay here okay?" I put the nachos away when he turned and pouted, his eyes widening when he heard what I'd said. "Where's Leigh-Anne!?" He seemed frightened, hugging me tight around the waist. "I don't know, but she doesn't stay out this long." I murmured hugging him close. "I'm scared." Jesy's little brother stared up at me with his beautiful hazel eyes that were clouded over in worry for our missing Leigh. "Don't be, I'll be back okay? Keep the phone next to you, remember Brook is next door." I kissed his forehead ruffling his curly hair and pulled my black nike jumper over myself, grabbing my phone and keys to close the door, locking it shut behind me after giving the little squirt one last hug.

It was cold outside, the breeze made me shiver slightly when I reached the lobby of our flat. Well, I glanced down seeing my choice of clothes: tight blue skinny jeans, converse, and a jumper over my grey crop top. At least the jumper covered the top half of my body. Whatever, Leigh is more important, and with that I took off in the direction of the plaza, darting between people while dialing the raven-haired girl's number, holding the phone to my ear. Hopefully I'd run into her or she'd answer and tell me she forgot to let me know that she was going to buy some more nachos or some sort of shit like that.

"Answer Leigh." I begged silently.

"Leigh c'mon, not funny!"

Worry etched into my spine, my neck tingling uneasily while I called once more. After three rings I got through, I was about to gasp in surprise but a whimper cut me off. "Get off me. Now." I recognized Leigh's voice in desperate fear, someone else retorted in the background and shuffling was on the other end. "No I have a girlfriend you fucking prick!" I heard her shout, more shuffling. I froze on the spot, she was here somewhere, I heard her shout somewhere further down the road, two streets away from the pharmacy. More noises. "GET OFF!" A scream this time, I took off running seeing people turn their heads, wondering why a scream sounded at eight in the afternoon.

I passed close by the pharmacy and tried to listen again. "No one's here to save you, little dyke." A growl boomed throughout the street, but where the fuck was it coming from?!" "PERRIE!" A loud scream came from the dark street to my right, without thinking I took off running from my spot seeing two figures come into view, anger burning in the pit of my abdomen seeing Leigh with her hands being held above her head while a man peppered kisses roughly down her neck, squirming, thrashing, kicking, anything to get away.

My muscles burned in anger, I lunged forwards. "GET OFF HER YOU MOTHERFUCKING BASTARD!" I bellowed landing right on his back, knocking the man to the ground. Leigh slunk down to the floor shaking. "Get your hands off me bimbo!" He fought back, trying to shove me away. "Don't. You. Dare. Touch. Her. Ever. AGAIN!" I practically spoke through my teeth, the adrenaline rush giving me enough strength to hurl the bastard back against the wall. He groaned while I grabbed his shirt collar to intimidate him. "You hear me?!" I spat into his face. "Fucking shit." He yelped now a little scared. "Right, now get the fuck out of here!" I chucked him into the trash cans, staying right where I was while he stumbled to his feet. "Don't try to come back or I'll beat you to a fucking pulp! I don't give a damn if I'm a girl." I snarled making sure I was separating the bastard from Leigh-Anne. He hobbled away quickly, disappearing in a matter of moments.