Downfall (1D/5SOS Fanfiction)

Nine

"Do I really have to go?" I crossed my arms. After school, I somehow ended up standing in the senior parking lot, deciding whether or not to climb onto Harry's black motorcycle.

"Please? I want you to meet one of my friends!" He patted the seat behind him as he put on his helmet.

Rolling my eyes, I climbed onto the seat and wrapped my arms around his waist so I wouldn't fall off.

"This is, what, your second day of school and you already have friends?"

Harry started the engine and it purred to life. "What can I say? No one can resist my charm and good looks!"

With that, he hit the pedal and we zoomed down the street. My stomach felt like it was in my throat and my hands involuntarily clutched tighter on Harry's shirt.

He felt my uneasiness and slowed down a bit.

"Are you okay?"

Trees, buildings, and cars blurred past us as I tried to make sense of my dizziness.

"Uhm, to be honest this is my first time on a motorcycle. Can we go slower?" I forced my tensed muscles to relax and tried not to think about falling off and dying. Closing my eyes, I held onto Harry, concentrating on his warmth and musky scent.

Harry's body rumbled against me as he let out a short laugh.

"Well hold on tight and you won't die, silly."

I can imagine his smug smirk as I felt the motorcycle picking up speed despite my complaint.

"You bastard." I lightheartedly scolded and rest my head on his back for the rest of the ride.

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"We are here!"

Harry shouted and parked his vehicle outside a small house.

"Where exactly is here?" He pulled off his helmet and extended his hand to help me off the bike.

"Band practice." Harry grinned at my confused expression and led me up the porch. Faint guitar strumming sounded from inside as Harry knocked on the door.

"My friend is in a rock band called 5 Seconds of Summer or whatever." I nodded at his explanation.

A few moment later, a curly-haired boy answered the door with a huge smile. I recognized him from school.

"Harold!! Wasn't expecting you." An adorable giggle escaped his lips as he high-fived Harry. I shuffled my feet awkwardly. The boy stepped forward, finally acknowledging my presence.

His tank had a bunch of holes in it and he wore the skinniest black skinny jeans I had ever seen. But he was very attractive.

Harry spoke up,"Ashton, this is my friend, Abigail. Abigail, this is Ashton."

Ashton gave me a friendly wave and opened the door wider.

"Come in, guys. Make yourself at home. We were in the middle of rehearsing for our gig on Sunday. Oh, that reminds me." Ashton skipped further in the house, to the garage, maybe? "Calum! Luke! Michael! We have company!"

I stopped dead in my tracks.

Michael? Michael...Clifford? As in the drug dealer who tried to rape me in the alley yesterday?

I had no time to process my thoughts before the boy with green hair came in the room with two other guys. My breath hitched in my throat.

Michael caught my stare and he stopped in surprise as well. He looked very different without his creepy black attire from yesterday. He wore a band tee and black jeans, like a normal teenage boy.

Chills raced through me as I started to panic. I needed to leave, now.

The other boys in the room noticed our surprised stares and coughed uncomfortably.

"Do you guys know each other or something?" The Asian-looking boy asked. I think he was in one of my classes. Calum, was it?

"No. Kind of. Not really."

Michael shook his head, probably thinking about our encounter yesterday.

Dread filled my thoughts. What if he tries to do something to me again? I hardly know any of these people.

Harry was silent through this whole exchange. A blonde boy stood behind Michael, clearly too shy to introduce himself. Ashton cleared his throat loudly.

"Well this is awkward." He stepped towards his bandmates. "This is Harry and his friend, Abigail." Ashton gestured to us. "And this is Luke, Calum, and Michael. But it looks like Michael and Abby have met before..."

Michael sent him an icy glare that could freeze a small animal. He gave me one last glance before running back to wherever he came from.

Harry turned towards me and whispered,"Do you feel okay? You look like you're panicking." He was clearly confused as to why I was so upset.

"Uh, can we go outside and talk?" I bit my bottom lips nervously, glancing from Harry to the other boys. Luke gave me a shy smile and scurried after Michael.

Harry nodded and faced Ashton and Calum.

"We'll be right back."

They watched us curiously as Harry led me outside to the porch.

Once we were out of their sight, I exhaled, looking up at Harry. He held both of my hands to get them to stop trembling.

"Remember last night when I bumped into you while getting the drugs for Edwin? I got the drugs from Michael. Before he gave them to me, he groped me and I thought he was going to rape me." I shuddered as I remembered the way his hands roamed my body.

Harry's face grew hard and his jaw clenched.

"What do you want me to do?" His voice was full of determination.

"I kinda just want to go home." I felt bad that he drove all the way here and he didn't even get to hang out with his friends.

No, Abigail. Stop being so selfish.

"Actually, it's fine. I want to go back in. They are your friends and you should hang out with them." Besides, there is no way in hell that I'm going to give Michael the satisfaction of knowing that I was scared of him.

Harry smiled,"Luke and Calum seem like nice lads, yeah?" I shrugged and we walked back into Ashton's house.

Maybe Michael isn't who he seemed to be, or so I hoped.

A/N:

Ching chong motherfucker.

I know that Calum isn't asian okay? So don't call me a carrot haha.

Hope ya'll liked this chappie, epic things are coming ;D

Special thanks to @discxnnectedsauce for helping me write the next few chapters. :)

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Edited by @JennyUyen