Save Me (A 5sos Fanfic)~not continued

Chapter 6

Poppy's P.O.V:

"Is he fucking serious?", Olivia shouted making her voice echo throughout the empty house.

Olivia had come straight over, not even bothering to knock. I had managed to get changed into the tank top and pants; I didn't have enough energy for the jeans. She had stormed right upstairs, realising I was in my parents bedroom. As soon as she saw me she ran to me. Crouching down, she stroked the hair out of my eyes and cuddled me. Just having her their to comfort me made me feel safe. I cried and cried, soaking her T-shirt up, whilst she rocked me back and forth to calm me.

"I'm here, I'm here", she kept whispering to me.

She really was the best.

As soon as I calmed down she had held me gently by the shoulders and looked into my eyes.

"What's happened? I knew something's been up with you, tell me everything, not just what happened today, everything", she said gently.

I told her everything; cutting, Stacey, Harry. The thing about Olivia is that she didn't look at me with pity in her eyes. She looked at me like she felt my pain to. My problems; her problems. My emotions; her emotions.

After I told her, she went off in a rant. She started pacing up and down my parents bedroom shouting insults.

"We have to do something babe. What he did was so wrong!"

"No, I can't. He said he'll leave me if I stay quiet, I did and I am. It will be fine.", I whispered quietly.

"That's what you said last time Poppy. What if it won't be fine? What if he comes..."

I'd grabbed her arms making her look at me. I winced at the pain.

"He won't come back, okay? He's gonna stay away. It was the deal", I said.

"This is surreal, why aren't you doing anything?"

"Because I know he won't. If he does, I will tell the police, I promise."

"What about Stacey and this?" She gestured towards my wrists. It was surprise Harry hadn't seen. Too busy in his own pleasure.

"I'll stay away from Stacey, I'll avoid her. As long as she doesn't see me, she won't do anything. As for my arms, I will stop if everything goes okay." I said, the tears threatening to fall again. I didn't know wether it was going to work.

"I love you so much babe, I hate seeing you like this. I trust you and this is why I'm not going to tell anyone. If this plan works I won't tell. I don't want you hurt. I can't lose you".

The worry was clear in her voice. The tears in her eyes were visible.

"It will be fine, it will be fine", I whispered over and over again, and I hugged her, putting my chin on top of her head.

She pulled away suddenly.

"Poppy, what about the concert? We have to cancel. We can't go when you're like this.", she mumbled through her sobs.

"No, no, no, listen to me Liv, we are going to that concert, I know how much it means to you. We are going and that's it."

She smiled weakly at me.

"Thank you so much, you're such a strong girl. I'm so glad you're my best friend.", she whispered.

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Olivia spent the day with me, never leaving my side. She helped me get washed, helped me clean up, checked my cuts and bruises and got me everything I needed. For the rest of the day we planned out the concert. What we were gonna wear, what time we were meeting, what essentials to bring. I couldn't let Olivia down.

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The week went fast. I did my best to avoid Stacey. My bruises were fading and Olivia was still non stop talking about the concert.

Friday was here; the concert. Yayyy. Olivia was fangirling the whole day. We parted ways at the end of the day. Olivia was coming round at 5. The concert started at 6. It was 3:30 now so If I got home on time I would have a hour and 20 minutes to get ready. I was never this organised. I plugged my earphones in, my music blasting. Before I knew it I was home. I didn't rush to much. I took a quick shower, coming out feeling fresh.

I'd decided to wear Blink 182 t-shirt, with my checked shirt on top, the sleeves slightly rolled up, not showing my cuts. I wore my black ripped skinnies with my Vans. Casual. I'd straightened my hair. I hadn't decided wether to wear my SnapBack so I put it in my bag, deciding to ask Olivia for advice. I put my bracelets on that filled up my right wrist. I decided to put more make up on then usual. I didn't know anyone there so I knew I wouldn't get judged, I hope. I put foundation on along with blusher. Not too much. I didn't wear much. I put a line of eyeliner on my top lid and mascara and after a life or death decision, I decided to put red lipstick on to go with my red shirt.

BEEP! IPhones likes to make a noise whatever the notification was. It was a message from Olivia.

Olivia: Hey my chameleon, you ready? I'll be over in 10 min.

Poppy: Hey my monkey, im readyyyy, help with my outfit though??

Olivia: I'll be over! I'll have to see! Patience my child. I already know everyone needs my fashion in them.

Poppy: Yeah right, like I really need a Miley Cyrus in me.

Olivia: Fuck you

Poppy: Awwwww, fuck you too

Olivia: .... Maybe fuck you can be our always.

That cracked me up. Her and that fucking book that's ruined everyone's lives. She couldn't put 'The Fault in Our Stars' down when she first started reading it but it was pretty good book.

Poppy: Great idea Liv. Fuck you should be our always. See you in a minute bitchatchos.

A/N: woooo! Concert timeeee! 5sos are in the next chapter! I'm sorry it took forever for them to appear but hopefully it will be worth it. Thank you to everyone who's read this! I love you all 💕