I Won't Tell -Zayn Malik Au-

Chapter Twelve {Part Two}

I'm just going to warn you this chapter contain little rape , when you see this '****' Read at your own risk.

"Gabby, Gabby you okay?" Michael tried to get my attention.

No, i'm not okay. I don't think i will ever be okay because my worst nightmare has arrived in the building -- Zayn, his girlfriend, Pierre, and his friends, Harry, Liam, Louis, and Niall. 

And they're making their way over to the bar. I seriously don't like this.

I wanted to leave right then and there before they take a notice of me. I see Pierre pecked Zayn before she went off somewhere with her friends, so it was just the guys heading over to the minibar. As they got closer i have no choice but to look away so they don't see me. 

"Gabby, hey," I turned my attention to Michael who's giving me a concern gaze. "Whats going on? Are you alright?"

I was about to open my mouth to say something i heard a familiar rasp voice. "Shots please? Actually make that two for my friend here."

I heard Harry ordered not wanting to look over but i took a glimpse and see that the bartender handed over two glasses of the yellow brownish liquid to Harry and Zayn. As they took it and finished it with one gulp and was asking for another. 

Not wanting to be anywhere near them, i looked up at Michael my hand on his arm. "Come on, lets uh, go some place else."

"Whats wrong?" Then he looked over me at Zayn and his friends still at the bar, then back at me. "Do you know them?"

I was going to open mouth and respond back. "Wait, is that who i think it is? 'Quiet' girl." I heard a familiar Irish accent. Fuck shit fuck -- they caught me, dammit. 

"Hey, turn around so we can take one good look at you," I heard Louis' voice. "we know its you."

Shit, they knew its me, theres no escaping from them. I slowly turned around with Michael clearly confused of whats going right now, as i faced with the jerks thats trying to ruin my life. I have no clue where Liam might have went, he's probably somewhere.

They stood there eyeing me up and down with smirks on their faces, i was beginning to feel really uncomfortable. "Wow, well look at you," Louis say with a smirk.

"I knew theres a dirty slut in you." Harry said after taking his second shot while his eyes still on me.

"Hey, she's not a dirty slut," Michael stepped in. "you watch what you say to her."

"May I ask who the hell you are?" Harry asked glaring at Michael who's also glaring back at me.

"No may i ask who the hell are you, talking to a girl like that? I'm sure you mummy taught you better than that-,"

Harry all of a sudden took a step forward like he wanted to mentally bash Michael's face in. "What the fuck did you just say to me?"

Michael took a step forward as well and looks like shits about to go down. There were a few eyes watching whats going on at the bar. I had to grab hold of Michael's arm pulling him back. "Michael, forget it. Just forget it." But he didn't listen, still going at it with Harry.

Thats when Luke and Ashton jumped in. "Hey, hey back off. What the heck's going on?" asked Luke. "You assholes already trying to start shit?"

"This asshole just called Gabby a dirty slut." Michael gestured to Harry.

"Hey, i don't know you. But you watch how the fuck you talk to my friend," Zayn say trying to get pass Luke, but Luke held him back. 

"No, you're friend should watch how the hell he's speaking to my friend," Then Luke shoved him back.