Look after you ~L.T~

Chapter 45

(Hey guys, so I'm going to treat you all and give you a sexual chapter, you haven't had one in a while, it will be very graphic and very detailed just a heads up)

??? POV

I know it's weird stalking her, but, I love her, if she paid me the slightest attention I think I would orgasm.

I was just stood there, as usual, watching her sleep, with that cute little puppy, and then she woke up, and I'm sure she saw me, I don't know if she knew it as me, but she saw me.

Billies POV

They were just stood there, frozen, I was too scared to move, so I did the only thing that I thought of.

"Niall!" I screamed.

The person came running over to me, they covered my mouth and my breathing quickend, my heart was beating fast, I was scared out of my mind.

Niall came rushing into the room and I heard the person sigh, who is it?

"Leave, now" Niall demands.

"I said LEAVE!" Niall shouts.

"But I love her!" The person shouts back, the voice sounds familiar.

"Greg?" I ask.

"Yes, I still love you, I want you to be mine again" He pleads.

"Pick your bottam lip up off the floor and dry your eyes mate, because I'm not getting back together with you, I don't love you, I love Louis" I explain. Anger rises inside of him and his fist unexpectedly smashes against my eye.

"The fuck you do that for?" I cry, and by cry I mean literally cry. The tears come streaming down my face from the pain.

Niall runs over and punches Greg in the face. Greg only hits me in return. Why? Niall hit him not me. Gregs fist continues to connect with my face, it's so hard that I pass out from the pain, my whole world goes black, the last thing I see is a lamp hit my face.

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When I wake up Niall is at my side, I try to lift myself up but pain rushes through every part of my body.

"Hey" I smile weakly at Niall. He frowns and gets up and walks out get room, oh, ok then.

Harry comes rushing in, he hugs me and I wince from the pain, when his elbow knocked my eye, why does this always happen to me?

"Sorry" He notices me wincing.

"It's ok" I reassure him. He sits down next to me on the bed and I notice his busted knuckles.

"Harry" I ask.

"Yeah" he replies.

"What's that?" I point to his knuckles.

"What? You think I'm gonna let him get away with what he did?" He asks, I laugh and take a sip of water that's next to me.

"Hand me a mirror" I tell Harry.

"No" he shakes his head.

I sigh. "Harry, I'm either going to get up and get it or you can save me the pain and get it for me"

"Fine" he groans, he hands me the mirror and I have a look, my eye is swollen and black and all around it is covered in bruises, there about three.

"It's not that bad" I shrug.

"Yeah, right" Harry scoffs.

I hear the front door slam. Now who the fuck is here.

"Is she in there?" A voice asks, it's the voice that sends a wave of electricity down me when he whispers in my ear, it's the voice that can make me do anything.