Falling For My Stepbrother || Cake

I'll Always Be Here For You

Luke

I can't believe how shocked Calum looked when I kissed Zayn.

I mean I probably shouldn't have kissed him infront of him but he's my boyfriend so why wouldn't I?

It was kind of funny actually when he looked all confused and flabbergasted.

He was kind of cute.

What?

I didn't mean cute I mean weird, ugly yeah he was ugly when he made that face.

Anyway the movie was over and Zayn and I were in the car on the way back to my house.

He stopped infront of some building and shut the car off. I looked at him confused and he just smiled.

'What are we doing here?' I asked.

'I just wanted to be alone to spend some time together.' He said with that thick accent as he placed his hand on my thigh.

I immediately got nervous and uncomfortable at the touch.

'Oh um Zayn I told you that I wasn't ready to do anything yet.' I said removing his hands off my leg.

'We've been dating for a month and I want to have sex and I am sick of waiting.' He said as he grabbed my wrists putting them at my side making it hard for me to move.

He moved closer and started to kiss me all over my neck.

'N-no please s-stop Zayn.'

Tears were already in my eyes as I tried to get out of his grip but he was too strong.

'Relax I promise it'll feel good.' He said as he started to rub my crotch and I just wanted to get out of there.

'Zayn please I-I promise that we can do stuff j-just wait please.' I pleaded.

'That's what you said last time.' He spat in my face.

He leaned the seat back getting on top of me, adding to the pressure of my restraints.

'The less you struggle the easier it'll be babe.' He said getting annoyed.

'But I don't want this!' I screamed tears falling hard down my face.

'You're a liar I know you want this you've always wanted this you little slut.' He said.

He was shirtless now and was beginning to undue his belt and pants to take them off.

'P-please Zayn.' I pleaded tears pouring down my face feeling hopeless.

As he was going for my pants I tried to think of a way to get out of here.

I needed to do something.

When he wasn't looking I kicked him in the crotch pushing him off me and opened the door and ran.

I ran and ran as fast I could.

The tears were pouring out of me and all I wanted was to be home.

I just want to go home and forgetabout everything.

I feel so soiled.

I feel dirty.

I feel like trash.

I feel so disgusting.

I couldn't help but think what would have happened if I didn't get out of there.

I aslo couldn't help but think that if I just gave him what he wanted and just had sex with him then this wouldn't have happened, it's my own fault.