I Won't Tell -Zayn Malik Au-

Chapter Fourteen

~ Gabriel Pov~

-Next Day: Sunday-

The events of last night played over and over again in my head. I didn't barely get any sleep at all after gotten home from the hospital. I spent most of the night crying and my mother had to come and comfort me. 

When i woke this morning i still felt the ache. The pain and it hurts whenever i tried to move but i manage to somehow get up and take a shower and get dressed. I didn't even manage to leave the house, i decided to just stay at home closed up in my room. My mum would check on me a couple of times or bring me something to eat which i won't touch. She would try to get me to come out but i wouldn't budge. My phone would ring i don't know how many times but i didn't even bother to answer, i just wanted to be alone.

I laid in my spot in bed under the thick duvet just staring at nothing, until i hear the sound of my bedroom door cracked open but i didn't move.

"Gabriel," I heard the sound of my mother's voice. "someone here wants to see you."

I didn't say anything, just laid in my spot continuing to stare at nothing. I heard footsteps making their way around the bed, then i felt the bed dipped at my feet. I craned my neck to see who it could be that's when i spotted my friend, Luke, sitting there not daring to meet my eyes his eyes trained on the floor. He was leaned forward elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped together.

It was quiet between us no words spoken, we just stayed like that until i heard him let out a sigh. "All the guys worried about you." he said. I continued staying the way i was before he came in staring at nothing. "Ashton, Calum, and Michael; they're all wondering if you're alright. I didn't tell them, you know, what happened."

I didn't say anything just laid there, he continued. "Gabby, i'm so sorry. This is all my fault, i didn't meant for anything like this to happen. I should've stayed with you instead i was a jerk and left you for some chick."

I looked over to see him rubbed his face in his hands, frustratingly. I hated to see him like this blaming himself. Especially over me. I wanted to stop him but i have no voice to say anything right now, so i laid there and listened to him.

"I feel like a terrible friend, i really do." He said.

I couldn't let him sit here and blame himself. He's the bestest friend i have, he's the only one who stuck by side through thick and thin. I don't know what i'd do without him, he's almost like a brother i never had. I easily rose up so i was sitting up facing him, my arms resting on top of the massive doona covering my legs.  "L-Luke, please you're not-"

What surprised me next, he stood up fists balled at his sides. His cheeks turned red, and sure enough he looked angry. "I am, Gabriel! Don't sit there and tell me i'm not a terrible friend because i am, okay?"

I flinched at his rising tone, then his face soften soon after. "Oh my god, i'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No, no, its fine." I cut him off, looking down playing with my fingers. I understood he's angry, we both didn't think this would happen to me. But it did and hurt us both like hell. To be honest, i'm the one who's really hurt. I respect my body, but now after what just happened i feel "dirty" and like i've done something wrong to deserve this.

It was quiet between us again, then he broke the silence. "Why won't you tell us who did this to you?" He asked almost in a whisper.

Thats when i lost my voice again, i didn't speak but kept quiet. I didn't look up at him but kept my eyes down staring at my lap. "You've been beaten, and i didn't know about this -- or your mum. When she found out she devastated. Why won't you tell us?"