The Game

Forty-one

I leave Niall's room not really sure how we ended it.. He never answered about getting me out. I know he's got alot riding at stake here...his life.

He doesn't want me to have this baby but how on earth do we go about getting rid of it?

I go back to my room and shut the door, get into bed with Zara who is still sleeping and lay there. I rest my hands on my stomach things are different now I actually saw the baby. I feel like I've made a connection which I can't break.

Do I want a baby by the person who has caused me so much hell, pain and upset? My rapists baby, no I don't.

But can I be just as evil as him and kill this baby that's breathing inside me? No I can't.

With so much going through my head I fall into a sleep.

I wake to Zara stirring, "What time is it? She asks.

"Funny question" I laugh.

She laughs too as she fully knows we have no concept of time here. "The boys went out so the door is unlocked if you want to eat or anything" I say.

"Fuck yes!" she jumps out of bed and hurries out the room. I decide to stay with my thoughts.

Fifteen weeks? That means baby has full features, if it was born now it would look like a real baby, I could even hold it in my hand. I'm dragged out of my thought by a murderous scream from Zara.

I jump up and whine in pain and run down stairs to where Zara is, I find her in the kitchen with the boys who are out of their faces drunk.

Harry has Zara up on the counter as he's forcing himself on her, kissing her neck and groping her.

"Zara" I call out and all the boys turn around and look at me.

"Ah the love of my life!" Harry let's go of Zara and rushes over to me lifting me up and spinning me round. The grip he has on my back sends me screaming in pain.

He puts me down and lifts up my top "Where is your dressing?"

Shit.

"It was itchy so I took it off, sorry Harry" I worryingly say.

"Hmm it's not going to heal if you don't keep the dressing on" he caringly brushes his hand down my cheek.

"If it's irritating you we can leave it off for a while" he smiles.

I frown at him, he worries me when he's being nice. I stand still and watch him nervously.

"What? Can't I be nice to you?" he smiles and turns around to Zara, he pulls her off the counter and she walks over to me.

"Well we had an amazing night, laughing and drinking. Meeting hot girls" Louis winks as if to make us jealous.

"Poor women" I mutter which gives me a glare from Liam.

"Where's Niall?" Liam asks.

"I don't know, I assume in his room" I shrug.

"So he has you both here all night and hasn't dipped his cock yet?" Liam frowns.

Me and Zara both just shrug, "We haven't left our room" Zara says.

"Right.. He could of just walked in and had you both. Maybe he's sleeping the pussy" Liam walks off out the kitchen and I assume he's gone to get Niall.

"Can I just say how beautiful you look Lauren, actually you are glowing" Harry pours himself a glass of red wine.

Zara leans into me and wraps her arms around me, shielding my belly.