Just friends?...yeah right...

Chapter 18

--Zayn's P.O.V.--

Oh My God. I can't believe this is happeneing. We ran in the house and couldn't believe our eyes.

Harry was on top of Michael, punching him to death and Nour was tied to a chair, naked. Blood was dripping from her leg so I'm pretty sure I know what Michael did. Niall ran to untie Nour, Louis was after him in a flash. Liam saw Michael unconcious on the floor and Harry still punching the shit out of him. Liam ran to Harry's side and pulled him off. I on the other hand, called police and ambulence.

Liam finally succeeded on getting Harry off of Michael. Harry was steaming. Blood dripping everywhere and I doubt any of it was his own. This was a scary sight.

I turn my attention to Nour to see her sobbing. They got her loose and I walked over there. I touched her bare shoulder and she jumped, like she was scared. She was a lost puppy.

Louis took off his shirt and gave it to her. She quickly put it on and allowed us to give her a hug as the police piled in. Harry was watching Michael while Liam was still holding him back. We all were crying at everything that happened.

Nour was raped.

My best friend was raped.

The police came in and asked some questions. They took Michael and Nour to the hospital but Nour was okay...on the outside.

Michael on the other hand, nobody knew and nobody cared. We knew he lived but we all wish he didn't.

Nour was let out of the hospital. I could tell she wanted to go talk to Harry but he looked scary, like he could kill any of us right now. Every single one of us were in tears, sobbing our eyes out.

Nour glided her way to Harry who was sitting on a hospitol bench.

He looked up, his eyes were red and puffy and so were hers. He stood up and looked at her in the eyes, before you knew it, they were hugging the life out of eachother.

Nour had a way with Harry, she aalways seemed to calm him down.

They walked over to our group of sobbing boys. She hugged each of us individually and thanked us.

We weren't going to take her to her house, she would be too scared so we took her to Harry's. Anne was fast asleep. Who wouldn't be? It was midnight and nobody knew what happened yet.

Nour was still in Louis' shirt and had a streak of blood going down the side of her leg.

Niall was a mess. He couldn't control himself and Nour had to sing in his ear softly for him to calm down.

We walked into Harry's house, not saying a word on this dreadful night.

We sat down on the couch, all looking like a mess.

"Thank you guys, for everything" Nour said, sniffling.

"Nour, you don't deserve this. We got there too late!" Liam cried into her arms.

She held him like it was her child.

"I'm fine" she said, obviously torn.

"You were raped. RAPED! Do you understand?!?!" I cried.

"Yes, but I'm fine now, thanks to you guys." she said, looking at me straight in the eyes.

"We were too late! I WAS TOO FUCKING LATE!" Harry screamed.

"No you weren't! He could have killed me if it weren't for you guys!" she defended, rubbing Harry's back.

We all shook our heads and Nour decided to go take a shower.