I pulled back once I knew what I was doing, and got off of Harry as quick as possible. I can't believe I just did that. Fucking hell.
"Zora? What the hell? Harry said with clear frustration on his face.
"What the hell? You kissed me you asshole!" I yelled at Harry.
"Well you kissed back you little shit!" he yelled at me getting off the couch and walking towards me.
"Fuck you!" I said and ran out of the room and up the stairs to "my" bedroom and locked myself in the closet. I heard Harry's footsteps come up the stairs and trail into the room.
"Zora? Where the hell are you?" he shouted. Tears pooled up in my eyes and slowly streamed down my face. I thought about what Louis had said and how the other girls Harry had taken are dead. I needed to get the hell out of here. Harry must have heard me sniffing and knocked on the door.
"Go. Away. Now," I said my voice in monotone.
"Dammit Zora unlock the fucking door!"
"Um how about no and you can go to hell!"
"Smart thing to say to someone like me!" he yell and his footsteps disappeared and it was quiet. But in the blink of an eye I heard someone running towards the door and it smashed open.
"Are you fucking serious!" I yelled at Harry and he pulled me out of the closet and pinned me to the wall.
"I told you to unlock the damn door! But with you being the little bitch you are, of coarse you didn't listen. So yeah I smashed the fucking door to pieces! he shouted as his grip tightened on my shoulders.
"Let go of me before a smash your fucking dick into pieces!" I yelled back. His grip loosened but he didn't let go of me. I knew if I didn't get out of here he would kill me. His grip was loosened just enough so I could get away from him.
"Zora! Get back here now!" I heard Harry yell and chase after me. I ran down the stairs and looked for the door. Once I saw it, I took off sprinting towards the door. I opened it and ran outside to figure out which way was home.
Harry was not giving up yet so I just ran, I don't remember which way Harry took to get me to his so I ran until I came across a familiar street. It's like my feet knew exactly where to go. I think I lost Harry on some street but I still kept running.
I saw my house come into view and that made me run harder. Oliver. I needed to find Oliver and tell him what was happening. I ran to the front door and for some reason it was unlocked, but I didn't care. Once inside I slammed the door shut and locked it. I went to every window downstairs and locked it.
"Oliver!" I yelled once I finished locking the windows. There was no response so I ran upstairs to look. "Oliver! You bastard this isn't funny!" I yelled again. I made sure to lock all the windows upstairs as well. The only room I haven't been in my room yet so that's where I was walking to now.
Oliver was no where to be found and so I assumed that he went to the store or something. I looked at the clock and it was three in the morning and I was tired. I walked into my room and turned the light on when I saw movement by my bed.
"Hello love," it was Louis.
"Holy fucking balls Louis! You scared the shit out of me!" I yelled at him but I was also happy to see him, he looked at me and smirked.
"I scare a lot of people love," he said getting closer to me. "Shouldn't you be with Harry ?"
"No I ran away, he was going to kill me if I stayed any longer and how did you get into my house?" he completely ignored my question.
"Kill you?" he asked and left me confused.
"Um, yeah like you said."
"Oh right," he said in a slightly sarcastic tone. Moving closer and closer to me.
"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are Zora?" Louis asked close he was almost touching me.
"My parents," I replied not really wanting to bring up that soar subject. Louis lifted his hand and stroked my hair. I started getting nervous because Louis wasn't the Louis I met only six hours ago.
"It's a shame that they burned isn't it?" he asked and a bubbled formed in my throat.
"How do you know?" I mumbled.
*warning if ur not comfortable with rape/sex type situations, skip like 7 paragraphs*
"Oh there's a lot I know just like your pretty boy Harry," Louis said as he pinned me to the wall with his waste. "God you're so hot, and there's so many things I want to do to you right now," he growled in my hair.
"Louis let go," I said pushing on his chest, but he barley moved. As quick as a snake he threw me over his shoulder and threw me on my bed. I tried to crawl to the edge of my bed, but he grabbed my ankle and pulled me back closer to him.
He crawled on top of me until his dick was practically in my face. He took off his shirt and I was getting really scared.
"Louis, please. You don't want to do this." I said grabbing his shoulders trying to convince him. Tears were streaming down my face. I was totally over powered.
"Oh baby, I do want to, and you will too." He said with a smirk, wiping my tears off my face it but didn't help because I was crying to hard. I looked into his eyes to see that his pupils were almost covering his blue eyes. I was definitely terrified. I was stunned with fear that I couldn't move. I heard a clicking noise to see that louis was
He moved down to try to take off my pants. I lifted my leg and tried to knee him in the balls but he stopped it before it even got close to him. Oh shit.
"Oh Zora. You shouldn't have done that." He ripped off my pants and ripped open my shirt. I started to scream as he crawled on top of me. He stopped my screaming by slamming his lips on mine. He took off his boxers and my panties right after that. I started screaming over and over. Why couldn't the neighbors hear me?! His fingers trailed down and he plunged two fingers into me. I felt pain at the unfamiliar sensation and my back arched but Louis pushed me back down.
Just as I was about to let out another scream, Harry burst into the room.
A/N: Holy fucking plot twist! ~carly
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