Tell me you love me.

TEN

Allison's pov:
"Heyy there are you!" Mia yelled from behind. "Ha yeah from the moment we went inside I lost you." "Come on, let's drink ourselves into a coma." She said excited.

"I don't drink." I said embarrassed. "As I said before. There's a first time for everything." I laughed nervously. Was I going to do this? Drinking on my fifteen? Fuck it. I'm complaining about drinking on 15, almost 16 , while there are a lot worse things happening in my life right now.

After half an hour and four bottles later I was pretty drunk. I was dancing with a boy I don't even know, I'm not complaining tho. I like it.

Suddenly a hand pulls my arm from the dance floor. "Allison, what the fuck? You're way too young to drink. You promised you wouldn't drink." Bryce said disappointed and a little mad. "What? I'm not drunk. You are!" "Come on I'm gonna take you home."

He put his arm under mine. "Where do you live?" "Um. It's a big house and grey." I don't know if that was enough, cause I didn't knew the address.

He rang the bell and Lauren opened the door. "Allison? What- who are you?" He asked Bryce. "I'm Bryce, a friend. I spotted her and wanted to take her home." "Thanks I guess." Lauren thanked him and took me inside. Demi came also downstairs.

I sat on the couch and Demi and Lauren sat next to me. "Ally?" Lauren asked. "Are you drunk?" "No." "Allison! You can't drink, you're way too young!" "Bryce said the same thing." I mumbled.

"Who is Bryce?" "I'm nauseous." "Yeah probably bec-" Before Lauren could finish I ran to the bathroom and throw everything out. "Are you okay hunny?" Demi said rubbing my back. "I'm going to sleep."

I felt both of their eyes on me. This will probably be the last day I'll stay here since I fucked up. Like always.

Demi's pov:
I don't know why she acted so strange at first, but afterwards the alcohol made sense. It was a little triggering to saw her like that. I didn't knew she drank. She's fifteen?

She suddenly ran to the bathroom. looked at her in worry. "Are you okay hunny." I asked. "I'm going to sleep." It brakes my heart when I think about what she has been through.

Her mother died when she was 10 and her own father abused her. If I'll ever see this man I make sure he'll end up in the hospital.

I know I don't know Allison for long, but since the moment I saw her, she looked so broken and bruised and I just really want to help her.

I really want to but I can't keep pushing if she
won't open up.

I went to her room and she was sleeping with her clothes and shoes on. I put her shoes off. I was doubting about changing her clothes, but I didn't eventually. I want to give her privacy and I'm still a stranger to her.

I sat on the bed next to her, admiring how beautiful beautiful she is. I stroke her hair for a minute and kiss her forehead.

"Goodnight." I whisper, even if she can't hear me.