Clever Girl (Louis Tomlinson)

His hot breath that reeked with alcohol fanned over my face, and I squirmed against the cold wall. His clammy hands grasped my shoulders, and his fingernails dug into my neck. I loved this man. The man who was making me feel weak and helpless. He gently pressed himself to me, but when I fidgeted, he grabbed me tight. I mustered all the strength I could to let a simple word out.

"Stop." I whispered.

He opened his mouth and looked down at me. His eyes were full of lust and anger. Cameron removed his right hand from my shoulder and brought it back. I closed my eyes, for I knew what was coming next. Before the blow could come, a high, clear voice rung through the air.

"She said stop."