Perrie's P.o.v
I wake up in an unknown room, where the walls resemble a grey sky.
At first I'm in a daze, and feel nothing, but quietness. But then my mind reminds itself of last night's events.
He raped me.
As if on cue the pain from my lower abdomen and pelvic area starts to worsen. I feel cold, wet, and used.
It hurts to move, and as I regain more consciousness, I realize there's another body next to me. It's Zayn's.
I force myself up, and now on a search for my clothes.
Before anything, I notice that the sheets are wet. It's blood.
That's when I panic, and tears start rolling down my face.
I remind my self to stay silent, or Zayn will awaken if I'm too loud.
I fight through the pain, and I get up and find all my clothes. I change and leave the room.
I eventually find my way out of the fray house, walking over passed out bodies and red cups, I'm at the front door.
How will I get home?
I have no home, where will I go? What will I do? I live with Zayn! Oh no, what now??
For now, I just keep walking, even know it hurts like hell, but I have to get somewhere. I find my phone in my jeans, luckily only at 14%
I check the time, and it's about 4:30 in the morning.
I call the only person that I know will help me. Harry. He's been my best friend since primary school. He actually introduced me to Zayn.
I dial his number and on the third ring, he picks up.
"Hey Perrie, what's up?" He asks. I can tell he just woke up, I probably woke him up.
"H-hey Harry, can you p-pick me up..?" I sniffle, And my voice sounding horse from all the...screaming.
"Are you okay?" Harry asks, distressed and more awake.
"No..." I say.
"I'll be right there. Where are you?" He asks, and I can hear him moving around on the other end. Probably getting ready.
I tell him my where I am, and he hangs up with a goodbye.
I sit on the curb and await my ride.
And soon every little thing comes back to me. All the dates, all the cute moments. He hurt me. Realizing it now, he always has.
He treated me like shit, and never really cared about me. I guess he got what he wanted. And I thought this as over, I thought he said he was going to change. I guess I was wrong.
The tears come out, and as soon as I know it in sobbing. I pull my knees o my chest and let it out.
What am I going to do?
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A while later, I'm at Harry's place, and it's about 5:30 AM.
I told him what happened, and he got angry, really angry.
The thing about Harry, he is really protective, especially over his family and friends. Sometimes he is overprotective. But it has it's perks.
Right now, I'm sitting on his couch watching a movie, while he's in the kitchen making breakfast.
Louis walks out of the bathroom, still half-asleep. Yup, Harry and Lou live together. They are dating.
"Hey Lou." I say quietly, with a small wave.
"Hey Per-Bear." He says, and flops down next to me on the couch.
"Whatcha watching?" He asks.
"Just something that Harry put on earlier, I'm not really paying attention." I say with a sigh.
"So, why are you here so early?" He asks.
"Something with Zayn, noth-nothin really." I say nervously.
I don't feel like talking about right now.
"What did he do?" He says, catching on to my lie in an instant.
Just I-I don't want to talk about right n-now..." I say, on the verge of tears.
"Of course." He says, and side hugs me.
Harry says from the kitchen that breakfast is served.
"Yayy food!" Lou says, and literally jumps over the couch and practically sprints into the kitchen.
"I'm friends with a bunch of idiots..."I shake my head and whisper to myself. I'm kinda feeling better now.
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