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Chapter 8 ~ The 'Accident'~

Recap: Harry lightly smacked my cheecks.
"Please dont close your eyes, please. Your all I have left", Harry with tears in his eyes.

That made me wish I hadn't dont what I just did, but it was too late.

"I-I can't", I whispered. And my eyes closed.
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Poke

Poke

Poke

Who the hell keeps poking me in the stomach?!
It's probably been half and hour and some biotch is still poking me in the stomach.

Dont tell me to move because trust me, I tried to move a long time ago, and my body wont fucking work with me.

Poke

Ok, that's it.

I shot up and grabbed the hand coming towards me, about to poke me again. That person screamed in pain as I twisted it. I felt somebody push me down on my back, causing me to release that persons grip.

I looked up to see Harry holding me down and Louis dramaticlly holding his index finger. Biotch.

As I snapped out of my thoaghts, I realized that their was a pain in my arm. I looked at it to see it neatly wrapped up in a gauze.

I looked around the room to see the rest of the boys either laughing at Louis or staring at me. Louis shot them a glare and they quickly shut up.

All was quiet exept for Louis mumbling some incoherent words about his index finger.

Man up Lou...

I realized that I was still laying down, I shot Harry a look. He raised his eyebrows and I shot him a 'Let me go or you die biotch' look. He quickly let go.

I sat up and looked at the boys who were still staring at me.

"Is their something on my face or....", I said jokingly.

The boys looked at me in disbelief and amusement.

"You almost fucking died and your making jokes?!", Liam yelled.

I rolled my eyes, "Nice to see you too Liam", I said sarcastically.

"Now is not the time for sass", Liam said rolling his eyes, mumbling "Maybe you are Louis sister...".

"I dont see what the problem is. You guys kidnap me and expect me to be happy about it. You basically insulted me before the second day ended. You almost got me kidnapped AGAIN, maybe raped, or even killed. And you expect me t-", a biotch cut me off.

It was Zayn.

Yup, a biotch cut me off.

"First of all we saved your life! You had no friends and you still dont. Your life is pathetic, the only reason your here is because Harry is your brother, so you be thankful we didn't send you back to that so called man you call "Dad" because we damn well know he is nothing but an abusive bitch! We did this for you!", Zayn yelled.

I opened my mouth in shock.
I was about to say something that you may even need to cover your grandchildrens childrens ears for but Harry covered my mouth.

"Zayn!", Harry scolded.

Really, all he fucking says is 'Zayn'.

"Guys! Lets discuss this downstairs", Harry said calmly.

"I'm not going downstairs with that" I said glaring at Zayn.

Zayn just rolled his eyes. "Then you wont be going downstairs at all", He said grinning, walking downstairs.