A Summer. A Smile. A Memory

"HELP!" I shouted. I was being wash off further from the shore. I panic. I can see the boys jump in the water and swimming as fast as they could. It was still raining heavily and the storm is getting worst.

"Don't move." a hard voice sings and a pair of strong arms grab me. I look up. Zayn. I don't get it. He hates me. He would probably love it if i drown to death. I did as he said and he swim us back to shore.

"Zayn, you don't swim." Harry said surprised.

"I don't doesn't mean I can't." He focus back on me. "You okay?" He lean down and surprise me with a hug.

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10. The dark side of Mike

 

It was a dark night and I was walking home after a long day of volleyball training. Then out of nowhere he grabs my hands and pushes me against the fence hard. He grabs my hand so tightly that it begins to numb.

“Where were you that night?” I could smell the alcohol in his breath. “You made me a freak show who can’t take down one girl.” He said angrily.

“Mike... Stop. My hand.” I try to break through.

“You are my girlfriend; you should do what I say.” He let go and slap me. I feel on the ground and all I could do was cried and wait for the pain to stop. He laughs evilly and hit me again. I started screaming and he pulled my hair.

“Shut up you lil.” He stops and let me go. Then he came close and brushes my hair and wiped my tears away. “I’m sorry babe. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I was so confused what happen and so frighten. “Let me take you home.”

“You freak! Get away from me!”

“What did you say?!” he shouted angrily and grabs me tight, pulling me up and throw me to the gate. “You are nothing. You think you are all that? Well… guess what? This whole thing was just a game. I can hit on any girl I want. But you… pfft” he pushes me harder on the gate and whisper in my ear “You’ll regret.”

After that night I moved to another city. Starting over was the only thing I could do. However nightmares still haunts me at night. I learn to let things go and moved on after a few years. It became a lot easier when Charley came along.

“Hey babe, what you thinking?” Zayn hugs me and woke me up from my day dream.

“Nothing.” I smile and he looks closely at me.

“You sure?”

“Yep.” I smile and kiss his cheeks. He smiles back and got up to the piano, playing my favorite lullaby.

After a few songs, my phone beeps. I recognize the number. Mike.  I head out of the room so Zayn won’t ease drop.

“Hello?” I answer the phone.

“Hey little missy. Thought you could getaway that easily? Well guess what? I’m coming back and then I’ll take you and they can't do anything about it.”

 “You can’t do that. There’s so many of us here and just one of you.” I roll my eyes. Who does he thinks he is?

“Maybe, but what if I had a gun?” He laughs and hung up.

What? He is going mad. What has gotten into him? I hurry back in and Zayn stood by the piano ready to come and get me.

“Something wrong?”

“No. just my roommate.” I lied.

“Oh.” He smiles and grabs my hand. “Well, the boys plan to go for a movie tonight. Do you wanna join them?”

“Asking me out on a date?” I tease.

“Well, I should have asked in a more formal way. My apologies.” He reaches for my lips. “Do you wanna go out on a date with me?”

“My pleasure.” I giggle.

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