Fight For You {Book 2 completed}

*Sequel to Only You* It is said that time heals all wounds, but Ally’s cuts just keep getting deeper and deeper. She thinks the horror is over when Damen is locked away, but little does she know. What will she think when she starts getting cryptic little ‘presents’ on her doorstep early in the morning? And how will she react when there is a note left, threatening the people she loves? Little does Ally know that the horror is hardly over.
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12. Green apples, strawberries and cream.


I heard someone softly calling my name. I groaned and covered my closed eyes, sleepily. Then I felt a very warm hand being placed on my cheek and I flinched. I don’t know why, but I was still startled from what happened yesterday. My eyes automatically shot open as I sat up.

I took in my surroundings. I was in the lounge on the couch; I must have dozed of yesterday. The curtains were open, letting bright day light flood into the room. The place was tidy since the last time I saw It. I guess Eleanor wanted to make a good impression for when the boys came. Oh my God! The boys are coming!

My eyes darted to the person in front of me. I immediately sighed heavily in relief and let my shoulders slump. A massive smile slipped on my face. The very person I most loved was in front of me; my Liam.

He was kneeling on the couch, in front of me. His hair was a mess and I could tell he didn’t have much sleep, from his eyes. His cheeks were flushed with a hint of pink ever so slightly. Liam was wearing a simple grey t-shirt and some navy blue chinos. I poked him in the chest to see if he was really here, or that I was just imagining him.

“Yes Ally, I’m here.” He said with a chuckle, taking my poking hand into his and sitting on the couch beside me.

“Liam!” I screamed and automatically embraced him in a warm hug. His muscly arms wrapped around me, leaving me to smell his delicious aroma. My bruises hurt when Liam hugged me, but I pushed the pain away. However I still couldn’t help myself letting out a mini gasp.

“It’s okay, I’m here now.” He said in a soothing tone, rubbing circles on my back. I pulled away a little and stared into his eyes.

“I missed you so…” I started to say but was stopped when I tasted bile come up my throat. My stomach felt horrible. You know that feeling you get when you wake up super early in the morning but don’t eat anything? I felt like that. I immediately crouched down and held my stomach tightly. I groaned with pain.

“Ally, are you okay?” Liam asked worriedly, crouching down with me. “Guys! Get in here!” he shouted towards everyone else. My eyes were getting blurry. I heard lots of footsteps come to a stop near me.

“Ally, what happened?” Louis asked, couching down on my other side.

“Ally darling?” I heard El’s voice.

Suddenly my stomach made a weird sound; my eyes went wide. I pushed everyone near me away and got up, still holding my stomach. I ran upstairs for the bathroom, like my life depended on it. I pushed the door opened and kneeled down in front of the toilet.

Instantly vomit poured out of my mouth, like a waterfall. I closed my eyes, to prevent myself from seeing the terrible mess. I felt Liam hold my hair back and lay a hand on my forehead. I tried pushing him away.  I didn’t want him seeing me vomit. But it was no use, he stayed never the less.

Once I was done, I stood up. I felt uneasy, but was steadied by Liam. He handed me a wet flannel to wipe my face, and tucked the stray strands of hair behind my ear. I looked at him with an apologetic smile. I didn’t know why I was vomiting, so I was very confused right now.

“It’s okay Ally.” He whispered, kissing the top of my forehead. I closed my eyed as he did so, and found that the tears came out. How can I deserve someone like Liam?

“Get yourself cleaned up, and I’ll make your breakfast and give you your meds. Okay?” he said wiping my tears with his thumb. I nodded slowly, and he made his way down stairs.

I turned to look in the mirror. I looked dreadful. My eyes had serious bags underneath, and my lips were dry. I sighed. I opened the tap and shaped my hands into a bowl, I let the water flow inside. Once it was full, I closed my eyes and splashed is onto my face. I repeated this for a couple of time and then turned off the tap, and grabbed a towel.

I dabbed my face dry and went to my room. I was still my old sweats and tee from yesterday. Man, I looked like a tramp. I wonder what Liam thought of me when he first saw me since he came back. I should have been up and all dolled up for him. Instead he comes home to find me sleeping and vomiting. Never the less I walked to my cupboard opened the door.

I got a pair of waist high, dark blue boyfriend jeans and a white tank top which said ‘I’m misunderstood’. I looked at my tank top, it showed too much arm. I needed something that covered me; after all I didn’t want him to see my bruises and cuts. I threw the tank top back and grabbed a long sleeve peach colour top which had a ‘v’ neck.

I clutched my clothes and walked straight towards the bathroom. I needed a shower, there was no doubt I stunk right now. As I stripped down I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I turned fully to face myself. The bruises were getting a dark purple colour and my cuts were healing slowly. I wouldn’t ever let Liam see me like this. If he did he would start asking questions, and there was a high possibility he might leave me. Then my eyes darted towards the scar that Damen made years ago. It always remained there reminding me of him.

I didn’t want to look at myself anymore. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water massage my skin and soak into my hair. I rubbed my skin softly careful not to press onto any of my damaged skin. Once I was done, I stepped out and was relieved the mirror was fogged up. I didn’t want to see myself like this. Where were those days gone, when I was happy and Damen was locked away?

I dried myself clean and massaged some moisturiser into my skin. Hopefully that would help with the healing. Then I started putting my clothes on. I wrapped a clean towel around my hair and walked out of the bathroom, into my room. I closed the door behind me. I took off the towel from my hair and plugged in a blow dryer and did the deed. Within a matter of minutes, my hair was silky and curly just like it used to be. I applied some light makeup and covered any small bruises and cuts with a little foundation. I pushed my hair over my right shoulder and admired myself in the mirror.

I looked just like before. The old Ally. Except one thing was missing; my smile. I stood in front of the mirror trying to put on a fake smile, but I couldn’t come to fool myself. Inside I felt disturbed and shaken. I couldn’t find my happy place. I slid out of my thoughts when El called my name.

“Coming!” I replied back.

As I walked through the living room to the kitchen, I found Kyra and Niall on the love seat; Niall was busy eating a sandwich while Kyra was trying to snatch it of him. El was sitting on Lou’s lap on the couch. They all looked genuinely happy, but as I walked though worried expressions filled their faces. I put on a fake smile as I walked to the kitchen.

In the kitchen Liam and Zayn were on the high stools sitting next to the counter. Harry was by the stove busy making scrambled eggs. As soon as I walked in the smell got to my nose and as if on cue my tummy rumbled.

“Some one’s hungry.” Harry said handing me my own plate of scrambled eggs and beans. I happily took the plate and sat in between Zayn and Liam, by the counter.

“Hey Ally. Are you feeling better now?” Zayn asked from beside me. I gave him a fake smile and node before returning back to my food. I stuffed my mouth with egg and quickly spooned up the beans. Within minutes I was finished, and my plate was licked dry.

“Woah! Easy there tiger.” Harry gaped. “You’re eating like you haven’t eaten in days, or even weeks.” Harry stated.

I looked at him with a flat face and cheeks puffed up with food. I chewed and swallowed my food before replying.

“I’m just hungry, okay.” I said matter of fact. I was hungry. I mean I’d eaten yesterday and it wasn’t like I was starving myself. I was just more hungry than usual, which I have to admit, was a bit odd.

“I think you’re eating more than Nialler.” Liam chuckled. I rolled my eyes, and snatched Liam’s plate and started eating.

“What’s this about me hearing that someone is eating more than me?” Niall asked pushing through the kitchen door, with Kyra right behind him. I gulped my food down.

“Liam said it.” I said accusing him. Zayn laughed.

“Okay Hazza, pile me up with two more plates. I think I can take out this chick.” Niall said rubbing his hands together. I laughed. It was like I’d found my happy place with these guys.

“No way. I need food too you know.” Harry stated, sitting down with his own plate. Niall pouted.

Absentmindedly I got up and walked over to the fridge. I was still mega hungry, even thought I’d eaten two plates; Liam’s and my own.

My eyes scanned for something tasty. I found some strawberries and took them out on a plate; then squirted some fresh cream on top. Yum.

I turned around and found everyone gawking at me.

“What?” I questioned eyebrows raised. Everyone looked to the plate and then back at me.

“Ally, you never like your strawberries with cream. Remember?” Harry broke the silence. It was true strawberries and cream just didn’t mix for me. I shrugged at him, and went to sit down next to Liam.

“Ally? Are you feeling alright?” Liam asked worriedly.

“Guys I’m fine, really. I just was craving some strawberries and cream, that’s all.” I explained. Just then Louis and El came in; obviously they had make out session, whilst I had gobbled up almost everyone’s food. I smiled at them tucking into my delicious food.

It wasn’t quite right. What could be missing? I looked over to Lou and El, they were looking at me like I had gone mad. I rolled my eyes, and then spotted a green apple that was beside Lou.

“Hey Lou! Toss me that green apple, would you?” I asked, more like commanded. I held my hands out ready for a catch. Lou happily through it at me, but the worried expression never left his face. It’s like he was examining me. I looked around the room; all of them were examining me.  I rolled my eyes once again and took a big bite out of the green apple and then scooped some strawberries and cream in my mouth. Heaven.

“Ally since when did you like green apples?” Zayn asked from beside me. I shrugged as a reply. I was too busy tucking into my food to give a proper answer.

Just then my stomach churned and made a funny sound. I dropped the spoon on the counter and held my stomach, tight. I swallowed the food that I had in my mouth, with a big gulp. Oh no! Not again. I took off to the bathroom once again.



JK: Hey my Little Carrots. Sorry I haven’t fed you with an update since ages. I was really busy and I have exams coming and all. I also had an argument with a couple of my friends, and well that’s how life’s been for me so far. Hell as ever. Never the less all your comments cheered me up and I am glad to see that the majority of you liked the last Authors note. I had fun writing this chapter, hope you enjoy.

Damen: It was fun writing this chapter?

JK: Damen, baby! Where have you been? *gives him a hug*

Damen: Don’t you baby me. *shoves me off* you didn’t put me in this chapter.

JK: There’s a reason for that. *finds the floor very interesting*

Damen: Oh really? *eyebrows raised*

*Ally bursts in*

Ally: I hate you!

JK: Who me or Damen?

Ally: Both of you!

JK: I can understand why you hate Damen, but what have I done to you? *tears falling out*

Ally: You made me eat strawberries and cream, plus to make it worse you made me eat green apples! I hate those things! *calms down a bit*

JK: It’s normal to be eating thing you don’t like at this stage.

Damen & Ally: What stage?!

JK: Oh nothing.

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