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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21. Niall


Ally’s P.O.V

I have been getting worse day by day. Louis and El know about what Damen did to me. I want to tell Liam, but I am afraid he will leave me. I am afraid that if I do tell him, he will just not bother with me anymore. Talking of Liam, he has been a bit depressed. I try and talk to him but he just walks out and mutters something about Louis. He doesn’t even let me come near him and it hurts.

Kelly has been on my mind too. Louis is sure that there is a connection between her and Damen. It’s like my nightmares are coming back. It’s like I will break down any moment. I am worried for Zayn too. Kelly is manipulating him, just to get to me. I am afraid that she might to something to hurt him, just so she can get to me. I don’t want any of my friends being hurt. He was like a brother to me all the way since the start. Hurting my brother would be like hurting me.

Lou and El have both been dropping hints to Zayn, to keep his distance from Kelly. But she doesn’t let him think for himself, as she presses his lips against him, trying a distraction. Zayn gets all googly eyes, not seeing behind her disguise. Kelly has been eyeing me lately and every time I am alone she would come in after me. Thank God, Lou, El and even Niall come in after me, making sure I’m not alone.

I think Nialler knows something is going on too. He certainly isn’t happy at the fact that I eat more than him. He keeps bugging Harry to go to the shops and buy more food. He also isn’t very fond of Kelly. Niall doesn’t joke around her or even be himself anymore. The lad can sense there is something off about her. However I can’t help but notice that the twinkle in his eye is gone. There is fear replaced instead. It keeps me wondering, has Kelly done anything to him?

It has been a week since I had met Kelly and four days since Louis confronted me. It was yesterday I went to the doctors with El. Harry insisted he go with me, but I knocked that idea out of his mind. I didn’t want him knowing anything yet. When the time comes, I will tell me. Hopefully he will still take my side when it comes to telling Liam.

Louis drove us to go to the doctors and El was with me all the way. I was glad to have a sister like friend like her. It was really comforting to know that she would be my support along with Louis. I had to take the official pregnancy test from the doctor. This way it will be accurate.

I swear my hands were shaking when I held the stick in my hand. ‘All I have to do is pee.’ I told myself over and over again. Once the task was done, it was gone for testing. It was done. My doctor told me a report was to be sent to my house by tomorrow with the result.

It was now the day after and early in the morning. Louis woke me up early so we would catch the post before anyone else got their hands on it. We were both standing quietly by the front door as everyone else was sleeping. Well everyone except Zayn. He was at Kelly’s house since last night. It seems like that boy is spending less and less time with us and more with his ‘girlfriend’.

There was a shuffle at the door and both our eyes shot to look at the letter box. Slowly a bunch of envelopes pushed through the small rectangular box and fell to the floor. I spotted a brown envelope with my name on it. My heart nearly skipped a beat. I couldn’t move to pick it up. This was it. I was about to find my result.

Lou looked at me and then bent down to pick up the letters. He gathered them up in his hands and shuffled through them, until he found my name. He paused and looked at me. I knew what he was thinking. He had the same expression of anxiety and worry in his eyes. I blinked getting myself to respond and move.

“Ally?” he whispered, still eyeing me with the same expression.

“Yes?” I replied in a shaky breath.

“It’s here.” He said lowly, showing me the envelope. I gulped, looked towards the envelope then towards him.

“Whatever it is, it’s going to be alright, isn’t it?” I asked, feet rooted in one place.

“Of course it is.” A girly voice sounded from the stairs. Louis and I both turned to see who it was. Eleanor. I gave her a wary smile. “Ally, we will always be with you, in anything. And when you have us, everything is going to turn out alright.” She said smiling, placing her hands on my shoulders before pulling in to give me a hug. I hugged her back and soon Louis joined in.

We all broke apart when El spoke again. “Right, let’s get in the living room. Then Ally will open it.” She said looking at me when she said the word ‘open’. El took the letter of Louis and made her way into the living room, with Louis and me following behind.

When we got into the living room we all paused. I looked over Lou’s and El’s shoulders to see what it was, and then gasped at what I saw. Right there was Niall. He head in his hands sobbing. His beautiful blonde hair was a mess and even though I couldn’t see his face, I could still see tears falling to the ground. I pushed through El and Lou and ran to Niall.

I knelt down in front of him, and held his wrists away from his face so he would look at me. I heard El and Lou both come up behind me and ask him if he was okay. Nialler’s face was red and his eyes were blood shot and sore. He had tear marks on his chubby cheeks. “Ni, what happened?” I breathed, shocked at what I saw.

“I’m s-sorry Ally. I really a-am.” He sobbed again, more tears streaming down his face. I wiped away his tears with my fingers. I was really confused by what he said. Why was he sorry? He didn’t do anything to me?

“Niall, why are you sorry?” I asked softly. “You didn’t do anything.” I finished, confirming that he didn’t do a single thing.

“I d-did Ally. I d-did and I am r-really s-sorry.” He cried, apologising again. I don’t understand. I took a tissue of Louis and wiped Nialler’s tears again. I comforted him by rubbing his cheek, with the back of my hand.

“Niall, what did you do? Please tell me?” I asked. I really wanted to know what was upsetting my best friend. I didn’t like seeing him in tears. Niall cupped my hand and held it to his face.

“I h-hid something v-very important from you. I d-didn’t mean t-to Ally. S-she forced me.” This caught my attention. What was he hiding from me? Most importantly who was the ‘she’ that forced him to do it? Was it who I think it was? One person came to my mind; Kelly.

“K-Kelly.” He managed to say. I knew it. Realisation hit me; I knew there was something up with Niall. It all had to lead to that b*tch, Kelly.

“What about Kelly Niall?” I pressed, wanting to know more. What did she do?

“I heard her t-talking to D-Damen.” Niall continued. That wasn’t the first time she’d being talking to Damen. Lou heard her too. “She c-caught me and…” Niall trailed off and put his head in his hands again.

I got up off the floor to sit next to him. I rubbed circles on his back, in my attempt to sooth him. “Sshh Nialler. Sshh.” I whispered. I raked my fingers through is blonde hair on the back of his neck. “It’s okay. You can tell me.” I said.

Louis and El were seated in front of us, worry in their expressions. Niall lifted his head and furiously wiped away the tears from his eyes, with his sleeve. “S-she wanted to keep m-me quiet, s-so I wouldn’t t-tell anyone.” He said looking at me with sadness in his face.

“What did she do Niall?” I questioned looking in his eyes.

“S-she got out a…” he trailed off looking at the floor through his blurry eyes.

“A what?” I urged. What did she do?

“S-she got out a k-knife,” he finally said. My eyes widened. Knives were never good. I had a scar because of them; Liam has a scar because of them. Niall too? “and she cut me.” Niall finished saying.

“Oh Niall.” I mumbled, with tears in my own eyes. Louis was now on the other side of him and Eleanor on the floor in front of him.

“Niall, where did she cut you?” Asked Lou. Niall looked towards him, and then pointed to the place between his shoulder and neck. I gasped, that was the exact place my scar was. I looked to where he pointed. Right there was a scab the size of a thumb. Tears rolled down my eyes.

“Niall.” I breathed, cupping his face. I didn’t know what else to do; I didn’t know what to say. I had no words in my mouth and wasn’t in control of my body.

“Ally, I am really sorry for not t-telling you. I didn’t m-mean too. She threatened to kill me if I-I got in her way.” Niall sobbed, breaking down again. I shook my head. Keeping him facing me and wiping he tears with my hands.

“Niall. You don’t need to be sorry. It’s not your fault.” I whispered to him.

“But Ally…” Lou cut him off.

“Niall mate, I heard her talking to Damen too, but she didn’t catch me. I already told Ally, plus we have more evidence of why Kelly is here.” Explained Lou.

Niall calmed down. “Really?” he asked. All three of us nodded.

“What other evidence?” he asked. I looked towards Lou and El and then nodded once.

“Niall. Damen came here when you went to London.” I said quietly. Niall’s eyes widened.

“What?!” he said aloud. I covered his mouth with my hand.

“Sshh, keep your voice down. No one knows except Lou, El and I.” I told him. Slowly removing my hand away from his mouth I continued. “He-he r-raped me.” I whispered. I shed a tear at the memories.

“Ally.” Niall gasped. I felt Eleanor’s hand on my back.

“It’s okay, Ally.” She soothed me.

“Ally I-I’m so sorry.” Niall stuttered.

“Niall, please stop apologising. None of it is your fault.” I said taking his hand.

“Guy’s we really need to look at the report, before everyone wakes up.” Lou whispered reminding me of the pregnancy report.

“What report?” Asked Niall.

“My pregnancy report.” I answered.

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