Run-Away

Jessica Skeeter was a normal 18 year old teenager. Besides the fact that her dad was an alcoholic and has been making her do drugs, alchohol and do illegal things for him. She has been beaten by him too and her body has been hurting her bigtime. She decides to run away from her dad and meets a sweet 19 year old teenager boy named Baxter, he took her under his wing and once he got to know her more, he beat her up and neclected her feelings and has tried to rape her a few times but failed. She then decides to run away from Baxter and meets 5 teen boys who all love her to death. She on the other hand never wanted to fall in love with anyone else because of Baxter. The boys all want to help her but one of them starts to lose their control. Will Baxter come for revenge? What will happen?

Stop asking yourself and find them out!

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17. Hurt Soul.

Yep, that was Liam's P.O.V. I wanted you guys to think about who i'd be and yes it's Liam! Anyways... It still continues with his P.O.V. Ready?

 

" What Liam? What is it your smiling about!" Harry shouted.

" Maybe she was drugged or poisoned?" I questionned.

" I don't know, but if so who and why would they want to drug or poison her? She looks quite innocent. What could she have done wrong?" Zayn asked.

" So... Now what?" Niall questionned.

" WE HELP HER IN ANYWAY WE CAN!!!!" I screamed, we then stared into those beautiful blue eyes with silence. I sighed. " Let's get her into the car! I mean who knows of what she was drugged or poisoned with? Who knows? It could be a death bomb ticking in her system!" I shouted at everyone. It's true, what if she was gaven something so bad that it could be slowly killing her guts! Who knows?

Zayn started holding her head while me and Louis held her body with Harry holding her legs up. Niall held the door open for us. So we got her into the van, got in and drove off. Louis drove with Niall up on passengers seat. We sat in the back with her body laying on our laps. " C'mon Louis hurry up!" Niall said impatiently. " Im going the fast I can without getting ourselves a speeding ticket! I mean around this neighbourhood theirs bound to be a whole bunch of cops!" He continued while focusing on his driving.

We arrived to the hospital about 10 minutes later. As we all helped her out and carried her in. Immediately when the lady at the desk saw us she called a doctor, a few nurses and a gurney down. Soon doctors rushed her into the critical care room while we were stuck in the waiting paitiently-- Or at least for me impatiently-- waiting for her report.

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Zayn's P.O.V

Damn, that sexy girl has been in there for what? Like an hour and a half now is it? I swear I caught Harry and Niall drifting into sleep, but Harry tried not to. I listened to music with my IPhone. Obcourse with earphones, I mean were in a hospital! FInally the doctor came.

" Niall, Haz, the doctors coming! Get up!" I shouted/ whispered to them. They immediately woke up and sat up straight, then stretched, then stood up. " Well boys. I must say she honestly doesn't look hurt. But we looked at her blood sample and she was weak. The blood sample shows that she has a GINORMOUS lack of sleep. Like she's always slept 20 minutes of sleep every single night. She has always had alcohol as a drink. And finally, she was mostly weakened by a couple drugs. She's in bad shape but I think I might get her back in better shape." After that, he left. So she's never had a good sleep, she has always had alcohol for drinking and she's been drugged? That's a whole bunch more problems than I ever imagined anyone would have. Whoever's done this must be stupid. Or have mental problems and issues. Or both. I MEAN WHO THE FUCK WOULD HURT A GIRL?! AND FOR WHAT REASON?!

" God damn it." Harry murmured. " Holy shit!" Louis said angrily. I wouldn't blame him. I am pretty furious over this but I have to keep my cool. I am Zayn Malik for god sake.

Liam covered his eyes with his hands and started crying like crazy. Niall hugged Harry and Louis was punching the wall and hugging it. I sat down and stared at the floor. dozens and dozens of tears were building up in my eyes. But I tried holding them in.

 Jesus! Now what?

 

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