Lie To Me (A 1D Fanfiction) 14+

Molly is used to male admirers, she's not used to stalkers. And when she meets Harry Styles, things get even more complicated...

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11. Chapter 11

 

"I'm fine Moll," Victoria breathed; she clasped her hands around the mug of tea Harry had bought out for her and smiled weakly. "I'm just tired is all,"
 

"Do you want me to get you anything? Chocolate? A magazine? A meat cleaver to take to Zayn's balls?" Molly offered, she placed a sympathetic hand on her friends shoulder and sighed. "I hate seeing you like this,"
 

"I bought it on myself Moll, I'll be fine... I promise you! But... I could do with some chocolate... if you're already going out for some," Victoria breathed.


Molly nodded and stood up, "Yeah that's fine, I'll go down to the campus cafe and get you the biggest slab of chocolate you'll ever feast your eyes on!" She smiled.
 

"I'll stay here with you," Harry breathed setting himself down on Molly's bed, but Victoria shook her head.


"First of all, 'Hero Boy' it's a Sunday morning... Matt tends to excel at being a prick on Sunday mornings and I kind of wanna be alone," Victoria breathed looking down at the mug in her hands, the tea had cooled to drinking temperature now and she took a long sip before looking up at her cousins, "You go with Molly, I'll be fine on my own,"
 

"What if Zayn comes over?" Harry asked softly, he wasn't sure using the 'Z' word too much was a wise idea but he needed to make sure she was going to be okay, he'd promised his Aunt he'd look after her in Uni. And after he'd let his best friend screw her over it was probably in his best interest to become super protective.


"If Zayn comes over..." Victoria sighed, "You see that Lava lamp right there?" She added pointing her head towards the glitter lamp on her chest of drawers.
 

"Mhm?"
 

"Then Mr. Lava Lamp will meet Zayn's colon in the most horrific way I can think of," Victoria breathed.
 

"Ah... ouch, sorry I asked," Harry grimaced; he stood up and looked towards Molly. "You ready to go?" He smiled; she nodded and pulled the sleeves of her jacket over her hands.
 

"Yeah, we won't be long beautiful," Molly promised before pulling open the door and stepping out into the corridor.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"It's so unlike Zayn to do something like that," Molly breathed as she and Harry made their way down the corridor.


"Yeah I know, in his defence he was absolutely shit faced, I don't think he knew what he was doing... sorry I'll rephrase that... WHO he was doing," Harry rolled his eyes and looked down at his feet. "Speaking of people getting drunk beyond belief..." He began, he shot her a sidewards glance and smiled. "You were pretty wrecked last night,"
 

"Yeah I know... I can't remember anything," Molly groaned.
 

"Allow me to refresh your memory, you asked me to take you to bed and I mean... take you to bed," Harry repeated raising his eyebrows suggestively.
 

Molly's eyes widened, "Oh god..."
 

"You were sick on my new shoes... twice,"
 

"Oh no..."
 

"You told me I had nice eyes!"
 

"... god..."
 

"And then we had sex, three times..."
 

Molly looked up at him as a smiled crept onto his lips, "You liar!"
 

"Alright fine, I made the last one up, but you were sick on my shoes, you did ask me to take you to bed and you did tell me I had nice eyes," He smiled biting down on his bottom lip, "I suppose the latter was just wishful thinking," He flirted.
 

Molly blushed and cleared her throat loudly, "You know it's weird, I had the WORST hang over EVER today, I've never felt anything like it. But I only remember having one drink,"
 

"You kept saying that when you were drunk, I just figured you were lying..." Harry replied confused. "What did you drink?"
 

"Just a Smirn Off Ice, I didn't wanna get drunk just in case Victoria needed me when I got back," She explained.
 

Harry thought for a second and narrowed his eyes, "Molly, did you leave your drink anywhere at any point last night?" He asked stopping dead in his tracks.
 

"Not that I remem- oh I went to the ladies, I left it by the phone by the front door, why?" She asked confused.
 

"Son of a bitch..." Harry breathed raking his fingers through his hair.
 

"What? Harry, what is it?!" She asked.
 

"I think Matt drugged you..."

“… Drugged me with what?” Molly asked her voice shaking as she spoke. Harry stalled for a second; she looked at him anxiously and waited for his reply, but it never came. “Harry…”
 

”I don’t know,” Harry mumbled avoiding eye contact, he flicked his hair from his eyes and shrugged. “But you were all over the place; I practically carried you home… whatever it was… he didn’t just drug you for the fun of it…” He explained.
 

”Wh… what are you saying?”
 

”I swear, I’m gonna fucking kill him!” Harry seethed; he brought his hands up to his head and let out a loud frustrated sigh. “Some dick in PE was selling Rohypnol the other day…”
 

”What’s Rohypnol?” She sounded frightened.
 

”… My Mom was on it when my parents were going through the divorce, it’s for sleeping disorders and… within 20 minutes after she took it she was out, completely sedated… she had to sign some legal document when they prescribed her with it. Ravers use them… and…”
 

”And what?” Molly’s voice was quieter now, her eyes were filled with tears and she bit down on her lip.
 

”Date rape drug,” He breathed, Molly brought her hand up to her mouth and shook her head.
 

”You mean he…”
 

”NO! I saw you come in and within an hour I was carrying you home! I would have noticed Matt getting overly friendly…” Harry breathed; Molly stared at him in disbelief, her whole body shaking. “I didn…”
 

”You knew someone was selling Rohypnol and you didn’t tell a member of staff?” Molly asked.
 

”I… Molly they’d make my life hell if I…”
 

”So… you’d run the risk of a group of girls getting raped?!” She demanded, Harry shook his head firmly. “I could have been raped Harry,” She cried, he stepped forward to hug her but she stepped back. “Stay away from me,”

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