Evangeline Waters is broken. When eveyrthing in her life had ever centered around is ripped from her in a freak accident, she blames herself. A distant aunt and a unknown cousin the same age as her is all she has left. She's never met them, but she finds herself shipped off from her home in Nevada to live in England. Her new school? Sucks. The other kids? Treat her like an outcast. But maybe...... Just maybe, a group of boys can rebuild this broken girl. But for now, just sleep..
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7. Teenage Dirtbag


*Liam’s POV*


It’s been a week.


A whole week and Lena hasn’t spoken to me. I really like her and I know somewhere deep inside she has to like me back. I just....I just wish I had gotten to tell my side of the story, instead of her just going off of what happened. I asked Harry to talk to her for me, but I guess he forgot or she didn’t care. I really screwed up.

Today I was going to Niall’s house with Zayn for a game of FIFA. Gosh, Niall was obsessed with that game. He was constantly playing it, and I’ll admit he’s gotten quite good. Niall picked me up around twelve, and then we drove to Zayn’s house. “Hey guys.” Zayn said sliding into the car. Ever since that whole Michelle thing, things have been tense and a little awkward between everyone. “Who’s ready for some FIFA?” I asked with a forced smile, clapping Niall on the back. They all smiled halfheartedly back at me. 


It was going to be a long day.


“I’m just saying man, you really messed up. Did you see the look on Lena’s face?” Zayn kept bringing the incident back up. “Zayn, man, let it go. I’ll make things right.” I laughed a little. The laugh was my way of hiding the sheer scared shitless worry that was eating me alive. I didn’t know how to get through to her. Maybe some flowers? “Yeah? How?” Niall piped up. His face was flushed, and his eyes didn’t look like the regular, sweet Niall that everyone knew.

“I’m not sure mate. I just know.” I said with a small smile, and hanging my head a bit. “Bullshit.” I snapped my head up, confused. “What?” I asked. Niall’s glare hardened even more, “I said bullshit.” I was getting a bit angry. “What’s that supposed to mean?”


“It means, bullshit mate. You fucked up. Leave it be. Don’t hurt her even more.” Niall’s jaw clenched and unclenched, his nostrils flaring a bit. “What are you on about?” I laughed, “You think I’m purposefully trying to hurt Lena?” I laughed a bit, the boy was mad. “I didn’t say that. I said leave her alone before you hurt her even more.” Niall spat back. “Look Niall, why don’t you just butt out and leave Lena and me to deal with this. I don’t need anyone’s help.” I held up a hand.


“Get out.” Niall said, his voice dangerously low. 


“Guys calm down. Come on, let’s just play the game.” Zayn said trying to ease the tension from the room. “Stay the fuck out of this Zayn.” Niall said, never taking is glare off me. “Get. Out.” Niall said again.


I grabbed my coat and got up. “You know Niall, it’s funny. You’re sticking up for a girl you barely know instead of one of your best mates. Real friend you are.” That was the last thing I said before walking out the door. Niall’d come around. Once I get Lena to see how truly sorry I am, she and I can be good together. I’d be good for her. I’ll take care of her. I just need to sleep this whole thing off before I try to talk to her...

*Niall’s POV* 


I couldn’t believe him. He wants me to take his side when he lied to the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on? I can’t do that.I decided that I needed to cool off. After dropping Zayn off at his house and apologizing millions of times for being rude to him, I went to the park. It was a small park, nice and simply. But not some place I’d want to be out in after dark. It was around two, maybe three, and the park looked deserted. Except, a girl. Lena.


I walked up to the bench she was sitting on. “Pretty isn’t it?” She asks. Yeah, you are. I wanted to say. “Sure is.” I smiled. “Well sit down!” She laughed and patted the space next to her. “So what’s up?” Lena asks. “Not much, just needed to cool off.” I shrugged. “You too?” She seemed amused. “Yeah, I had an absolute breakdown today aha. What about you?” I wondered. “Tired of Harry constantly telling me how sorry Liam is. I get it, he’s sorry. I’m just trying to think things over. I can’t make decisions like that so quickly.” She huffed. “I understand.” I replied with sympathy in my voice.

“Don’t. I know you want to feel bad for me Niall, but don’t. I’m fine. Grades are good, I’m coping with my family’s passing. I have nice friends. I’m fine.” She smiled at me, and grabbed my hand. “Speaking of friends, I have to go.” She let go of my hand and stood up. “Where to?” I asked a bit puzzled. Lena blushed and looked down, “I have a date.” 


My heart dropped. A date? she barely knows anyone here besides me and the guys! Who the hell could she be going on a date with? “Wow....erm...with who?” I asked a bit shocked and hurt. Yeah, yeah, I know. She doesn’t like me like that. I’ve been friend zoned, but I still really like her. A lot.

“His name is Tate. He’s amazing.” She said with a soft sigh. “Well, I’ve got to go. I’ll see you soon Niall. Have a nice night.”


*Lena’s POV*


This. Is. A. Disaster.


I have absolutely nothing to wear. I can’t decide on a simple fucking outfit. It’s not even a REAL date. Tate just asked me if I wanted to hang out. Gah, I overlook everything. I don’t even know what we are going to be doing, how do I know how to dress? I decided to simply just be comfortable. Why impress him? He’ll just always expect me to look that way. 

I slid on a pair of white skinnies paired with some brown leather, lace-up flats. I finally picked a cute shirt to top it off. A loose and flowy blue top, and I left my hair down. I heard a knock at my door, and wild curly haired boy popped his head in. “Some guy is downstairs asking for you. Should I interrogate him?” 

“Oh my god Harry, no! I’m coming down now. Just leave the poor guy alone, or I’ll tell Anne about your little sleepover with Alexis Jameson.” I narrowed my eyes. Harry gasped, “You wouldn’t” 


“Oh but I would dear cousin.” I laughed. 


I grabbed my phone and jacket, then headed for the door. Walking down the steps I saw Anne and Tate talking. “Just have her home by 11 please.” Anne smiled. “Or I’ll beat the shit out of you.” Harry did his best tough guy expression. “Harold! Language!” Anne yelled. “Sorry mum.” He laughed. Tate looked like a deer caught in the headlights, I need to get this poor guy out of here. 

“Bye Anne! Don’t even think about stalking us Harry!” I yelled walking out the door. “You wish loser!” Harry shot back. I laughed as Tate lead my to his car. “So, where are we going?” I asked a bit nervous. “I thought maybe we could get some dinner, and then just hang out and talk?” Tate said pulling away from my house. “Sounds cool.” I said smiling at him. 


*Liam’s POV*


“Okay boys, it’s all or nothing. Are you in, or are you out?” Louis looked across the table with his best poker face. “I’m out.” Niall said, laying down his cards. “In.” Harry and Zayn said. “I’m in too.” I placed my bet. “Okay, moment of truth.” Louis laid his cards in full view. “FULL HOUSE BABY!” He yelled, knowing once again, that he had swiped us clean. It’s a damn good thing we don’t bet money. Instead we use snacks, magazines, anything we find a bit valuable to win. Louis had swiped us clean for the third time that night. Like usual. I must learn his ways. 


Niall and I had made up, and he just told me that he was real good friends with Lena and didn’t like seeing her upset. But at the card table he still seemed a little pissed. “Hey, mate, what’s wrong?” Harry poked Niall in the side. “Are you still upset because Lena has a date?” Harry added laughing.

“A date? With who?” I sat up in my seat and asked. “Some kid named Tate, he’s in a year above us I think.” Harry said. “I dunno why Niall’s got his knickers in a twist, but she seemed happy. Tate seems like a cool guy.” Zayn said leaning back in his chair. I slumped down a bit, letting it wash over me. A date? “Tate’s a stupid name.” Niall said moving his glare to the center of the table. “Yeah it is.” I joined in. “I heard he was from Australia. Loser.” Niall’s glare hardened. “Australia? No wonder. Guy is probably some beach god making all the girls weak at the knee.” I huffed. 

“Guys calm down, it’s ten thirty, she is supposed to be home at eleven. Don’t worry.” Louis snorted.


*Lena’s POV*


“Tate I said stop.” I said again, trying to push him off of me. We had had a good dinner at some cute restraunt downtown, and then we went to see the sunset on some hill. Which is where we are, and the sun set a long time ago.. 

“Come babe, relax.” He breathed into my ear. “No Tate, I said stop.” I made my voice a bit more stern. “Don’t be a little bitch.” He laughed. My hand connected with his cheek. “Don’t ever speak to me like that.” I warned. I felt a sharp pain on my face. Next thing I know, Tate has me pinned down and is hovering over me. “Tate, what the fuck are you doing? Get the fuck off me!” I screamed. “Shut up whore.” He growled, going back to kissing me. “Tate! Stop!” I yelled louder. “Someone help me!” I felt the tear streaming down my face. “Please! Tate stop! Help.”




“Stop please!”


“You’re hurting me Tate get off!”




I felt another sharp pain, only this time to my stomach, and then he said, “I’m gonna make sure this hurts.”




CLIFF HANGER! Sorry about the shitty updating, please accept these virtual cookies on my behalf. So, wow, I wasn’t sure how to right that last scene. Hopefully, you get what happens. Aha, if not, Lena was raped. By Tate yes. 

And if any of you out there have watched american Horror Story, you’ll know boys named Tate have raped people before. Lol, ((wow shouldn’t put lol in a situation about rape O_O)) but ‘Sleep’ has nothing to do with AHS, I just liked the name Tate. 


Well, I’ve got to go. The walking Dead is coming on soon, as well as Dexter and Homeland. So adios! ;)


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