What He Doesn't Know

Audrey was Liam's best friend. His protector. His "sister". His bodygaurd. And he was hers. They did everything together. Until the ninth grade. They drifted apart, found new friends. But, they haven't talked since. Until now. 7 years later. A lot can happen in 7 years. Scars can emerge, tears can be shed, memories can develop. But it's worse for all when the only one you love has no idea what you've been through.

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9. Memories

Liam's POV:

Liam looses his "Good Boy" status. 

The seven scariest words I've ever seen flash across my screen. But the subtitle confirms my worst suspicions.  

Liam Payne looses his innocence to a young London girl late last night.

I go ghastly pale at the sight of myself walking home late last night and Audrey walking to class this morning looking tired.I begin to sweat heavily. To my dismay the other lads notice. "What's wrong?" Louis pipes up. I can't bring myself to form the words. In response, I turn my phone to show the boys the headlines. My heart feels like lead in my stomach as I watch all four of their faces change to looks of disbelief. They all look up to me. I shake my head. "No, I didn't... we went... to dinner... Audrey didn't... its not what it looks like," I finish. 

"Who even is she?" Harry asks.

"A good friend of mine." I reply shortly.

Niall pips up, "What happened after Nandos?"

"We went to Starbucks, then I walked... her home. That's all!" 

"You sure?" Harry chimes in cheekily. I glare at him. Of course I'm sure! I shake my head and shut myself in my room. I'm shortly joined by Niall and Zayn. 

"I know you didn't do anything wrong mate," Niall reassures me, "you wouldn't do anything without getting to know her well first!"

"He knew her... from school, when they were younger." Zayn informs Niall.

"Really? How? Did you ever date?" Niall throws questions in my direction.

I reply with a quick "No." and then I proceed to fill Niall in about my relationship with Audrey.

 

Audrey's POV:

I run home as fast as I can. I sprint up the back stairs and into my flat. I fling my boots across the room and throw myself into bed with a box of chocolate. I sit there all day curled up with my pillows and try to block out all the bad memories of last time. I won't think of him. No. I don't need him today. No. I cant. Stop! No... 

"I know you want me."

"No."

"Yes you do. I know it."

"No."

"YES YOU DO!"

I sob, "Please, no... Ok, I do..."

"Good..." 

No. Stop. Audrey. Stop. Not today. Block them out. Remember the pain. Don't let it back. Stop. No-

I feel his touch. I don't want it. It hurts. It's not gentle. "Stop... Ryan, please."

"No."

"Please, it hurts, stop it!"

"No." His touch intensifies. He will make me obey-

"STOP!" I scream out loud and my eyes fly open. I fumble with my sheets, until they safely surround me. It's OK now. I remind myself. You know how to defend yourself now. Nothing will ever happen like this again. Ever.

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