Fix Me, I'm Broken. |Liam Payne Story|

People say when something bad happens to you, it can scar you for life. They couldn't be more right..
Ashley hasn't spoken a word in months. But when he turns up will he get her to talk again, and will he find out the reason behind her stopping?

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1. Preface

"Stay away from me Adam." I warned. He took a step closer towards me. "I mean it." I told him.  I would never admit it to him, or show him. But I was scared. HE scared me.

"Come on baby. You don't really mean that. Now do you?" He said to me. His voice was cold and seductive. 

 "Oh no, I really do mean that. Stay away from me." I told him, my voice shaky. I took a step back. 

"Babe, Come on, you know you want this." He told me indicating to his 'lower half'. He started coming towards me again. One step at a time. 

"Please. Adam. Don't. I beg you, just please don't touch me." I pleaded. Showing that I was scared now.  He just chuckled. 

"Ashley. It'll be fun, but only if you show me a good time." He threatened. He came up to me, and rubbed his hands up and down my arms as if he was trying to soothe me. As if he cared.

"No! Adam. Stay the hell away from me. And don't. Fucking touch me." I told him trying to pull away. but his grip was too strong. He tsked.

"Big mistake trying to get away from me Ash. I'm going to make it hurt now." He told me. pushing me onto the bed.  He unbuckled his pants and took them off. Pulled his shirt over his head. There was no doubt his body was amazing, but he was a total prick. I saw a smile on his face as he starts to take off my pants, then my underwear. 

I struggled to get away, but its no use, he is on top of me, I felt a tear stream down my cheek, knowing that I had no chance. As he undid my bra he took off his boxers and threw them across the room.

 "You want me don't you."  His voice was filled with the lust that he was hungry for.


I closed my eyes and refused to look at him. I wanted to cry.

I whimpered until he finished. He got what he wanted. He made me feel powerless.  Not to mention sore.  

When he was finished with me he left. 

I was Broken. Crying, Scarred. I knew there was no forgetting this.

I was right,

I haven't spoken a word since. And I don't plan too.

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