The Girl Next Door

Mia has just moved into a new apartment in London and her neighbor happens to be Liam Payne. She thinks she has fallen for his friend Niall, until Liam gets involved and things get complicated.
Niall or Liam? Niall or Liam?
Will she end up with one of them or none?
Will she be able to escape her past and have a chance at romance?
Or will she stay 'just The Girl Next Door...


24. Flashback

Mia's P.O.V 

"Ella! I'm home," I yell to her, walking through the door and locking it behind me. 

"Kitchen!" She yells back.

I head into the kitchen and see Ella and a tall boy that looks about 19, a few years older than me at the time. 

"Who's this?" I ask, putting my purse and keys on the bench.

"This is Jake." Ella tells me, "My new tutor." 

"Tutor?" I ask her, raising my eyebrows.

"Yeah, Mum thought that since i'm missing so much school because of my disease, I should still get an education." Ella tells me. 

"I love how you mention your disease so causally. It's really admirable, I can't believe your so cool about it." Jake says to her, causing her to blush. 

"It's really not a big deal," She says, making him smile admirably at her.

This guy seemed really nice, I think, kind, smart (I assume) and HOT. 

No, Mia. Snap out of it. 

You will not have a thing for your sisters tutor. 

------------------------------------------------ABOUT A MONTH LATER-------------------------------------------------

I cry out as Jake, who is now my boyfriend, pins me to the wall, his arm pushed against my neck, making sure I can't move. 

I try to wriggle out of his grasp, but I couldn't. 

"Jake, you're scaring me." I say, "What are you doing?"

"You're a very pretty girl, Mia." He says to me, his breath hot against my neck, "Your parents seem to like me," 

"Ok, I am officially freaked out." I tell him, "So can you please tell me what you're doing?"

"Tell me Mia," He says, slowly kissing my neck after each word. 

"How do you feel about intimacy?" He asks. 

"What!?" I ask, outraged. 

I slowly struggle out of his grip. When I finally break away, he grips my wrist. 

"Ah!" I cry out in pain. I take this opportunity to knee him in the- well, lets just say a place I wouldn't want to touch in any other circumstances. 

It worked though, because he let go and bent over in pain. 

"Mia?" Ella says, entering my bedroom, "What the hell-"

"Go to your room Ella." I say to her. 


"GO!" I yell at her.

"No," Jake says, picking himself up. "She co-operates." He says, grabbing Ella's wrist.

"Leave her alone!" I scream, tears rolling down my cheek.

"Mia, what's happening?" Ella says, panic in her voice. 

I don't answer, instead I pry Jake's hand off of Ella's wrist, the same iron grip he had recently had on mine. 

Ella then runs out the room.

I turn around and throw my fist in his face. 

Blood seeping from his nose, he grabs his coat and runs down the stairs and out the house. 

"AND DON'T COME BACK!" I scream.

I hear the door slam and as soon as he was gone, I burst into tears. 

Once I had composed myself, I run up to Ella's room, only to find her curled up in a ball on the bed. 

I approach her and engulf her in a hug, my shirt absorbing her tears. 

"Shhhh don't worry baby." I soothe her, stroking my hair. "It's okay, everything's fine, he's gone now. You never have to see him again." 

She raises her head and says to me through the tears, "Are you sure."

I nod. "I'm never going to let anybody hurt you," I say. 

We swore we wouldn't tell anyone and since then Ella confided in me for anything and everything.

The next day I convinced my father to purchase a gym membership, I then signed up for a boxing class, which I continued until I graduated high school and had mastered self defense. 

Because I knew, that one day he would come back. One day he would find me again, but I couldn't dwell on that.

---------------------------------------------------Flashback Over-------------------------------------------------------------

And now he had. 


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