You're Worth It

Milou Wilson left New York heartbroken and promise herself that she will never fall in love again, but what if a world famous star come in and breake her promise. How will Milou handle it, will she let herself fall in love or will she push everything away like she's used to. Will the world famous star be able to break down the wall Milou have been buildning up along with her promise and how will she handle the other lads


6. Chapter 6

Hey Guys! Chapter 6  is up! hope you like it :) please vote, comment or fan it would mean the world to me! Sorry for my bad english! but anyway hope you like it ! :)

Love Camilla <3

*Liam’s POV*

After she had told the story to us, I felt like she didn’t tell everything. It was like her eyes were crying for help, she had told me that she moved from New York but she didn’t tell why.

“I’m gonna go to bed guys, thank you for everything.” “You’re welcome my dear” she looked around “no really guys, thank you for everything.” she walked in to her room, and shut the door. The bathroom was next to her room, so it was a great excuse to go look for her. “I’m just going to the bathroom, I’ll be back in a minute.” I got up and walked towards her room, as I reached her room, I heard someone talk in her room, and that’s kind of weird because she’s alone in her room or is she? I leaned against the door, to hear everything. “You’re useless!” I hear her cry, I couldn’t take it anymore! I burst through the door and saw something that broke my heart, Milou didn’t look up, she just kept crying. I hurried to her and hold her in my arms, her body was frozen as she sat on my lap. I took her clinched fist and felt something sharp in her hand. “look me in the eyes Milou” she just shook her head, I could see the tears rolling down her cheeks. “Open your hands Milou” I had raised my voice but still not loud enough for the other lads to hear. She refused, I took a tight grab around her wrist “Ouch!” her hands flew open and on the floor fell a razor. She still refused to look at me I took the other hand she held over her wrist, I lifted it up and revealed scars all over her wrist and blood running down the arm and hand. “why do you do this to yourself!” “please Liam! It’s not what it looks like” she was crying hard now “I know what it looks like, but why?” I couldn’t bear this, she was to amazing to this to herself “you wouldn’t understand it anyway” I could feel my shirt get wet from her tears but I didn’t matter I just wanted her to be happy. “try me” “no Liam! It’s just too complicated!” she pushed herself out of my arms and ran out of the room. Small drops of blood hit the floor as she ran out, I was numb I didn’t know what to do, my hole was spinning in shock of what I’ve just seen.

*Niall’s POV*

The lads and I were sitting on the couch watching Family guy, when I suddenly heard crying, and before I could react Milou ran through the living room and through the front door, Liam came running after her “Wait up mate!” Harry stood blocking his way. “What happened?” Louis asked just as confused as I was. Liam just stood there looking at the floor, I looked down, small blood spots on the floor. I looked at Liam who now had tears in his eyes. He just turned around and walked towards the hall, I walked right behind him as he stopped at Milou’s room. On the floor was small spots of blood, Liam walked towards the bed and looked at the floor, I walked towards and noticed something on the floor. My body was in shock, I didn’t say anything, I just kept looking at the razorblade lying on the floor. The other boys ran towards as they stopped and a silent crep over the room, I guess they had noticed the razorblade too.

Suddenly Liam spoke up, we all looked at him waiting to speak. Minutes went “I heard crying and speaking from her room, ‘you’re useless’ I heard more crying, I burst through the door and she was crying she refused to look at me and her fists were clenched, she wouldn’t open them and I knew she was hiding something, I grabbed her wrist and she opened her hand and the razorblade fell out and hit the floor and her wrist…” “What about her wrist!?” Harry almost yelled at Liam, I think he was just as worried like us. “scars and blood all over, she kept crying, she wouldn’t tell why and she got mad and ran away “ I could feel a tear on my cheek “What are we doing here, we need to go look for her, she could have been hurt by now!” I yelled “Like she wasn’t that before” Harry snapped. I chose just to ignore it. Louis grabbed the keys and we ran to the car.

*Milou’s POV*

I didn’t knew where I was, I only knew that I had been running for as long as my legs could keep me going. I were sitting on a curb, crying with a hand over my wrist. Why did Liam catch me, why would he care so much I was just a little useless, fat and ugly slut! I deserved the pain, why did any of the boys care for me? The can have any girl they want to spent time with and care about, and then they choose me? What did they want from me? I couldn’t offer them anything, like I said before I’m useless! My wrist were begging to burn but I deserved it. I closed my eyes and the burn from my wrist made me think of the first time my ex-boyfriend hit me, it was almost like I could feel the burn on my cheek it hurt inside, I began to cry even harder than before. I didn’t want to tell the boys about the abusive part of my life in NY, I saw how Liam reacted on the cutting, I was afraid of how he would react to the other part if I told them.


“You’re useless!” I saw his hand rise in the air and before I could tell the hand had hit my cheek. It burnt “why did you hit me?!” I was scared. His eyes weren’t the same green as they before, it was just at dark spot, with no emotions showing. He grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to him, I closed my eyes, this was going to hurt and before I could do anything I got a knee I my stomach causing me to fall to the ground in need for air. I kept crying, he kept kicking me in the ribs, I couldn’t breathe. I felt a kick in my ribs before I blacked out.

End of Flashback

I felt a hand on my shoulder as I flinched, I didn’t dare to look up. “come on, we need to get home before it starts raining.” I could recognize the thick Irish accent. I turned around and was met by Niall with a relieved smile on his face. He searched for the hand on my wrist, I took it further from him, I wouldn’t look him in the eyes. “It’s okay love, we know.” I sighed and he took my hand, revealing all the old scars and the new one all around my arm, he froze a second and then pulled me towards the car, he didn’t say anything.

The car ride home was silent, there was I thick atmosphere. Not one word as spoken everybody just kept looking straight through the air with an empty look on their face.

The car pulled up in front of the apartment complex and everybody got out, the elevator ride was silent as well. We all separated as we reached our apartments, I went straight to my room and sat on laid on the bed with closed eyes, and I could the tears fall down my cheeks once again. I felt something heavy at the end of my bed, as I looked up I locked my gaze with Niall his eyes were filled with water. I tried to smile at him but failed. He opened his mouth as he was about to say something but then shut it again, it looked like he was thinking what to say before he opened it again “Why Milou?”  

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