Two different worlds

I broke up with my boyfriend and he dumped me in a ghetto street horrible right? I was walking until i met this guy and thought maybe i might give him a chance and trust him.


5. I can only choose one

Aubrey fluttered her eyes open, to weak to sit up. She moaned out the pain, closing her eyes again as she rubbed the bruises that covered her body.

"I'm really sorry." Niall apologized, sitting on the bean bag chair across from Aubrey. "I couldn't do anything."

She remained on Niall's bed, giving him the silent treatment. Aubrey let a tear slip down her cheek as she remembered how the boys beat her.

"But its all over now." Niall went over to Aubrey's side, rubbing her back. "I'm proud of you."

As much as she enjoyed Niall's touch she clenched her teeth together. "Don't touch me." she gritted.

"You're a horrible liar." Niall laughed, helping Aubrey up to her feet. "And that is what I'm going to be teaching you today: How to be an expert at lying. Okay, try lying to me. Tell me something that the one being lied to knows it's a lie. That's the easiest thing to lie about." Niall explained, circling around Aubrey.


Niall pinned Aubrey against the wall, his face inches away from hers. "Tell me you don't want me, tell me you don't want to kiss me right now."


"C'mom Aubrey tell me you don't care about me. Tell me you hate me. You can do this, right?"

"I don- I don't want to kiss you." Aubrey lied

Niall smirked at Aubrey's lie. He pinned her arms above her head and leaned in, pushing his lips with hers for a split second. "If you wanted to kiss me, you should've just told me."

Zayn walked into Niall's room, seeing Aubrey. "Good, you're up. You will be gonna go get your tattoo with Harry."

"Oh, uh..okay." Aubrey got out of Niall's grip and followed Zayn. "Do you have any spare clothes?"

Zayn went into his room and looked through his drawers. He pulled out some sweat pants and a baggy kind of singlet, handing them to Aubrey. "Here, Harry's waiting for you downstairs."

"Alright." Aubrey watched as Zayn walked out of the room. She turned over to look at Niall and went into the bathroom to go change, meeting up with Harry. "I'm here."

"Good. You're getting your tattoo today." Harry informed her, hopping on his Lamborghini. He and Aubrey drove to the tattoo parlor, guiding her inside.

Aubrey stepped inside, gulping her sight. She heard the tattoo neddles ink the people's skin. "Ouch.."

"So this is the girl I was telling you about. She's getting the same tattoo as all of us on her ribcage." Harry explained, introducing them. "Mike, this is Aubrey."

"Hi Aubrey. Why don't you go ahead and lay down on the table for me and lift up your shirt?" Mike instructed, getting all his supplies to start the tattoo.

Aubrey did as she was told, lifting her baggy singlet up to were her bra stopped. She looked up at Harry. "Is it going to hurt?" She asked, feeling Mike trace the symbol on her skin.

"Little bit." He said holding his hand out for her to squeeze when she felt pain.

Aubrey heard the needle and shut her eyes closed, feeling it trace the symbol. She bit her tongue in pain as the needle passed her ribs, gripping Harry's hand tightly. "Fuck."

Back home...

Zayn sat on the couch as he rolled a joint, smoking it. He exhaled "O" shaped smoke clouds, feeling high.

"Eeep! i did it!" Aubrey squealed excitedly. "I got my tattoo! I'm officially part of your gang now!"

"Alright, lets see it." Zayn said putting the smoke down.

Aubrey raised her shirt up, showing Zayn her swollen tattoo. "Ain't it amazing? I feel like a rebel."

"It looks badass." Zayn laughed. "I'm proud of you." He hugged Aubrey's bare waist, smiling at her.

Aubrey hugged back, leaning her head on Zayn's chest. Niall made his way downstairs, looking up to see Zayn and Aubrey embracing each other. He didn't make a big deal about it but he felt a weird stabbing in the heart. "Huh.."





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