Safe With Me

Cassie. 19 year old girl. Parents were crazed and abusive people and she was bullied in school. Finally the cops took her away from her violent parents and terrible neighborhood. In a matter of a week she was in her new foster home. The Horan's. But will her crazed parents come back for her and take her back to her dark past or will she stay for the love of her new family?


6. Chapter Five

"Let me put on at lest a little makeup." Brianna begged.

"I don't like makeup," I said stepping back.

Biranna and I were getting ready for the Halloween party at my house and Niall and Harry were getting ready at Harry's house.

"Come on. At least a little," Brianna pushed.

"Okay, Okay"

Brianna stepped closer and applied some light eyeshadow to my eyelids. We stood by the long mirror at my dresser to get ready.

Brianna was already ready. She had blood dripping from her mouth and very dark eyes and clothes. She was a scary vampire.

"Now eyeliner," she said after finishing the eye shadow.

"Not that much! Not that much," I cried. "Stop!" I whined.

"I wont! Stop moving!"

"That's too much!," I said after she did one eye.

"Come on. I bet Harry has more eyeliner on then you do right now!"

"Okay! Just hurry up and finish!"

"I'm trying! Quit moving!"

Lets just say getting ready was a struggle.


"No! Only one layer!"

"I know."

"Give me the fucking thing!" I said snatching it from her hands. "I'll do it myself!"

"And I'll do your hair!"

"Can you do it in a high bun, but leave pieces out to curl?"

"Sure thing."

She did my hair as I applied light mascara to my long lashes.

"Here." She said after I finished my lashes. "Put blush on but just a little," She said mimicing my voice.

"Okaay," She copied. "Let me get out the curling iron!"

She left and quickly came back with the curler.

"We need to hurry up or else we will be late."

"Okay. Here's the clear lip gloss, and I'll curl."

I put on the gloss and she made perfect curls to stay infront of my face.

"Lets go!"

 We hurried to the car and Brianna drove us to the school. I was getting really nervous. When we got there we exited the car and walked through the doors of school.

Niall's P.O.V.

"Those girls are taking forever," Harry complained.

"At least they are coming."

When Cassie walked in the doors, I froze. She was flawless. And she was all mine tonight. Tonight I decided I would tell her how I felt. I could see Harry checking her out also.

"Hey! Eyes off her!"

"She ain't yours yet!"

"Well keep your eyes on your own girl, please."

She neared closer and I greeted her with a small hug.

"Nice costume," she commented.

"Thanks. I'm James Bond. Your costume is nice too. I love it."

"Thank you."

"I'm still mad at Niall," Harry budded in. "He was supposed to be a 'zombie'," he said making quotation marks with his fingers. "Not James Bond."

"Yeah. I changed my costume. Big deal."

"Not a big deal? We were suppose to match. Most popular monsters. Duh?"

Cassie and Brianna just giggled. Harry was checking Cassie out again and I had to slap his shoulder to get him to stop.

"You didn't ask her to the dance," I whispered at him. "Dance with me?" I asked, holding out my hand to Cassie.

"I can't," she said nervously.

"Please? Why not?"

"I-I can't dance."

"You think I can?" I asked laughing. "It will be fun. Come on." My hand was still extended for her to grab.

She took hand and I walked her to the middle of the dance floor. She looked around at her surroundings. Most people were dancing and watching us. "Hey." I said bringing her attention back towards me.

"Why are they staring?" She whispered nervously.

"Their just jealous they don't  look as beautiful as you do. Because your gorgeous." I held her hips, she jumped from my touch. "It's okay. Just follow the music." I lifted her hands so they were on my neck and pushed her waist closer. "Trust me. Your safe." The dub step started playing in the song and I moved my hips slowly as she moved hers, following my movements. Her hips moving more into mine and mine moving into hers. Our hips were moving at a small pace grinding against each other.

"Niall?" Cassie said putting her head on my shoulder. I placed my lips on her neck. "Please." She said quietly. I stopped, I knew she was nervous. I turned her around. I placed my lips on her forehead. "Niall?" She said again.

"What is it love?"

"Fiona," she whispered. I hugged her and put my chin on her shoulder. I saw behind her Fiona was staring. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't want to ruin this for us. Come on." I walked her over to Harry and Brianna.

"Everything alright?" Brianna asked.

"Everything's just fine," I said and we nodded. Fiona wasn't going to ruin our night.

Harry was drinking. He gets drunk easily. "Let's go dance Niall," he said. "Bri, you coming?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'll be right there."

I kissed Cassie's cheek. "I'll be back," and headed to the dance floor.

Cassie's P.O.V.

 Once the boys left Brianna pulled me towards her.

"OMG! I saw what happened on the dance floor you little naughty girl!" She said laughing.

"Nothing happened," I smiled.

"Yes it did. I saw you two grinding," she said with a wink.

"We were dancing," I stated.

"Mhmm," she smirked.


It has been two hours and I have to admit we were having a great time.

"Hey guys," I turned around to see Fiona. Her short maid dress was super super short and the top cut was super low. "Aw, Niall. How do I look?" I rolled my eyes and was about to walk away but a hand stopped me. I turned to see Niall. He took my hand and we walked away from her.

"NIALL HORAN?" Fiona yelled as we walked away from her.

"What did you tell her?"

"Lets not worry about it," he replied.

We went to the dance floor and slowly danced. I saw Brianna and Harry dancing as well. It made me happy. I knew Brianna liked him and they looked good together. I smiled at it. Niall and I were super close and my arms were tightly wrapped around him. I wish I could stay like this forever. My parents would tell me I would forever be alone. I didn't want to think about them now. My life here is better than ever.


The song ended and I got out of Niall's arms. He smiled and leaned. I leaned forward but right when our lips were about to touch someone shouted his name. He told them he'd be right there. He looked at me and then kissed my cheek.

"I'll be back." He said, and disappeared with his group of friends. I found Brianna by the snack bar and sat with her talking.



"You have a visitor." She pointed behind me. I turned around to be faced with Fiona. She pushed me back. I tripped a little.

"Don't touch her," Bri yelled. But she didn't listen.

"What the hell is your problem," she asked me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her.

"Don't act like you don't know slut! I said stay away from my Ni!"

"He lives with me!"

"Oh please. That wont shut me up. I told you not to be with him. You might think you have Ni all to yourself but you don't."

"What are you talking about. You think you know it all. But you don't know anything and in the end you're gonna lose," She rolled her eyes as I spoke.

"Am I loosing if I do this?" She asked. With that she poured juice all over my dress and hair. I gasped and took a step back. She was giggling and Bri took me in the bathroom. "Another twit out of the way." I heard Fiona saying. The red liquid stained my dress and it wouldn't come off. My hair was damp from the drink.

"I'm so sorry." Brianna said. My eyes filled with tears. The day was perfect before she ruined it. I finally felt like I was worth something but Fiona had to ruin it to get some guy. I stormed out of the bathroom and took off crying. "Cassie! No! Come back!" I didn't listen to her. I stormed out of the school and sat at the back of the school. I leaned my limp body against the wall and cried.

"What's wrong hun?" I looked up to see Harry. He sat beside me and placed a hand on my knee.

"Please don't do that." I asked. His actions reminded me of my father and it scared me. I didn't want to go through this again.

"You mean this?" He whispered by my face, and lifted his hand higher up my thigh. His breath smelled of strong alcohol. It scared me. He was acting exactly like my father.

"Stop Harry!" I took his hand away from my thigh and cried more. My makeup was running down my cheeks and smeared into my hands. This night turned out to be a disaster.

"What if I don't want to stop," he said, running his hand up my short dress and palming the inside of my upper thigh.

"Harry stop!" I tried standing up but I was already to weak. I tried throwing his hand away but he kept struggling to touch me. "Stop it!"

"No! Let me see under this sexy dress now." He touched the red stained dress and started pulling on it. My phone was beside me, blowing up with texts but Harry wouldn't let me touch it. He pulled me to stand up by my bum. He leaned against me so I wouldn't escape and tried taking the dress off by the top.

"Please don't," I begged.

"Don't worry. You're safe." That's when memories started flooding my mind. He did exactly what Harry was doing and those words always escaped his lips.

"Harry, stop. You don't know what you're doing." I said crying. I tried squirming to run but his hand came to my throat, holding me down and putting my head against the wall. I coughed, choking from his harsh touch.

"I know exactly what I'm doing," he laughed. He held on my throat tighter and pulled me up for my feet to hit the ground. I gasped for air, but nothing. "Now you aren't going to tell Niall about this, are you?"

I couldn't say anything. The air was being closed by my squeezed neck. I put my hands on his trying to pull him away, but it didn't work. I felt weaker already. I needed to breathe but nothing filled my lungs.

His other hand went to my leg and went under my dress rubbing my thigh. His hand loosened around my neck but he still held me there. I could finally get a little bit of air in my lungs, I gasped choking, coughing until at least some air was in. "N-Niall." Was all I could say, but it was barely loud enough. I could barely hear me whispering.

"Niall isn't here." He said and his hand traveled to my bra to pull it down His hand gripped the tightest hold on my neck. I couldn't breathe at all. I could feel my face getting red from not breathing. I felt him pull off my bra completely under my dress. I pushed his hand away as hard as I could when he wouldn't expect it. "NIALL!" I shouted right when his hand left my neck and I got a little air in my lungs. I held my neck. It hurt. I could tell it was red. I gasped for air, choking on it. Coughing until I got some in my lungs. He picked me up and held me by my shoulders, banding me against the wall. I winced, still heavily panting.

"Niall isn't here," he sung in my ear. I cried not wanting to go any further. He was drunk. Very drunk.

"NIALL!" I gave it all I got. I needed him. Needed him to get me away from Harry. A fist came down to my stomach. I cried out in pain. Tears were rushing out of my eyes and streamed down my face. He smashed his lips to mine and didn't let go. I couldn't move. I was in to much pain to. His teeth bit my lip. I turned my head but again a fist to my stomach. I screamed. The pain was unbearable. His lips back on mine and his tongue in my mouth. I cried. I didn't give into Harry. I wanted to leave. I held where he hit me. His lips went from mine to my neck, sucking and nipping at the skin. His hand came to my bra and pulled it down again. I had to try again and scream as loud as I could and hope he would be here. "NIALL!!!" And after that one last punch in the stomach.

Niall's P.O.V.

I was running around the school looking for Cassie. But I had no luck. Brianna was with me trying to find her too. I left Harry at the dance floor because he had to much to drink and he wouldn't help what so ever.

"I think she ran outside." Brianna said worried. I ran outside, not waiting for her to catch up. I needed to find her. I'll take care of Fiona later but right now I need to find the one I care most about. I ran outside and checked the front of the school and parking lot. Brianna checked with me.

"Find her?" I asked.

"No," she said worried. I was scared. I couldn't bare not having her with me. I was interrupted by my thoughts when I heard something. It was faint but I could tell he person was screaming.

"Niall." I heard. I stopped and looked over to Brianna. She heard it too. I listened for it again. A minute later. "Niall." It was louder. It was her. I followed the noise with Brianna behind me. I ran close to the back of the school and that's when I heard the loud scream. "NIALL!" I ran to the noise and that's when I found her. On the floor holding her stomach with a familiar costume kicking her. I ran, not stopping and pushed Harry down. He fell hard on his head and he was out. I kneeled down to Cassie. I looked at her face. She was in pain. I could see the makeup run down her face when her tears fell. I picked her up in my arms. And held her. Seeing her in such pain made me so upset.. and angry. I got mad and irritated. Brianna was there holding Harry's head in her lap.

"I think he passed out," she said.

"Good. He deserves it." I said and ran off with Cassie in my arms. Brianna yelled for me to come back to help her but I didn't turn around. If it were me I would've left him there. I saw Brianna walk back to Harry and try to wake him up. I don't understand. He just hurt her best friend. If she wants to stay that's her issue. I opened the door and lay her in the passenger seat, she winced and so did I.

"Sorry," I said to her. She just groaned in pain. I quickly got in the front and started the car, and drove to our house. On the way there Cassie woke up. She looked confused. "You okay?" I asked her. She nodded. She sat down slowly them shot back up quickly.

"Wait! Where's Harry?" She asked nervous. I shook my head.

"Don't worry he isn't here. You're safe with me." I said and grabbed her hand. I could feel her fingertips cold and shaking. I took my jacket off and draped it over her shoulders as she laid her head on the back of the seat. I kissed her hand and then stopped in front of the house. I parked in the lot and got out to open the door for her. She tried standing up but she was to weak. I quickly picked her up and back in my arms. Her face hid in my chest. I closed her door and walked in the house. Mom was on a business trip and Daisy was out trick-or-treating and sleeping over at a friends house. I was glad it was just me and Cassie. I laid her on the sofa and took my shoes off. I took my jacket off Cassie and replaced it with a blanket, knowing she was cold. She nodded and I sat up from the couch. I got an ice pack from the freezer and the first aid kit from the closet and a wet warm cloth. I walked back and sat in front of her. Her makeup was smeared over her cheeks. I felt bad like it was my fault. If I hadn't just stayed with her this wouldn't have ever happened.

"I'm so sorry," I told her. She looked confused.

"It wasn't your fault-"

"Yes it was all my fault. I should've stayed with you. I shouldn't have gone with my friends. I shouldn't kept you safe." I explained grabbing her hands. She shook her head.

"I know you think it is. But its not. You didn't do anything wrong." She said looking in my eyes. I leaned in and kissed her cheek. And I rested my forehead against hers. "Just don't leave me again." She said lightly giggling. I chuckled and placed a hand on her neck.

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." She nodded and I pulled away. I grabbed the wet cloth and started to wipe the runny makeup off her perfect face. It came off easily. She kept her view down not looking to face me. I held her chin in my right hand and cleared off the makeup from her face. She gave me a small grin. "You looked pretty today." I told her. She smiled and nodded. "But you look beautiful now." I said. A  light shade of pink appeared on her cheeks. She put her head down. Hiding her blush.

"Thank you," she said softly.

I took the blanket off her shoulders. I took the first aid kit out. I examined her face. No cuts or bruises. I did know where she did hurt though.

"Cassie." I said. She knew I needed her to. She panicked shaking her head no. "Cassie the only way you're going to get better is if you let me help you. I promise.. I promise I wont hurt you. I promise.," I said looking in her hazel eyes.

"I can't," she said tearing up. I moved closer to her and put my hands on her chin.

"You have to trust me. Please don't cry but please, trust me," I said softly. She paused and looked away. After two minutes of debating she took a heavy sigh and looked back into my eyes.

"I trust you," she said. I nodded. I need her to know I would never hurt her. I wanted to love and protect her. I moved back for her to have room. She slowly moved her hand to the back of her dress and pulled the zipper down. After it stopped unzipping she stopped and looked at me. I nodded at her to carry on. The only way I could help her was to see the source of the pain. She pulled the strapless dress down to her ankles and looked up at me in only her strapless bra a knickers. I scanned her body until I got to her stomach. I stopped. I saw the bruises on her stomach from tonight. But I noticed something under it. A long scar. I touched her stomach. Running my fingertips over the bruises.

"What happened?" I asked her. She knew I meant the scars on her stomach.

"My dad. He got upset. And.." She trailed off. I didn't need to know anymore. I nodded and took the soft, cold ice pack, wrapped it in towel and placed it on her stomach.

"Hold that for me, love." I told her. She did as she was told. I took the dress from her ankles and threw it in the laundry bin. After everything was cleared away I picked her up and carried her to her room. When we got there I placed her on her bed and she lay there clutching the cold ice pack to her stomach. She laid on her side. I laid by her pressing my stomach against her back and whispered in her ear. "I'm gonna get dressed. Okay?" I asked. She nodded. I kissed her neck and I walked in my room to change.

Cassie's P.O.V.

I laid there with the ice pack laying on my stomach waiting for Niall to come back. I trusted him now. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me. It felt good to know someone would protect me. I was still not comfortable about showing the huge scar on my stomach. But hopefully I could change when he returns. He came back in my room with pajama pants on but no shirt. He came in and sat by me. I could feel his bare stomach hitting my naked back.

"You feeling better beautiful?" He asked. I nodded. The pain started to ease once I laid on the soft mattress. He told me to turn on my back. I did as he said. I propped myself on my elbows and waited. He removed the ice pack and checked my bruises. Most of the redness went away and there was only slight signs that bruises would be there. "It will go away in the morning babe," he said. I nodded. I knew it would. I so badly wanted to put a shirt on to cover the mark that shamed me. He placed the ice back on the table and scanned my body. I put my hands on my stomach to cover the mark. He placed my arms behind my head and kissed my forehead.

"Trust me," he whispered.

I nodded. I had to learn to trust him. Something in me told me he wouldn't do anything to me but something else reminded me of every time I trusted someone they gave up on me. He got in front of me and separated my legs to kneel between them and place small butterfly kisses on my stomach along the scar on my stomach. I sighed in pleasure. He massaged my hips. I bit my bottom lip and held it between my teeth as he continued. After about three minutes he stopped and climbed on top of me. Each leg on either side of me. His hands resting near my face. His body hovering over me. His body came down and his head near mine. His lips touched mine but it wasn't a kiss. His lips just lightly touched mine. "You're so beautiful. Inside. And out." He told me right after his lips pressed on mine. His lips moved at the same pace as mine. I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him closer. His left hand was placed on my hip. His bottom lip grazed my top lip before we stopped. A smile appeared on his and my face.

"Lets go to sleep." He said. I nodded. He passed me my tank top and I placed it on. He pulled back the duvet and I got in and he covered me up.

"Wait." I stopped him. "Aren't you going to stay with me?" I asked. I didn't want to be alone. I wanted him with me. He smiled and nodded. He turned off the light and crawled into bed laying on his back. I laid on my side, I couldn't feel him near me. I wanted him with me. I turned and rested my head on his shoulder. His arm went up and around me as he pulled me into his chest and wrapped my arm around his torso as his arms went around me. Holding me close. Not letting go. And I didn't want him to. My life was better with him and my new family. I finally felt.. Complete.




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