The Untold Story

One Direction is now known as the group with infectious tunes. But take a trip back to freshman year of high school. With abusive relationships, drinking, affairs, and deaths, follow Lindsay Prescott through the trials and tribulations of high school with the band and friends. Through the eyes of a typical teen girl, Lindsay exposes to us the the untold stories of 1D that not even the press could do.


19. The Beach: Part 1

I came in and out of consciousness, wondering where I was and who was holding me.

"Everyone stand back! STAND BACK DAMN IT!" I heard someone say. I felt my hair brush off my neck and whip onto the sand as I was laid on my back.

I felt my top ripped in half, and despite the fact that I knew I was in my bra on a public beach, I couldn't scream no matter how hard I tried.

I felt a face near mine, breathing on my face. I felt amazing, the warm air blowing in my face. I struggled to get my eyes to see the person. Niall?

I felt my head shoot back, and my mouth broken apart. Without warning, lips were pressed against mine, filling me with the warm air.

I coughed, trying to get up. Again, I felt the man press his mouth into mine. His lips were soft, and had a hint of strawberry taste in them. Yet, they were unfamiliar.

At last, I found myself able to see. The sun hit me in the eyes, and I covered best I could with my hands.

"Don't worry, you're going to be just fine," the voice spoke.



"Yea, Linds', it's me. Just listen to my voice. You're going to fine. How are you?"

Honestly, my breaths felt raspy and filled with glitter. I'm half naked, surrounded by strangers on the beach, and the sun is in my eyes.

"Where's Niall?"

"He's here?" Alan said. Oh right... I never told him.

"YES! Where is he? I need him, please where is he?"

"Lindsay, calm down. You were stung by a jellyfish and almost drowned out there. Niall's here somewhere, he'll find you. For now, just keep calm and stop talking,"

Once again, my chin faced the sky and my mouth came open. Alan caressed my head, and placed his lips on mine again. But his time, I could breath. And he wasn't blowing.

I struggled, trying to get him off and wiggling in the skin, but then I realized how weak I actually was.

...Alan was kissing me, and I could do nothing about it.

He came up, looking into my eyes. I realized then that his eyes were blue-green, different from Niall's. They were like little emeralds.

"Lindsay? Alan?!"

I turned slightly to see Niall staring down at us. He was wearing his speedo and sunglasses, and then I realized what had just happened. It all came back to me.

Today sucks.

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