I lay sprawled out onto the table.
"Nick. Please. Don't!" I cried. His hot breath leaked down my neck. I tried to move from under him but he held me firmly in place.
"Stop. " he commanded. He quickly picked me up and stuck me on the counter as he unbuttoned my shirt.
"Nick! Stop!" I started bawling. My breaths a wimper my eyes dry as the sun. My body severed like an ax.
I started shaking my head.
I felt warm hands gripping my shoulder. I tore them off screaming. I quickly hopped from the bed and hid in the closet.
"Madison? We have no intention of hurting you. "
"Get away from me!" I softly whimpered.
"Shh. Madison it's ok. My names Harry styles. I found you passed out in the middle of an alley. I was somewhat following you. I heard you screaming. Madison? Can you tell me? Who's nick. " it was more of a command than a question.
I started to wheeze. My inhaler. Damn. I left it at nicks.
Harry dropped to my side.
"Madi!" He yelled. He gripped my shoulders. "Niall! " he screamed across the room. A blonde boy. I guess Niall came rushing in.
"Harry! What did you do?!" He clenched my chest.
"Nothing! I asked her who kick was and she just started to wheeze. " Niall was now doing CPR. The wrong way.
"I- ne- Ed- my fucking- inhaler!" I sputtered. His eyes we're hide.
"Harry! Grab Louis sisters spare!" Harry ran out the room. If he came back I wouldn't know because by then I was unconscious.