The Dancer

SCARLETT P.O.V

"Hey shall we go over here?" Harry's voice echoes in my head s I'm brought back to reality.

I daren't turn around, that's the voice of a bad memory, something that happened which was never spoken of.

"Always good at keeping secrets.." The voice slurred

I look at Harry he looks panicky, his had making violent pointing gestures to the bar.

I go to step forewards.

"NO! You stay were you are Lettie Rose!"

Bad bad memories come flooding back making me shiver.

I push them from my mind.

"I want answers!"

"leave me alone." i get out, it doesn't sound like my voice.

it sounds raspy, strangled...pained.

I go to step away.

And it all happens so quickly.

A rip of expensive fabric, a diamond button hitting the floor, a cry of pain, a loud curse, flashes, voice shouting.

I stumble forward Gathering my dress not daring to turn around.

I hear a grunt.

I fall into someone's arms.

I try push up and away, but they have a secure grip, the strong muscles pull me into a standing position.

I look up into his green eyes, do I see fear flicker across them?

"Let me help you,"

he holds together the back of my dress as we push through the crowds, he nudges the cameras out the way as I shield my face, there all turning away.

something must have happened. As we reach the top of the stone steps. I stop, turn and take in the scene.

Zayn and Liam trying to hold him up as he tries to fight free , shouting things at the top of his voice.

Paul running in, instructing niall to do something whilst he tries to calm down the struggling body, thrashing around between Zayn and Liam.

"YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME" he screeches before hes hauled over Paul's shoulder and taken out.

I spot Nicole, frozen on the spot, even she doesn't know.

Know one knows whats happened or what's brought in on.

All except one..

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