I cried another stream of mascara into the mirror as I try to wipe off the tears.
Another girl. That son of a bitch.
"Leave me on the concrete
leave me on the ground.." I mutter the song lyrics and unsuccessfully wipe off the mascara.

"Heeeeeyy, Marilynnn!" Dexter smirks behind me, grabbing my waist.
"Dex-" I start, but he stops me with a rough kiss. I try to make him stop but he chuckles drunkly and instead sets a trail of kisses on
my jaw.
"Stop.." I mutter as he starts to suck on my sweet spot.
"S-S-top it.. DEXTER!" I yell.
He lifts his head, smirks, and continues.

He grips my wrist and throws my back against the tiled wall, making my entire body ache. I slightly push him away but he's so
much stronger, grabbing my neck in his hand and making out with me.
Tears come to my eyes as he lets go of my wrist for a moment, allowing blood to pump into it.

"HELP!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
He clamps his lips onto mine to shut me up.
"STOP IT!"

He pushes me hard against the wall and grips my neck with his nails, I can tell there will be a bruise there.
He grinds onto me roughly so I whimper.
"STOP!"

He keeps on going, leaving bruises all over my body.

"I believe that she told you to stop."
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"Styles? What the f-" He stutters but the figure punches him in the stomach, and Dexter falls.
Harry?
I sink into the ground as I watch them fight.
"Why're you here, asshole?"
"None of your BUISNESS!" Harry growls and kicks him.
Dexter dodges the kick and tackles Harry, punching him in the face.
"Stop it, Dexter!"
Why am I protecting him?

He leaves Harry moaning on the ground for a minute and grins for a moment. "Where were we, baby?" He chuckles as he puts his
hand near my shoulder.
Then he falls at my side.

Harry runs a hand through his hair.
"Come on, Marilyn." He murmurs.

I tag behind him as he guides us through the blaring music and screaming people to outside to a car.
He opens the door and I climb in.
He starts the car and he drives in silence.

*SKIP CAR RIDE*

"Thank you, so much." I muttered as he opens the door.
He gives me a slight grin under the streetlight.
"It's no problem."

"No, really-" I start, but he cuts me off and kisses me.