Bad Days; Good Days

I saw a guy holding his knife very tight. He definetly wasn't going to drop it. He had jeans on that were ripped all over and a white shirt that was really dirty almost even black. His hair was redish brown and his skin was around Niall's complection. He looked like he was drunk or at least hung over. I looked at Harry and he looked realy stiff. No movement from him just complete silence. "Harry was going on?" I asked shivering because i was scared. "Get inside!" Harry yelled at me. His voice sounded different and at that point i didn't even know if he was just mad at me or protecting me. The guy spoke. "Listen to your boyfriend, you might not want to see whats going to happen next." I took one step to grab Harry inside but then the door closed. The stranger started to chase us. We both ran as fast as we could, Harry trying to keep me close by him. We kept on running and trying to find ways for him to lose us but he was really fast too.

As we were running we had to stop because it was a dead end. The guy came close to Harry. "Please stop what do you want from him.. Stop don't touch him!" I yelled while the guy put the knife around Harry's face. "Babe leave now i dont want you to get hurt.. call for help." Harry whispered to me because he was out of breathe. It also seemed like he knew he was gona die. "Don't leave of I'll kill you too." the guy smirked. Then he grabbed handcuffs from his back pocket. There was a pole close by and he dragged Harry to it and handcuffed him so he wouldn't leave. "You know what? Instead of killing you how about i let you watch me torture your girlfriend for my pleasure." the stranger was talking towards Harry but pointing at me. He came closer to me and then threw the knife on the floor. He pushed me against the wall really hard. I almost fell but he kept me up. "Get away from her!" i heard Harry in the background but everything else was just a blur to me. He started touching me. He touched my hair, then my face, he touched my lips. "Your lips are soft." he told me in a creepy voice. He leaned in to try and kiss me but i tried to pull back and refuse. Then he yelled at me to stop pulling back and he forced to kiss me by moving my head to him. I was crying. He finally stopped and started to touch my breasts. "You got some nice boobs let me see them without your shirt and bra." He lifted my shirt off which was easy because it was a lose crop shirt. Then he sniffed it and threw it behind him. "Stop!!" Harry was crying too. "Shut up!" the stranger yelled back. Then he looked at me and put his hand behind me. He uphooked my bra and took it off. He smiled and started to touch and lick them. I was helpless he had me in his left hand squeezing really hard so i could barley move. The guy unbuttoned my pants and saw my thong. I wish i wasn't wear a thong at that moment. He took the knife and ripped my pants and thong off. Now i was completly naked. Through the whole process I heard Harry begging and pleding and crying. The guy took his pants and boxers off. I tried to keep my legs closed as tight as i could but he was to strong. He opened my legs and stuck his penis right in me. He kept pulling in and out and in and out. He was hurting me and and i was still crying. He was touching me in all the wrong places. My breast my vagina, everywhere. That's when Harry just broke down. He couldn't watch a stranger raping me while he couldn't do anything about it. Then i just blacked out.