Played By The Nice Guy
Save My Life
The rest of the day was a drag. It was just simple lessons not doing much work just meeting new people and making friends. I dawdle out to the front of the school and wait for Ellis to turn up. I look down at my watch. 4:30. Great I've been waiting an hour and a half. I huff in anger and start to walk home, getting google maps up on my phone. But just my luck it won't pick up a signal. So I end up memorising the way we came. Within an hour I'm lost and I find myself in a dark alleyway. I'm scared shitless to be honest because it's starting to get dark and soon I won't be able to see where I'm going.
Along the alleyway was gates to back gardens and fences that travelled the whole across. I'm in the middle of it so theres no point turning around and walking back on myself, I gingerly start to walk every slight noise making me more and more edgy. My heart rate goes up precipitously, seeing a dark figure jump over on of the fences. I spin on my heel and run in the opposite direction. But no matter how hard I try he slowly catches me up.
Next thing I know I'm on the floor surrounded by blood. I look up to see the tall figure hovering over me, my skirt was halfway across the alleyway along with my blouse and jumper.
"HELP!!" I scream in fear as his hands travel up my thighs
"HELP ME!!" I cry loudly. I feel two fingers slip in. I scream out in pain, squirming around.
"GET YOU FILTHY FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!" I hear a deep voice yell. I look along the alley way to see a tall figure charging in my direction. I close my eyes in pain and fear. The charging prays the man off me and punches him repeatedly. I sit up and lean myself against the fence weakly. Tears streaming down my face in fear. The tall figure gets off the man that now lays on the floor unconscious.
"Are you okay Steph?" it was Zayn. I swing my arms around him tightly, glad to his face. He hugs me tightly, his body was so warm I didn't want to let go.
"Here" he says putting his bag down on the ground and whipping out a pair of jogging bottoms and black and white baseball jacket. He helps me change into them and carries me to main road. He lays me in the backseat gently afraid to hurt me. Once he's got me in safely he jumps into the front and starts to drive to mine.
"Where do you live?" he asks turning on his satnav.
"You know where Coconut Lane is? The south side. I live there. Number 3**" I state my voice still shaky.
He drives slowly there, turning corners softly. When we arrive he jaw drops looking up at the house.
"This is where Paul Higgins lives..." he stutters,
"He's my uncle..." I mummer as the pain starts to come back. He spins round in his seat and looks at me sympathetically. He jumps out and opens the door.
"Tell me if you hurt" he says lifting me out. He holds me bridle styles and closes the door with his back.
"You okay?" he asks holding me closer. I nod and cuddle into him.
"Thank you." I whimper. He gently moves me into a more slanted position in his arms.
"Better?" he asks softly. I nod again and close my eyes. I tell him where my keys are, and he gets in the door
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN STEPHANIE?! WE'VE BEEN WORRIED SICK!" my dad yells not seeing me in Zayn's arms.
"Just take me upstairs please Zayn" I sigh weakly.
"S-Steph? I'm so sorry" Ellis apologises repeatedly.
"Just leave it Ellis," I sniff, trying not to cry. Zayn closes the door on him and lays me on the bed. He runs me a warm bath and allows me to wash peacefully.
"I'll go if you want?" he says through the door. I slowly get out and dry myself. I come out in his clothes again.
"Stay for a while" I whisper,
"I feel safe with you around." I blush hugging him shyly. He lays me in his lap on the bed softly stroking my hair.
"Get some sleep Steph. It'll do you some good" he whispers, placing a kiss on my cheek. I blush immediately, my eyes close with a smile on my face.
Zayn was perfect. He was my hero, but should I be falling for him so easily?
Along the alleyway was gates to back gardens and fences that travelled the whole across. I'm in the middle of it so theres no point turning around and walking back on myself, I gingerly start to walk every slight noise making me more and more edgy. My heart rate goes up precipitously, seeing a dark figure jump over on of the fences. I spin on my heel and run in the opposite direction. But no matter how hard I try he slowly catches me up.
Next thing I know I'm on the floor surrounded by blood. I look up to see the tall figure hovering over me, my skirt was halfway across the alleyway along with my blouse and jumper.
"HELP!!" I scream in fear as his hands travel up my thighs
"HELP ME!!" I cry loudly. I feel two fingers slip in. I scream out in pain, squirming around.
"GET YOU FILTHY FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!" I hear a deep voice yell. I look along the alley way to see a tall figure charging in my direction. I close my eyes in pain and fear. The charging prays the man off me and punches him repeatedly. I sit up and lean myself against the fence weakly. Tears streaming down my face in fear. The tall figure gets off the man that now lays on the floor unconscious.
"Are you okay Steph?" it was Zayn. I swing my arms around him tightly, glad to his face. He hugs me tightly, his body was so warm I didn't want to let go.
"Here" he says putting his bag down on the ground and whipping out a pair of jogging bottoms and black and white baseball jacket. He helps me change into them and carries me to main road. He lays me in the backseat gently afraid to hurt me. Once he's got me in safely he jumps into the front and starts to drive to mine.
"Where do you live?" he asks turning on his satnav.
"You know where Coconut Lane is? The south side. I live there. Number 3**" I state my voice still shaky.
He drives slowly there, turning corners softly. When we arrive he jaw drops looking up at the house.
"This is where Paul Higgins lives..." he stutters,
"He's my uncle..." I mummer as the pain starts to come back. He spins round in his seat and looks at me sympathetically. He jumps out and opens the door.
"Tell me if you hurt" he says lifting me out. He holds me bridle styles and closes the door with his back.
"You okay?" he asks holding me closer. I nod and cuddle into him.
"Thank you." I whimper. He gently moves me into a more slanted position in his arms.
"Better?" he asks softly. I nod again and close my eyes. I tell him where my keys are, and he gets in the door
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN STEPHANIE?! WE'VE BEEN WORRIED SICK!" my dad yells not seeing me in Zayn's arms.
"Just take me upstairs please Zayn" I sigh weakly.
"S-Steph? I'm so sorry" Ellis apologises repeatedly.
"Just leave it Ellis," I sniff, trying not to cry. Zayn closes the door on him and lays me on the bed. He runs me a warm bath and allows me to wash peacefully.
"I'll go if you want?" he says through the door. I slowly get out and dry myself. I come out in his clothes again.
"Stay for a while" I whisper,
"I feel safe with you around." I blush hugging him shyly. He lays me in his lap on the bed softly stroking my hair.
"Get some sleep Steph. It'll do you some good" he whispers, placing a kiss on my cheek. I blush immediately, my eyes close with a smile on my face.
Zayn was perfect. He was my hero, but should I be falling for him so easily?
7/13/13