Zayn: He sat there on the chair beside your hospital bed gripping his hair tightly. The tears continued to trail down his cheeks as he tried sniffling discretely. He knew he should be strong for you…but he couldn’t be...not at the moment. The woman he was in love with, his girlfriend, was raped…and there wasn’t anything he could have done to help because he wasn’t there. He let his glossy eyes wander over to your sleeping figure, cuts and bruises stared back at him when his eyes traveled over your neck and face. He so desperately wanted to scream out and find who ever it was that’s done this to you. He reached over taking a hold of your hand gently, only to have you flinch away in your sleep. He couldn’t touch you…not without you flinching. This made him choke out a sob as he let his hand fall from yours. He felt defeated, his only jobs were to protect you…to love you…and he’s failed. He slumped against the chair letting out a shaky breath, he knew you’d never be the same…but he knew he’d help you get better. “I'm sorry I wasn’t there…this wouldn’t have happened.” He said in a hushed tone as his eyes filled with more tears.
Liam: He bit down roughly on his lip, trying to subside his sobs. He so badly wanted to rip the head off the man who did this to you. He looked your face, taking in the small cuts that were scattered around. He let his thumb gently go over each of them, his eyes welling up more. He didn’t know what to do, his emotions were all of the place. He was most definitely enraged…but he was also dejected. He stared into your dull eyes and you gave him a weak smile. “I'm fine, Li.” You muttered under your breath. He shook his head. “You’re not…and that’s fine…what happened to you tonight gives you the right to not be alright…I'm going to find who did this…I’ll hurt him.” He said in a low tone. You weren’t used to seeing him this angry, but it reassured you that he was also as torn up as you were over this. “Listen to me [Y/N]…I will never let anything like this happen again…I promise…” He said letting a sob escape his lips. He leaned forward pressing his lips gently to each of the cuts you had on cheek. “[Y/N] I love you…so much.” He whispered against your cheek.
Harry: He paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room growing angrier by the minute thinking of what happened to you. A nurse exited your room and he rushed over to her. “Can I see her now?” He asked for what’s the third time tonight. “Sorry, sir. But we have a few more tests to run before you can go in.” He clenched his jaw and his eyes grew dark as he stared down at the woman. “I just want to see my fucking girlfriend…I need to know if she’s okay.” His voice boomed through the hospital hallway. “Sir can you please keep your voice down…I can assure you that your girlfriend is okay.” She said sending him a mournful smile. He looked past the nurse, his eyes welled up before anyone noticed he was on his knees. His face in his large hands. The nurse looked on as his body shook as he cried the tears he had been holding back. “P…please just let me see her…I need to see her.” He said between sobs. The nurse, crushed, nodded her head motioning for him to go into your room. He whispered a ‘thank you’ slowly getting off the floor and rushing over to your room. He pushed the door open, his eyes found you staring straight ahead at a blank spot on the wall. “[Y/N]…baby…I'm…I'm so sorry this happened to you.” He sobbed making his way over to you.
Niall: Every time his eyes fell on your curled up body on the bed you two shared his eyes betrayed him. He couldn’t stop the tears from falling…he didn’t know how. “Niall.” You said under your breath looking over at him. He hurriedly try to wipe the tears away. “Yeah…yeah Princess?” He choked out. “Can you lay with me please?” You asked softly and he nodded slowly climbing into the bed with you. He was skeptical on touching you still after that night, but you reached around you lightly grabbing a hold of his arm and draping it over you. He let out a shaky breath when his arm made contact with your body and you knew he was crying once again. “I could have stopped it [Y/N]…” He said under his breath. He let his eyes flutter shut as he pulled you closer to his body protectively. The image of someone forcing them self onto you replayed in his mind repeatedly. “Princess…I’ll never leave your side.” He muttered. He knew you were asleep…that’s the only way you could sleep now and days. He never felt so torn apart…the funny, carefree girl he fell in love with was gone…all because of some asshole.
Louis: He felt completely helpless as you laid beside him in bed crying as you had just woken up from another nightmare. He wanted to hold you in his arms, but he was afraid to do so. Some one had taken advantage of you…and there had been nothing he could have done since he wasn’t around. He let out a deep sigh, feeling as vulnerable as you were. He slid out of bed and headed straight for the kitchen sitting on the barstool. He buried his head in his hands and silently sat there crying. It took him by surprise when you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his back minutes later. “Please don’t leave me.” You said softly into his back causing him to cry a bit harder. He smoothly turned around on the stool, engulfing you into his arms. “I will never leave you…and [Y/N] this will only make us stronger…I'm here…I’ll help you…I’ll help you get through this.” He murmured into your hair. He let his tears continue to fall as he held onto you tightly. He’s been afraid to touch you since it’d happened…and for you to allow him to touch you after that only assured him that he would do whatever it took to help you.
