Running, running faster than the earth could take me. All I could do, all I can do is run. I can’t afford to get hurt, or even let anyone else get hurt.
“Come on, Eleanor. We all know you want this.” Kendall yells.
“NO!” I scream.
His speed increases, and mine gets slower. Making it harder for me to get away, almost making him get closer.
“Eleanor…….You know you want to!” He taunts.
I continue to run, tripping this one time, I fall, hard.
“Leave me alone!” I scream.
Kendall doesn’t listen and starts smacking me, than starts kicking my limbs.
“HELP!” I yelp.
“Shh, El, everything will be alright.” Says a soothing voice.
I open my eyes and see my boyfriend.
“Y-you sure?” I stutter.
He nods, and gives me a kiss on the forehead, leaving tingles there.
“What happened?”
“I-I don’t want to talk about it.”
“LEAVE HER ALONE!” Louis yells punching Kendall.
“WHY DON’T YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF!” Kendall yells back throwing a punch at Louis.
I wince in pain, trying to put back on my clothes.
“YOU HURT HER, YOU GOTTA HURT ME!” Louis winces in pain, and I faintly see him clutching his man areas.
“Louis!” I yell weakly.
“Shut it pipsqueak.” Kendall hisses.
I wince in more pain as he kicks my breaking ribs, “Please stop.”
“Shut the fuck up!” He yells.
He continues to kick me until he falls down.
“Babe are you alright?” A voice asks.
I never get to see who it is, because I black out.
“Not like she wanted to be raped, Tamara.”
“Well, someone should have tried to save her faster!”
“He knocked out Louis!”
“And you knocked him out!”
“Not the point Tamara, your best friend got raped, you should be comforting her.”
“You’re her boyfriend, you should be comforting her.”
Groaning, that’s all I can seem to do, and all I feel is pain, some numbness, pain the most.
“Just go comfort her, Tamara!”
“YOU GO COMFORT HER!”
I look around the room, and see a picture of Zayn and I.
“When did I take that?” I think to myself.
I look to the doorway and see Zayn standing there smirking, “Hey there love.”
I blush, “Hey.”
“What happened?”
“Please, don’t!” I yell.
“Oh shut up you pathetic bitch.” He scowls.
He slaps me across the face, and chuckles, “Pathetic idiot.”
I use all my stealth, which isn’t a lot, and kick his balls.
“TAKE THAT!” I yell, standing up.
“So that’s what happened?” He asks.
I nod, hurt.
“Come here.” He says snuggling me closer.
I wince in pain, “Ow, Zayn. That hurts.”
“Sorry, Babe.”
“I love you Zayn Malik.” I wanted to say, but it never came out. Instead, I drifted asleep.
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From Worse, To Better- A Zayn Malik Fanfic
FanfictionAt 17 years old, Eleanor Tomlinson has found out one of the worst things in her life; She's related to Louis Tomlinson... yes, of One Direction. For any normal teenage girl, that'd be a good thing, right -- yet for Eleanor, it isn't so much... She h...
