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tw attempts of sexual assault and vulgar language
I looked around the parking lot, searching for Sydney’s obnoxiously blue car. I reach into my purse and pull out my pack of Marlboro Golds. I flicked my lighter and brought the white stick to my lips. I inhaled a bit, holding the smoke in my lungs before coughing it out.
“I thought you were quitting, Anna.” I heard Sydney say from behind me. I turned around, flicking the ashes from the butt. “I’m trying Syd. It’s not that easy.” I mumble. She reaches over, grabs the cigarette from my hand, and puts it out. Sighing, I follow her into the small diner.
“Are you excited about the move to LA?” I said, looking at the menu. “Yeah, I’ve already finished enrolling in my classes and I’m almost done packing. Do you think you could come over this weekend and help me finish?” I nod my head and she smiles a bit. Our waiter comes by to take our orders and we talk about her college campus.
After dinner, we were walking back to our cars when we passed a tattoo shop. Sydney looked up at me with pleading eyes and I sighed. “I’m not getting one,” I mumbled as she dragged me by my arm into the shop. “Yes you are,” She said. I knew there was no way of getting out of this so I might as well do it. We decided to each get a tiny ghost tattoo on our wrist. We sat down in the tattoo chairs next to each other with our pinkies interlocked. The only sound for a while was the buzz of the machine before Sydney looked over at me. “I love you, Anna.” She gave me a lopsided smile. “I love you too, Syd. I am so fucking proud of you.” I said. Sydney blushed and looked down at the ground.
The first thing I noticed when I pulled up to the house was the tons of cars parked in front of it. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” I mumbled as I checked my phone. Our parents were in Ireland visiting our grandparents and of course, Niall decides to throw a party. When I walked into the house the overwhelming scent of cigarettes and pot invaded my senses. I pushed my way through the sweaty bodies that were crowding the hallway and looked for Niall. I walked into the kitchen and saw him doing a shot off of a girl who was splayed across our countertop. His friends all cheered as he licked a stripe of salt off of her cleavage and took the lime wedge from her mouth. He looked up at me as I grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him outside to the patio.
“What the hell, Niall!” I exclaimed. “Don’t you remember, Anna? It’s our going away party!” He said, grabbing my shoulders for balance. I furrow my eyebrows a bit, before remembering that he is leaving for tour again with his band. “Shit...sorry Ni, I forgot,” I said. I look down at his hands and grab the bottle of vodka from him. “I want this,” I saunter off, leaving him on the patio. As I turn the corner, I slam into someone and fall on my ass. “What the hell!” The man exclaims. I look up and see that it’s the lead singer of my brother’s band, Harry. His white shirt is now stained brown from whiskey and he is towering over me. “Fuck,” I mumble, pulling myself off of the floor. I fumble around nervously, rubbing my arm over the stain and he smirks at me. “Watch where you’re going next time, sunshine.” He says as he reaches down to grab the bottle of vodka I took from Niall. He pushes past me and walks back into the crowd of bodies.
I groan when I see that the upstairs is just as crowded as the downstairs. I weave my way through the sweaty bodies and sigh in relief when I see that my room is empty. I walk into my bathroom and turn on the shower, climbing in and letting the water run over me. Once I’m done showering, I wrap myself in a towel and walk back out into my room.
“Hey, Anna...” I look up and see my brother’s bandmate sitting cross-legged on my bed. “Carson, what are you doing here?” I say, wrapping my towel tighter around my body. He stands up and stumbles towards me. “What do you need, Carson?” I say, backing up against the wall. “You have always been such a tease, you know that?” He leans in close to me and I can smell the alcohol on his breath. I feel my hands shake violently at my side as I say “You’re drunk, Carson. Go lay down.” This isn’t him. We’ve known each other since we were babies, we grew up together. “I have always thought about fucking you, especially when you wear those tight jeans.” He reaches under my towel and runs his hand on my thigh. “Stop, please Carson,” I say, feeling the hot tears threatening to pour out of my eyes. I try to push him away but he is stronger than me. I feel a tear fall down my cheek as I whimper. “Shhh,” He says, putting a finger to my lips. My body is trembling as he leans in so close that I can smell his nauseating cologne. “This will be long and probably painful.” He whisper’s in my ear as he rips the towel out of my hands. My dinner threatens to come up as he grabs my wrist and pulls me towards the bed. I tried to scream but it got stuck in my throat. The tears spill out onto my cheeks as I watched him unbuckle his belt. I close my eyes as I hear his jeans fall to the floor. “Carson, please don’t do this,” I say once more before he crashes his lips onto my neck. He bites down on my skin, causing it to break. I yelp out in pain as his dirty hands roam my body, feeling every curve of it. “You are going to have fun tonight,” He slurs, his lips swollen from sucking on my neck. Finally, the scream that was caught in my throat escapes. “Help! Please!” I sob as Carson slaps his hand over my mouth. “Shut the fuck up.” He says at me through gritted teeth. I hear my door burst open and Carson turns around as a fist connects with his jaw. I reach for a blanket from my bed as I see a man tackle Carson to the ground, punching him repeatedly in the face. It takes me a second but I realize that man is Harry. “Stop it! Stop, please!” I shout as Harry is punching Carson’s unconscious body. Niall and Louis burst in and rip Harry off of Carson. “What the hell happened!” Niall furiously shouts, looking between Carson and me. Harry wipes the blood off of his lip before explaining to Niall what happened. “Fuck...” He mumbles, running his hand through his short hair. I wipe the tears off of my cheek with my shaking hands as I watch Harry and Louis pull Carson out of my room. Niall walks out of my room to find Liam and I laid back in my bed, trying to calm myself down.
“Sydney,” I whispered into my phone. “What’s wrong Anna, are you okay?” She groggily replied into the phone. “Can I come over?” I sniffled a bit, embarrassed to tell her what happened over the phone. “Of course you can...” She responded. I threw on some sweats and an old Ramones t-shirt and drove over to her house.
I started sobbing again as soon as I was in her room. She pulled me in closer to her and didn’t say anything, she just comforted me. I inhaled her familiar scent as I tried to calm myself down. “What happened?” She asked me, stroking my hair softly. “C-Carson...” That was all I could say before sobbing onto her shoulder again. “What did he do?” She said. I could hear her heart rate pick up but I knew she was trying to stay calm. “H-he tried to...rape me,” I said, barely whispering. Sydney inhaled sharply before saying “What the hell? Are you okay?” I nodded as I pulled away from her, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. “Niall and his friends beat him up pretty badly .” I laid back onto the bed, hiccuping a bit from sobbing so hard. Sydney leaned back next to me and pulled me into her arms. “I love you, Annalyn. I’m glad you’re safe.” She whispered into my hair. “I love you too Syd...”
thank you.
Author’s note
Hi! This is my first time writing a Harry fanfic so bear with me. I really hope you enjoy the first couple of chapters! I will try to update once or twice a week and I have so many interesting things for this story. I’m very excited and I hope you are too <3 You can find updates about the story on TikTok @/addictedhs. I will be making a Twitter account too if more people end up liking this story!
