Don't open the door. Don't open the door. No, no! You stupid girl. Don't do it. Don't you realize you are going to get yourself killed?

The murder pops out of the darkness with a long, bloody butcher knife. I let out a loud scream and hide underneath my blanket. I peek from underneath the blanket, my eyes glued to the tv.

The girl is running down a long black corridor in the mansion. The murder is right behind her as she runs for her life. She glances over her shoulder and trips over her feet. Stupid move. The murder is advancing on her. The girl stumbles to stand up, but her ankle looks broken. She grabs on the closest thing to pull herself up.

I watch the movie unable to look away. I hate scary movies. They always give me nightmares. Why did I let the guys convince me to watch this?

The girl limps to the staircase leading to the first floor. The killer stabs her in her back and laughs evilly. I gasp when the girl's body rolls down the staircase. The killer turns around slowly showing his face. I scream as loud as I can when I see a creepy clown mask, covering his face.

I bury my head in the closest thing to me. I pull the blanket to my face blocking the tv from my vision. Something wraps around my body pulling me closer.

"We turned it off." Liam says from the other couch.

I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping to block the clown's face from my mind. I am absolutely terrified of clowns.

"How about a comedy?" Liam suggests.

Someone starts rubbing my back to comfort me. I take a deep breath to calm down. A familiar scent fills my nostrils. It smells like that hoodie Louis gave me on my first night. I breathe in the scent again. It smells so good. I keep taking deep breaths and eventually calm down.

I lift my head up to see a set of blue eyes staring down at me. Oh my gosh. I was burying my face in Niall's chest. My cheeks start to burn a bright red. I scoot away from him feeling embarrassed. I look around the room making sure Zayn didn't see. Liam winks at me causing me to blush even more.

"I'm going to get some ice cream." I stand up and rush to the kitchen. I grab the container of vanilla ice cream from the fridge.

"Zayn didn't see." Liam walks in the kitchen. "He was in the shower. He just finished a few seconds ago."

I grab six bowls from the cabinet. "I feel so embarrassed. I didn't mean to practically jump on his lap." I whisper scooping the ice cream out.

"He calmed you down." Liam states.

"Yeah, he did. No one has been able to calm me down before." I tell Liam.

"That's good." He replies.

"How?" I add more ice cream to two bowls. "Can you grab six spoons for me?" I point to the drawer.

"No."

I frown at Liam. "Why not?"

Liam's face turns a light shade of red. "I'm scared of spoons." He mumbles.

I stare at Liam to see if he is being serious. "Oh." I say once I realize he is serious. "I'm sorry."

"You can laugh if you want." Liam says.

"I'm not going to laugh at you." I shake my head. "That would be rude. That would be like you laughing at me for being afraid of clowns."

Liam stares at me. Why is he staring at me? Did I say something wrong? He moves forward to pull me in a hug. I stumble backwards away from his arms. Liam stops moving and frowns.

"I'm sorry." I whisper, biting my lip.

"No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." Liam shakes his head. He grabs four bowls of ice cream. "I'll take these." He says before walking away.

Great. I did it again. Why do I keep hurting so many people? I run a hand through my hair. I hope Niall can help me. I'm tired of hurting people.

I put the ice cream away and grab the two bowls and five spoons. I make my way back to the living room. All of the guys have ice cream except for Niall. I hand everyone their spoons before sitting next to Niall. I hand him his bowl.

"Why does he have more ice cream?" Louis points at Niall with his spoon.

"Because he eats more." I answer eating some of my ice cream.

"But you have the same amount." Harry points out.

"I eat a lot." I shrug, pulling the blanket over my legs.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Liam asks suddenly.

I shake my head. "No. Do you have to go back to the studio?"

"We were wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow." Niall says in between mouthfuls.

"Go where?" I question.

"It's a surprise." Louis smirks.

"No hint?"

"Wear something warm." Zayn tells me.

•

"This is a bad idea." I say to myself while attempting to lace up my skates.

The guys decided to wake me up at nine in the morning to go ice skating. I have no idea how to ice skate. This is going to be a complete fail. I just know I'm going to make a fool of myself. I'll probably fall flat on my face.

"Need some help?" Niall walks over to me. He sits down on the floor being carefully with the blades on his skates.

"Thanks." I sit up straight.

Niall grabs my left ankle and moves it closer to him. He undos the laces that I tried to do. Niall laces them up easily. He takes my other foot and starts on that one.

"Where are the guys?" I ask when he finishes.

"Already on the rink." Niall stands up balancing on the blade's guards. He reaches down to pull me up.

I stare at his hand debating on what to do. Before he can pull it away, I grab on to it. Niall grins and lifts me up. I wobble to the side not completely used to the skates. Niall keeps a tight hold on my hand and leads me to the rink. We stop by the little benches.

"Lift your foot up." Niall bends over. I grab on to the wall and lift my foot up. Niall takes the guards off for me. I hold on to the wall while he takes his off. "Ready?"

"Not really." I laugh stepping forward.

Niall steps on the ice backwards. One more step and I'll be on the ice. Niall holds his hands out offering me to grab them. Without hesitation, I grab them.

"Right foot first." Niall tells me. I watch my leg step forward on the ice. "Other foot." I do the same and slip a little. I grip on to Niall's hands tighter. "Look up."

I tear my eyes away from my feet and look up at Niall. "It's going to hurt when I fall."

"No it won't." Niall starts moving backwards still holding my hands.

"Yes, it will." I slide my right foot forward against the ice. "That is hard ice. It will hurt."

"I promise you it won't hurt. You have to trust me." Niall pulls me forward.

I lose my balance and feel myself fall backward. This is going to hurt my arse. I squeeze my eyes shut. I feel myself spin around and land on my stomach.

No pain.

I open my eyes to see Niall below me. He saved me from hurting myself. His arms are resting on my back.

"Why did you do that?" I stare down at him in confusion.

"I told you that you wouldn't get hurt." Niall grins up at me. "You should trust me more often."

"Thank you." I whisper.

"You two okay?" Zayn skates over to us with the guys behind him. He bends over and helps me stand up.

"I'm good." I smile down at Niall.

"You've never been ice skating before?" Louis skates around me in circles.

"No." I struggle to keep my balance. This is much harder than it looks.

Niall gets back up and takes my hands in his. Zayn's eyes widen as he watches the two of us.

"Don't look down." Niall says to me. I look back up at his face. "What's your favorite song of ours?" He moves backwards slowly.

"One Thing." I answer, trying not to look at my feet. "Or Save You Tonight."

Niall nods staring into my eyes. "What about when we were on the X Factor?"

I glance to the side to see the guys whispering to themselves. The front part of my skate hits the ice and I stumble forwards. Niall pulls me close to his body as we fall. I land on Niall once again. My hands rest of his chest and his are wrapped around my waist.

"Sorry." I blush.

"It's okay."

"You did pretty good that time." Harry and Louis help me up off of Niall. I flinch when Harry grabs my hand. He backs up apologizing.

"Try again?" Niall offers his hand.

I nod my head and grab his hand. "I will get the hang of this." I say determinedly.

"Don't look at anyone else. Just me." Niall skates backwards slowly. "So, your favorite song from X Factor."

"Torn or Kids in America." I stare into his eyes. I could stare at them all day.

"I liked singing Kids in America." Niall keeps moving. "I had the most parts."

"That's why I like it." I mumble hoping he doesn't hear me. I lower my gaze feeling my face heat up.

"Don't look down." Niall's hand stops my face from moving anymore.

I keep looking straight. Two figures behind Niall catch my eye. I strain my eyes to see who they are. They step in the light and I suddenly find it hard to breath.

Niall stops skating immediately. "Natalie, what's wrong?"

"Zayn!" I call out not looking away from the couple.

Katie looks out on the rink and locks eyes with me. She smirks at me before waving. I grip Niall's hands even tighter than before. Katie and Glen step on the ice and make their way towards us. Niall follows my gaze and stands next to me pulling me closer to his body.

"Natalie Malik." Katie looks me over. "You haven't changed at all."

"What are you doing here?" I breathe.

"Glen and I came here to ice skate." Katie wraps an arm around Glen's waist. "Say hi to Natalie, sweetheart."

"Hey, Natalie." Glen smirks. "What happened to you? You left school. Everyone thought you were pregnant or died."

Please don't bring it up. Please don't bring it up.

"Everyone thought you were pregnant, considering that you are a whore." Katie cackles.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Zayn finally skates up to us, looking pissed.

"Well if it isn't the protective older brother." Glen laughs. "Who are these guys, Natalie? Sleeping with them like you slept with me? Everyone knows how you get around."

"We didn't sleep together." I say, feeling tears build up in my eyes.

"I think it's best if you leave." Zayn steps in front of me protectively.

"But we were just having fun." Katie pouts.

"Now we have something to tell everyone back home." Glen tells Katie. "Natalie is still ugly and a slut as ever."

Zayn rushes forward and punches Glen. I push away from Niall and try to skate to the exit. I stumble a few times, but make it. I sit on the benches and unlace my skates. I kick them off my feet and run as fast I can. I don't care that I'm only in socks. I need to get away from here.

Tears are streaming down my face as I run through the parking lot. It's raining outside making it even harder for me to see. I trip and fall to the ground. The rain pelts on my back soaking through my three layers of clothes.

How could they do that? I haven't seen them for two years and they still find the need to ruin my life. The guys are going to think I'm a slut now.

I never slept with Glen. I would never have done that. I was only fifteen. I was one of those girls that was shy and was never mean. Why did everyone think I was suddenly a whore?

"Natalie?!" I hear the guys yell for me.

I stay on the concrete bawling my eyes out. I should just move to the States. Then I could start all over. No one would no about my past.

"Natalie?" Someone runs towards me. They roll me over gently and pick me up in there arms.

"No!" I scream. "Let me go!" I struggle in their arms and touch the ground in my wet socks.

"Natalie, it's okay." Niall reaches for me.

"No, it's not." I yell pushing him away from me. "It's been two years! Two years and they still have to ruin my life!"

"Stop." Niall grabs my arms.

"No!" I yank my arms away and push his chest roughly. "Why do they hate me so much? I've never done anything wrong! Glen ruined my life just because I wouldn't sleep with him!"

Zayn and the rest of the guys run over to us. "Natalie, it's okay."

"Stop!" I scream at him. "Stop telling me it's okay! It's not okay! I'm not okay! No one deserves to be treated like this! What have I ever done to deserve this?!"

I start crying even harder than before. All the emotions I've held in are escaping and I can't do anything about it. Seeing Katie and Glen brought all the memories back. All the pain I felt. It all came back to me.

"You didn't do anything." Zayn steps towards me.

"Apparently, I did." I brush the wet hair out of my face. Zayn walks up to me again. "Don't touch me!" I stumble backwards.

Niall wraps his arms around me. "Please calm down." He whispers in my ear.

I move around to make him let go, but he doesn't budge. "Just let me go!" Niall spins me around and hugs me to his chest. I push him hard to get him away from me.

After a few minutes, my hands go to my face. I lean against Niall and cry. His arms pulls me closer to him. The rain is still pounding down on us.

"I'll get the car." Someone says.

I clutch on to Niall's jacket not wanting to let go. Niall holds me close to his body. Loud sobs erupt from body as all the painful memories flash through my head.

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Author's Note:

I was going to make two chapters out of this, but I decided not too. Tell me what you think!