Trigger warning- if any of the triggers in the trigger warning effect you, skip this chapter.

Songs to listen to while reading:

Bom Bidi Bom – Nick Jonas

Lucky – Chelsea Cutler

You want to know another one of my pet hates? We all know that elevator music has the privilege of taking number one, at the prime spot of number 2 is that soreness you get in your muscles after you've exercised. It is a horrible feeling; it pisses me off. Why the hell do our muscles have to over react like that? It's very uncalled for. And those people that are like oh no, I love when my muscles are sore after the gym, means I've worked hard and all that boring stuff? Well they are lying, there is no way that people like it, I don't believe them for a second.

Why am I going on about sore muscles? That is because I started exercising in Harry's gym a few days ago and today? Well today I can't get out of bed. I know it's my own damn fault for not going easy and just using every machine possible so now every muscle in my whole body is in pain. I think I'm just going to lay here for a couple of days until it wears off. Although I do have a packaged salad that Angela got for me... Ugh, fine. I'll go downstairs.

I sit up in the bed and regret it immediately, my stomach is in pain from my ab muscles. How am I going to make it down stairs if I can't even sit up in bed?

Stop being a baby Alexandria, god. Full name and everything, that's how you know I'm being serious.

Maybe I should just get up and walk down the stairs as fast as possible and just get it over with? It's going to be painful if I do it fast or slow. Okay, I can do this. Stop being dramatic.

I flip my legs over the side of the bed and stand up quickly. I can't do this, I think my body is giving up on me. I ignore the pain as much as possible and start walking at a fast pace all the way to the kitchen. I burst through the kitchen doors, causing Harry to drop his fork on his plate of food out of fright, he looks up at me slowly with wide eyes. I try to cover my mouth to stop myself from laughing. I clutch my hand over my stomach since the muscles from laughing have no mercy on me.

"Seems like scaring each other has become 'our thing'." He jokes, picking up his fork slowly to carry on eating his food.

"It was an accident; I didn't even know you were in here." I state, taking slow and steady steps towards the direction of the fridge.

"Do you have something stuck up your ass?" Harry blurts, causing my eyes to widen as far as they can possibly go.

"What the fuck, Harry! No, I'm just sore from exercising in the gym!" I scold but this only makes Harry smirk.

"Thought maybe you'd been doing some naughty things in your room, late at night." He admits with that stupid smirk on his face. I begin choking on literal air at his revelation.

"Harry!" I shriek. He giggles at my reaction, obviously finding this very amusing.

"Sit down, before you pop a blood vessel. I'll go get your weird salad thing." He states through his laughing.

You know what? I'm not a prude, two can play at this game. "I can make myself orgasm better than any guy can so if I was doing something like that, you would definitely hear it." I assure Harry and this time he begins choking on air. His face is priceless.

He ignores my reply and hands me my salad with a fork before sitting down at his original seat. The poor guy looks embarrassed. I start taking mouthfuls of my food.

Harry pushes his beans around on his plate, "You're going dress shopping with the other girls later." He reports, obviously trying to change the subject.

"Okay Harry, that's fine." I reply, I don't know what he's talking about but that has the least of my interest at this moment. "Are you embarrassed?" I ask, not letting the subject go. It's cute that he's embarrassed.

This causes him to laugh humourlessly, he drops his fork onto his plate and makes direct eye contact with me, tilting his head slightly to the side. "Not at all actually, just thinking about how I could guarantee that the orgasms you give yourself wouldn't even compare to the ones I could give you."

Okay, uhm... where do I begin? First off, what the actual fuck.

Secondly, I must have day dreamed that because there's no way that those dirty words just came out of his pretty mouth. I notice that my leg muscles are hurting and that's when I realise that I'm clenching my thighs together by crossing my legs.

"Be ready in an hour." Harry chirps while standing up from the table, acting as if he didn't just say anything out of the ordinary. He stalks towards me and glances down to my thighs, his tongue sticks out the side of his mouth with that stupid smirk again. He looks back up to meet my eyes and then leaves the kitchen without saying another word.

What the fuck was that?

**********

"I think pink is your colour Alexa, like a light pink. A classy light pink. Not that you wouldn't suit any other colours, I'm just saying that I think pink would suit you, you know?" Cara rambles. She's actually really nice, she just talks a whole lot. I don't mind, makes up for how quiet I am.

"Maybe we shouldn't have fed her ice cream..." Zendaya mumbles so that only I can hear. I laugh at her joke about Cara's hyper-ness.

Harry explained before dropping me off at the mall that we are all going to a ball outside of the compound tonight. Apparently, it's some fancy dress thing where we have to wear ball gowns and suits. I've never been to anything like that before so my anxiety is weighing heavy on my chest at the thought that I might embarrass myself at something so formal.

Zendaya and Hailee have chosen their dresses, they decided on the first ones that they tried on but with my luck, every dress that I've put on, has looked horrendous. Cara and I are the only two still looking. Margot couldn't come with, apparently she already has her dress and couldn't come along for some unknown reason. I hope it's not because of me, I don't want to get in between the girls. We've already been here for quite a while now, I am very thankful for the painkillers Harry gave me before we came so my body can function without being in pain.

"I'll try on a light pink one next Cara." I state, making Cara grin from ear to ear.

"None of these dresses look nice on me... I want to look beautiful you know?" Cara mutters whilst scanning through the dresses on the rack in front of us.

"Any particular reason why you want to look beautiful Car?" Hailee asks, obviously insinuating something but I'm not sure what. I turn around to look at Cara and notice that her face is beet red.

"Uhm... No reason, why would there be a reason? I don't have a reason. Do you have a reason? Because I certainly don't. No sir!" Cara rambles, trying not to make eye contact with any of us.

I catch on to what might be going out and go out on a whim, "Do you have a crush on a certain blonde Irishman?" I ask Cara. She stops looking through the dresses and stares directly at me, she looks like she's seen a ghost.

"Of course... of course not." She stutters. The look on her face answers my question correctly.

"I don't blame you, he's really cute." Zendaya states, shrugging her shoulders.

"I'm sure anyone would gain feelings for Niall if they were stuck in a house with him all the time. I wonder what he's like in bed..." Hailee trails off, looking up as if she is imagining Niall in her head.

"Stop! I don't like Niall okay? I mean... how could I like someone that kidnapped me? That would just be... wrong. It would be wrong right?" Cara asks, scanning over the three of us, as if she is desperately looking for an answer.

"I suppose when you say it like that but just remember how shit our lives were before we lived with the guys? We might be trapped in here but our lives are a lot better than what they were. And for that, I'm so thankful that Zayn took me, he saved me..." Zendaya explains, sounding sincere but upset at the same time. "I don't like Zayn, he's an asshole but I wouldn't blame you if you liked Niall Car, it's okay." She adds, giving Cara a reassuring smile at the end.

"This might be a bit too personal to ask but... what do you mean by 'they saved you'?" I ask Zendaya. I hope I haven't over stepped by asking, I don't want to be annoying.

"Car, Hails and I were forced to be prostitutions from a young age. Zayn rescued me first, he walked into one of the private rooms by accident when he was dealing drugs to one of the bosses of the business. When we got back to the compound, I told him that we had to go back for Cara and Hailee." Zendaya takes a deep breathe before continuing. "Liam then rescued Hailee but they noticed that some of their girls had gone missing after that and moved their location so it took them a while longer until Niall rescued Cara. Louis found Margot at a pub, kind of like Harry with you. But that's why the three of us are so close. We even get to go to a therapist once a week to try and move on from it. I can't even begin to tell you what our lives were like before Lex." She trails off, I notice the tears pooling in her eyes.

Hailee and Cara walk towards her, Cara begins rubbing her back and Hailee rubs her arm, both comforting her. I grab a hold of Zendaya's hand, "I can't even imagine what you girls went through." I look between the three girls when speaking so that they know I'm speaking to all of them. "But I'm so glad that you don't have to go through that anymore. None of you deserved such horrible things to happen to you. I'm so sorry." My voice wavers towards the end and I begin to feel emotional. I can't believe that these angels in front of me who are beyond kind, went through such a traumatic time. I wish I could take their pain away for them.

"Thank you, Lex. We're so glad we met you. Even if it's not through the most normal way..." Hailee jokes, causing all four of us to giggle through our tears.

"Come on, enough of this emotional shit. We need to find a dress that can get Cara into Niall's pants..." Zendaya begins causing Cara to giggle like a school girl, but not denying it this time. "And we need to find a dress for Lex that will make Harry realise he likes her."

My eyes widen at her choice of words, "What... what are you talking about? Harry doesn't like me." I mumble, taken aback by what she said. It can't be true right?

"Oh damn, I thought you knew. Girl, all he ever talks about is you when you aren't around. Niall says he never stops." Cara reveals, giving me the same smile like the one I gave her earlier when I was teasing her about Niall.

"Enough talking! Get some dresses on!" Zendaya exclaims, pushing Cara and I towards the dressing room.

This is going to be a long day.

Authors note:
It's a bit of a boring chapter but one that was needed so that you guys could get to know the girls a bit better.

The next chapter is when they go to the ball and its probably my favourite one that I've written so far for Liberosis so stay tuned! What could go wrong right? ;)

My book reached 1K views and the amount of love that I received was beyond anything that I could have hoped for. I can't tell you how thankful I am for all of you beautiful people.

Every single one of your comments and messages make me smile so thank you for that.

See you in the next one!

- Jess💜