Authors note:

This is the second chapter of the double update so if you haven't read Chapter 14, go and read that one first :)

Songs to listen to while reading:

Slide Away – Miley Cyrus

Bad Vibrations - Jesper Jenset

River Of Tears – Alessia Cara

Trigger warning: Sexual assault. If this is something that you are uncomfortable with or triggers you, then please skip this chapter.

"Alexa!" Cara screams my name like she hasn't seen me in a year but in reality, it has only been a couple of days. I love her.

Harry and I have just arrived at Niall's house since he is having a party tonight. All the guys and girls are supposed to be here tonight. Harry said that we'll probably just play drinking games the whole night. The problem? I suck at drinking games and always end up blacked out.

Niall's house is very modern with only black and white accents throughout the house. It's got a very much Niall-vibe. It's not as big as Harry's house but the inside has more of a modern look than Harry's house.

Things between Harry and I have been... okay? I'm not too sure what to say about that. After we had our night together in the fort, I woke up and Harry was nowhere to be found. I walked downstairs to find him drinking a cup of coffee. He said that he had left me in the library when I fell asleep and didn't want to wake me which I know wasn't true because when I woke up briefly, we were cuddling. Maybe he just didn't want to admit that we were cuddling? Men are confusing.

We haven't spent much time together since that night, he's been working a lot. I don't know what he considers 'work' but I know that he tries to hide the fact that sometimes he comes home with blood on his clothes. I don't ask Harry many questions about the work he does for Aggrandize, I know it isn't picking flowers or baking brownies.

Angela came yesterday which was nice, she was gossiping with me about her sex life with her husband. Apparently, it has become a bit vanilla but she took my advice and said she was going to buy some sexy underwear to surprise him with and let me know how it goes. Angela is the only social contact I get in the house besides Harry so it's nice to be able to talk to someone.

"Come, come!" Cara guides me towards her with her hands waving in the air. "The girls are in the kitchen, leave the guys to do their guy things." I laugh lightly and begin to follow behind her to the kitchen that is next to the lounge area.

Cara and I walk into the kitchen to find Hailee, Zendaya and Margot standing next to the island that is placed in the middle of the massive kitchen. Hailee and Zendaya skip towards me at the same time as soon as they notice my arrival to greet me and give me a group hug. I think Margot rolls her eyes if I saw correctly, what the fuck is her problem?

"Hey, Margot." I greet her in a friendly manner before flashing her a polite smile, I won't stoop to her level. She sends me a smile back which is obviously forced.

"What do you want to drink? I'm drinking gin, pink gin to be exact. Niall loves his alcohol so I can guarantee that whatever you want, there will be a bottle of it somewhere in this house." Cara explains to me in her normal overly bubbly attitude.

"I'll have whatever you're having." I reply, crossing my arms over my chest when I feel Margot's gaze from across the room. I'm not wearing anything special, just a graphic t-shirt and some black ripped jeans with my Doc Martins. I notice that all the other girls are wearing some sort of dress, maybe I should have dressed nicer... I wouldn't have looked nice either way.

Cara pours me my drink which I find out is very strong once I have taken the first sip. Cara stares at me intently to see whether I like the drink she put together; I try to hide my cringe from the strength of the alcohol in the drink but force a wide grin onto my face to show that the drink is okay. Hailee, Zendaya, Cara and I walk into the lounge area where all the guys are sat, chatting to each other whilst Margot stays in the kitchen on her phone.

Louis and Niall greet me, Liam and Zayn glance at me but carry on drinking the drinks in their hands. All the guys are sat on the long couch that is parallel to the couch that all the girls and I sit on.

"Let's play truth or dare first, ay?" Niall states, sitting further back into the couch to get into a comfy position.

Everyone agrees to Niall's suggestion. "Okay, me first!" Cara demands, of course she would want to go first.

"Truth or dare?" Margot asks, walking towards the couch to sit next to Harry who is sitting on the end of the couch.

"Uhm... truth! Wait, no. Dare! Okay, truth... final answer." Cara decides, moving to sit towards the edge of the couch to lean closer to Margot.

"If you could sleep with any of the guys in this room, who would it be?" Margot asks, taking a sip of her drink to hide the amused smile that spreads across her face like some butter on toast that has just left the toaster. She knows the answer, why is she making Cara answer a question like this in front of everyone?

I can't help but notice Niall's gaze has fallen to the drink in his hand as if he is scared to hear the answer. "Mmmm... I- I think... I would say—" Cara starts her answer, I can tell how unsure she is about answering.

"That's a stupid one, next!" Zendaya yells trying to break the tension by changing the subject to someone else. Cara exhales a relieved breath, poor girl shouldn't reveal her feelings in front of everyone like that.

The guys seem to only choose dare and end up doing stupid shit. Niall had to do a hand stand for thirty seconds but ended up falling onto his back and winding himself. Louis had to give Niall a back massage for a minute, I'm sure you can guess who gave Louis that dare. Harry had to down two beers which he did in a very impressive amount of time, seeming to have no effect on him. Zayn and Liam don't join in much, just keep to their selves, drinking their whiskey.

Margot tries to join in on the guys banter by laughing at the jokes that come out of their mouths and laughing when nothing funny has even happened. I notice the way her hand brushes Harrys arm whenever she laughs and Louis notices too. I take a deep breathe, why do I feel bothered? She can do what she wants, so can Harry but I know Louis likes her. I'm not sure why he likes her, she's a stuck-up bitch but it's not fair that she's flirting with Harry right in front of him.

I notice Margot leaning more into Harry, pushing her breasts against him. "Margot, truth or dare?" I blurt out of nowhere, trying to distract her. I take three big gulps of my drink to prepare myself.

"Dare."

"I dare you to sit on the floor."

Shit, was that too obvious?

She forces a smile and slides off of the couch to sit on the floor. I catch the smirk that shines on Louis face in the corner of my eye.

"Alexa, truth or dare?" Margot snaps back.

"Truth."

"Are you a virgin?" I scoff at her question.

"No." I'm sure I hear her say something like 'That's surprising' under her breath.

"Bitch." I mutter under my breath, not taking my eyes off of hers. I won't let her intimidate me like this. I knock back the last bit of gin that is left in my glass, hoping it will give me the strength to get through the night but I think it might just only make it worse.

Louis clears his throat and that's when I realise that everyone is silent, watching Margot and I. "Smoke break." He announces, standing up from the couch. All the other guys stand up to follow him outside. Harry stands up last, watching me intently before he bites on his lip and walks into the direction that the other guys went. Of course, Margot gets up from her position on the floor and follows the guys.

Zendaya, Hailee, Cara and I walk into the kitchen to get some more drinks, god knows I need them. Cara positions all of our glasses into a line before she starts pouring a generous amount of gin into the bottom of each glass.

"You okay?" Hailee ask me, playing with the ends of my hair as if trying to calm me down.

I nod. "I just don't know why she has to be such a bitch? What the fuck is her problem?" I rant, throwing my hands in the air.

Cara hands me one of the drinks she has just finished making, "Down it." And that's exactly what I do.

"I know, she likes to get under people's skin. Just try to ignore her, I know it isn't easy. Just focus on us okay?" Zendaya assures me, playing with my hair on the other side of my head just like Hailee.

The kitchen door slams open and Liam comes stumbling in. He catches his balance but his head sways back and forth. We all just stare at him silently, waiting for him to make a move. His eyes meet with my own, smirking sadistically before he stumbles to the kitchen island and swipes one of the bottles of whiskey.

"Don't you think you've had enough Liam?" Hailee tries to sound convincing when she asks Liam. You can tell he shouldn't be drinking anything else by the way he can't stand straight.

He glares at Hailee and slams his palms on the counter dramatically to create a loud slapping sound that echoes through the kitchen. None of the girls give him the reaction that he is obviously craving, he mutters a 'fuck off' before he stumbles back out of the kitchen.

Cara makes each of us two drinks which we all carry back to the lounge and place onto the coffee table. The guys and Margot walk back in with what smells like a fog of cigarette smoke. They all sit down on the opposite couch, Louis grabs Margot hands and guides her to sit next to him. She's still sitting next to Harry and I don't know why I notice that she leans her thighs against Harry's.

"My turn," Zayn starts, leaning forward so he can place his drink on the coffee table. This is the first time he has contributed tonight and I have a feeling that it's not going to turn out good.

"I dare Alexa..."

Oh god, here we go.

"To... kiss Liam."

I glance between Zayn and Liam to see whether they are being serious. Zayn smirks and Liam stares at me whilst he licks his lips as if preparing for what is to come. I then glance at Harry whose eyebrows are slightly furrowed while he twists his rings around his fingers.

I stand up from where I am sitting on the couch and start walking towards Liam who is sat on the opposite end of the couch to where Harry is sat. Harry's head snaps up to stare at me, as if he is completely shocked that I am going ahead with the dare.

I am now standing next to Liam who can't seem to hold his head up straight from how much he has drunk. I hold his chin between my thumb and pointer finger, then leaning forwards to press a short kiss onto his cheek. I can smell the reek of the alcohol that seems to be stuck to his skin like glue.

I walk back to my seat on the couch and take a couple of sips from my drink to avoid the awkwardness of looking at anyone. I'm pretty sure I heard Harry take a deep breath but the alcohol is starting to catch up with me and my head is starting to spin slightly.

I mutter to Zendaya that I need to go to the bathroom in which she instructs is upstairs to the left. I try my best to walk up the stairs in a sober manner to decrease my embarrassment. Once I reach the top of the stairs, I look to my left and right to find doors on both sides. Shit, did she say left or right? I think she said right.

I walk through the door on the right and scan around the room to find what looks like a guest bedroom from the lack of personal items. I'm about to turn around and leave when I hear the door shut behind me.

I turn around to find Liam leaning against the door. "Liam?" I ask, confused with what he is doing in this room.

He starts to stalk towards me with a sadistic smile displayed on his face, "I'm not blind Alexa..."

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"You've been flirting with me all night." He states as if it is the most obvious thing in the world. You've got to be kidding me...

I laugh lightly, thinking he must be joking right now but my laughing ceases when I notice the serious look on his face. He isn't joking. "Liam, I—I haven't been flirting with you."

"Yes, you fucking have!" He spits, balling his hands into fists. "All night! Don't lie to me. You've been bending over purposefully so you show off your ass, you've been glancing at me all night and then you kiss my cheek and go to the 'bathroom' after, obviously wanting me to follow you. I come up here and find you in here, clearly waiting for me!"

I shake my head to deny his accusations while he speaks, "No Liam—" I start but he only interrupts me.

"Don't fucking lie to me! I know you want me..." He hisses, starting to take steps to get closer to me in which I respond by taking steps backwards to increase the distance between us.

"I'm sorry that you got the wrong idea Liam but I really don't like you like that..." I try to gently explain that he has misread the situation.

He scoffs and lunges forwards to grab both of my wrists. My eyes widen in surprise from his aggressive actions and try to rip my hands from his death grip but he doesn't budge. He pushes me backwards until I fall backwards onto the bed with his figure hovering over mine. This isn't good...

"Please Liam, I just want to go back down stairs. Please?" I try to ask him calmly but feel nothing close to calm on the inside. My hands are now trembling.

He puts both of my wrists together so that he can hold them in one of his hands. "You fucking tease." He mutters when he starts trying to roughly unbutton my jeans. His drunkenness causes his actions to be uncoordinated which at least gives me some extra time to try and get away.

Déjà vu.

I start to truly panic when I realise that this isn't going to end well.

This never turns out well.

My head is spinning from the alcohol which doesn't help with my own coordination. I flail my legs around, trying to kick any part of his body to try and pry him off of me but he only puts more of his weight on top of me to hold me still. All I seem to be able to mutter is the word 'no' but that doesn't seem to be enough. A tear slips out of the corner of my eye.

Why is 'no' never enough?

This can't be happening.

I refuse to believe that my luck is truly this bad.

I open my mouth to yell for help but he notices and flips me onto my stomach and shoves my face into the bed so I can't be heard by holding my wrists in his hand on the back of my head. I can't see anything now but I can feel everything. He's moving me around like a rag doll and even now when I'm putting all of my strength into trying to fight him off of me, it isn't enough.

I feel the cold air hit my back when he lifts my shirt, his free hand roams over my body in a way that makes bile raise in the back of my throat. A sob rips through my throat as his hand moves back to trying to get my jeans off of my bottom half. I can't see anything but I keep trying to move my body so maybe he will just get annoyed and give up but the voice in the back of my head is saying that he isn't going to stop anytime soon. I'm helpless right now.

Déjà vu.

The sound of the bedroom door slamming open and hitting the wall causes my body to stiffen in fright. Liam stops his movements as well and I take the opportunity to rip my wrists from his hold and try to roll onto my back. All I feel is the pressure of Liam's body that was on top of mine, disappear. I turn onto my back and squint from the light hitting my eyes. I don't know how long we've been in here. I blink and rub my eyes with the heel of my palm a few times to try and focus my eyes and that's when I see that Harry is standing towards the end of the bed with his mouth gaping open, glancing between Liam and I as if he doesn't know what to do next.

"What the fuck is going on in here?"

Authors note:

I'm not going to put one of my usual memes because I felt like it was insensitive to the situation that happened in the chapter.

The following is a link for international hotlines incase of violence or sexual assault:

https://rm.coe.int/helplines/16809e17ad

If anyone has ever experienced any type of sexual assault, I am so sorry. You never deserved what happened to you and you are never alone.

Sorry about the cliffhanger... or am I ;)

I love you all, you beautiful people.

See you in the next one!

~Jess💜