Louis POV

I looked at William across the table, he didn't seem to be disturbed with the fact that Dylan is here.

"He seems a little...off" William finally said after Ami took Dylan to the restroom.

I thought about it for a moment. "He was suspicious, and has no respect for women! I mean he slapped Ami's bum in front of us!" William shook his head at that.

We went on eating, I was a little worried about Ami. I thought she'd come back right after showing Dylan the room, but she wasn't back yet.

William and I turned our heads towards the hallways when we heard a thud. I shrugged my shoulders, thinking nothing of it.

I noticed William was being a little twitchy in his seat until, "I'm going to check that out."

I saw him knock on Ami's door, having no reply he came back.

"That was weird." I went back to eating my dinner.

William and I were silently eating when we heard some yelling and more thud's coming from the hallway. We both looked at each other before getting up.

We slowly made our way towards Ami's door. The yelling had stop, only the occasional sound of the thuds.

William knocked on Ami's door once again as I stayed behind him.

No response.

He tried the doorknob, but it was locked.

We looked at each other, fear in our eyes.

I check the bathroom and noticed Dylan wasn't in there like he said he was. Panic began to roll in. I pushed William out of the way.

"Ami! Ami!" I yelled, running into the door to pry it open. It wouldn't budge.

"Get Ami's key on her lanyard" I yelled at William as I kept trying to get the door open.

"You fcking b!tch" I heard from inside the room. My heart plummeted. The voice belonged to Dylan.

I continued punching the door, calling out her name. Tears brimming my eyes, worried about the possibilities Dylan could be doing to Ami behind this door.

William finally returned with the key, pushing me out of the way. He was shaking so badly, he could hardly put it into the keyhole. "WILLIAM STOP SHAKING" I yelled into his ear, feeling my voice crack under the pressure.

"I'M FCKING TRYING" At last, he got the door unlocked.

He looked at me as he opened, scared to look at scene played out inside of the room.

I was the first one to see. My heart broke at the sight.

Dylan was cowering over Ami, who had not yet noticed us was kicking Ami in the stomach, his knuckles red with bruises. Ami was on the ground, her head and noise bleeding.

Ami looked at me, with desperation and fear pooling in her eyes, until she closed them, and what looked like a breath had escaped her lips.

I was furious.

I ran to Dylan punching him square in the face, he fell to the ground as he was caught off guard.

I noticed Willie had ran to Ami's side, checking her pulse.

"HER PULSE IS WEAK" He yelled.

I didn't have to time to respond when I felt a fat chunk of a human being rammed into me, pushing me into the wall behind us.

It knocked the breath out of me.

"CALL ALEX, CALL ALEX." I was able to scream before Dylan had punch me in the stomach.

I felt a figure run by me when Dylan repeatedly punched my stomach, occasionally going for the head.

If this is how hard Dylan hits me, then how hard does he hit Ami? The thought of it hurt my mind.

I noticed the punches coming at a slower pace now, before I looked up at him, pulling his arm back for a punch, before I kicked him straight in the balls, gaining some upper hand.

William's POV

I ran towards Ami's phone, trying to catch my breath. I put in her passcode, I only knew because she was horrible at hiding it when she goes onto her phone.

I pressed on Alex's number, my heart racing.

"Come on Alex, pick up, pick up."

My leg buckling under my weight, I had to hold myself up against the table.

"Hey Ami what's up?"

I didn't recognize this voice.

"This is William, Ami's roommate, who are you?" I asked as I looked back at Ami's door.

"This is Timmy, I work under Alex too, what's up?"

"Can you put Alex on the phone it's urgent."

"You're on speaker!" I heard Alex yell.

Finally, "Alex! You need to come quick, Ami's heartbeat is slow and her breath sounds hitched!" I yelled into the phone.

There was silence on the other end.

"Wait what happened William?" Alex asked.

"Just come quick RIGHT NOW" I ended the call, running back to the room to see Dylan holding his crotch area, as I saw Louis struggling to get up.

"You okay?" I asked as I helped him stand.

He looked at me then started walking towards Dylan who was still on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Get Ami and bring her to your room, lock the door. Don't open it until I say so or until Alex gets here, got it?" I nodded my head at him. I grabbed Ami and put all her weight onto my back.

I brought her to my room, locking the door behind me as I saw Louis tower over Dylan.

I've never seen him this enraged. And in all honesty, I was scared.

Louis's POV

I heard the door click behind me as I walked towards Dylan. His back was turned to me as I came closer.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" I whispered.

Dylan turned around quickly. Locking eyes, hatred in his.

"Fck you!" He spat at me.

I looked at him for a moment, before punching him again.

"Don't you ever hurt my Ami like that again, you d!ck" I yelled at him between every punch.

We were brawling on the floor, I had the upper hand, throwing the punches this time. He tried to block his face which meant his stomach had no barricade. I hit his stomach until he blocked there, then hitting his face.

It went on like this until someone pried me off him.

I turned around to see a tall, skinny brown haired boy dragging me away. Then looked over to see a woman dragging Dylan out of the room.

I took a breath as I laid on Ami's floor. I looked at the dude, he looked familiar though I couldn't remember from where. He must've felt me staring because he turned back at me.

"Oh dude we gotta get you some bandages." he walked out of the room quickly.

I looked at Ami's mirror to see blood dripping down my nose, with a bruise forming on my forehead.

The guy came back with an ice pack and bandages.

He helped me clean up before he spoke, "I'm Timothee by the way, Alex and Jo are helping your other roommate and Ami in the living room."

I only nodded my head at him, unable to speak. I recognized him from a few movies.

William walked in, he looked tired. "Are you okay man?" He questioned me.

I coughed, "I'm fine, where's Dylan? Is Ami okay, is her pulse normal now?"

William looked down. Oh fuck. This is all my fault, I knew I should've kicked him out once he said his name. Oh fuck oh fuck.

"Dylan ran out when Jo dragged him into the living room, Ami is okay now though, she's still unconscious, Jo is helping her right now." William breathed out.

Oh my god, I thought Ami was dead or something.

I began to get up, clutching my aching stomach. The boys noticed and helped me stand. I walked closer to the mirror and lifted my shirt, big red bruises all over.

My breath hitched.

Luckily I put my shirt back down before either of the guys noticed. We all walked out to the living room where Ami was sprawled out on the couch, a lady who I assumed was Jo, by her side, wrapping bandages around her arms. Alex was pacing the room, yelling into his phone, occasionally stealing a glance at Azami.

"Is she gonna be okay?" I asked when I sat down next to Azami, putting her hand in mine and running my fingers through her hair.

Tears began to fall out before I could even register what had happen.

Jo looked at me and took me into a hug, rubbing my head and back, whispering "She's gonna be okay, you got her out before it could get worse."

It broke me to see Azami in such a state. I can't believe I just let the douchebag into our home even knowing what trauma he brought her. It didn't even register my mind that he was abusive, maybe mentally, but never did I think physically.

I watched Ami, rubbing circles on her palm, as the rest talked behind me. William was telling them what had happened and informing them about how nervous Azami would be around people and that we should've known better.

I drowned out their conversation.

I should've known better. This is all my fault. I'll protect you better Azami, I'll never let another guy lay his finger on you again, I promise.

I laid my head on the couch next to her, I listened to her as she takes short breaths, her hand still in mine.

I closed my eyes.

A/N

A little POV of the boys back during Dylan's last visit. This chapter is totally trash and poorly written. I'm so sorry, I literally wrote this during English class LOL.

- jules