Mis-understood
Chapter Two
Oliver's POV:
My band was playing a gig in London, and while the support bands were playing I went outside for a smoke. As I lit up my cigarette, I heard muffled sounds coming from behind the venue.
I soon realised I was hearing the sounds of what seemed like a man moaning. As I got slightly closer, I could hear a girl crying.
Shock washed over me as I realised what I was witnessing. I quickly yelled at the man to get off the girl. She seemed too fragile to help herself out.
The man looked at me, firstly his face looked of pure shock... But then, to my surprise, he gave me an evil looking grin and continued what he was doing.
I honestly couldn't believe what I was seeing. Was he really sexually abusing an innocent girl while I was standing right here?
I quickly ran up and pulled him off the girl. I then realised she had passed out, white-blonde long hair covering her face completely.
As I pulled the man off her, he ran away. My first instinct was to chase him but I looked at the lifeless figure in front of me and noted that she needed my help more than that man needed my fist in his face.
I re-dressed her, and started to pull her hair off her face.
Her face now in full view, I was completely and utterly shocked and horrified.
It was Pheonix.
Why was she here?
Why was she alone?
Why did she look so much thinner than her usual already thin self?
She was always pale but usually with a hint of rose, right now she was a slight hint of green.
What had happened to the most important girl in my life? Up until 7 months ago we could barley be separated. She was practically my little sister.
The most beautiful girl in the world was now laying in front of my so lifeless that it scared me.
I quickly snapped myself out of thought and called the ambulance.
They were here within minutes and before I could blink she was scooped up and put in the ambulance. I wanted so badly to follow her and go with her, but I had thousands of fans waiting for me to play a show. I ensured I took all the details for the hospital and told the paramedics I'd be there as soon as the show finished.
Pheonix's POV:
I woke up feeling the most intense sense of pain I've ever felt. For a second, I had to think over my previous actions to remember what had happened.
I suddenly remembered all that had happened and felt myself having some sort of attack. Panic attack, perhaps?
I was screaming, crying & shaking so much that I could barley breathe.
I then began to vomit.
I couldn't stop vomiting and I had no idea why. I turned my head to see Oliver looking into the room with the look of pure horror on his face.
Why was he here?
How did he know what had happened to me?
I finally was able to stop vomiting and the nurses were calming me down as much as they possibly could.
Everyone looked at me with broken expressions. Like they felt so sorry for me. And for a minute, I felt sorry for myself.
A feeling I've never felt before.
Next thing I knew, they were shoving needles of all sorts into my arms. Seconds after being jabbed over and over, my body was giving in. I was falling asleep.
Oliver's POV:
As soon as the show finished, I drove as fast as I could to the hospital. I didn't yet tell the lads what had happened, as I wanted to talk to Pheonix first.
I walked to her room to come into view of her having a horrible panic attack.
She was crying.
The one thing that always surprised me about Pheonix was that she NEVER cried. No matter how much pain she was in, no matter what she'd been through.
This was the second time in one day that I'd seen her cry.
It was also the second time in my life that I'd seen her cry.
My band was playing a gig in London, and while the support bands were playing I went outside for a smoke. As I lit up my cigarette, I heard muffled sounds coming from behind the venue.
I soon realised I was hearing the sounds of what seemed like a man moaning. As I got slightly closer, I could hear a girl crying.
Shock washed over me as I realised what I was witnessing. I quickly yelled at the man to get off the girl. She seemed too fragile to help herself out.
The man looked at me, firstly his face looked of pure shock... But then, to my surprise, he gave me an evil looking grin and continued what he was doing.
I honestly couldn't believe what I was seeing. Was he really sexually abusing an innocent girl while I was standing right here?
I quickly ran up and pulled him off the girl. I then realised she had passed out, white-blonde long hair covering her face completely.
As I pulled the man off her, he ran away. My first instinct was to chase him but I looked at the lifeless figure in front of me and noted that she needed my help more than that man needed my fist in his face.
I re-dressed her, and started to pull her hair off her face.
Her face now in full view, I was completely and utterly shocked and horrified.
It was Pheonix.
Why was she here?
Why was she alone?
Why did she look so much thinner than her usual already thin self?
She was always pale but usually with a hint of rose, right now she was a slight hint of green.
What had happened to the most important girl in my life? Up until 7 months ago we could barley be separated. She was practically my little sister.
The most beautiful girl in the world was now laying in front of my so lifeless that it scared me.
I quickly snapped myself out of thought and called the ambulance.
They were here within minutes and before I could blink she was scooped up and put in the ambulance. I wanted so badly to follow her and go with her, but I had thousands of fans waiting for me to play a show. I ensured I took all the details for the hospital and told the paramedics I'd be there as soon as the show finished.
Pheonix's POV:
I woke up feeling the most intense sense of pain I've ever felt. For a second, I had to think over my previous actions to remember what had happened.
I suddenly remembered all that had happened and felt myself having some sort of attack. Panic attack, perhaps?
I was screaming, crying & shaking so much that I could barley breathe.
I then began to vomit.
I couldn't stop vomiting and I had no idea why. I turned my head to see Oliver looking into the room with the look of pure horror on his face.
Why was he here?
How did he know what had happened to me?
I finally was able to stop vomiting and the nurses were calming me down as much as they possibly could.
Everyone looked at me with broken expressions. Like they felt so sorry for me. And for a minute, I felt sorry for myself.
A feeling I've never felt before.
Next thing I knew, they were shoving needles of all sorts into my arms. Seconds after being jabbed over and over, my body was giving in. I was falling asleep.
Oliver's POV:
As soon as the show finished, I drove as fast as I could to the hospital. I didn't yet tell the lads what had happened, as I wanted to talk to Pheonix first.
I walked to her room to come into view of her having a horrible panic attack.
She was crying.
The one thing that always surprised me about Pheonix was that she NEVER cried. No matter how much pain she was in, no matter what she'd been through.
This was the second time in one day that I'd seen her cry.
It was also the second time in my life that I'd seen her cry.
Notes
Okay, so I decided to update again.I've been bored and lazy lately because I went to a concert on the weekend and got a little too crazy in the pit. Leading to me being completely covered in bruises and really sore hahaha. Worth it.
Anyway, hope you like it! Leave a comment, yeah? I wanna know your thoughts!
I need to get one more chapter done before I bring Harry in. Just need to show you guys what Pheonix went through before she met him.
I've got 3 votes.. Yay? Pretty sure one is me though, haha.
Update pleeeaasseee
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