ZOELLA'S POV
I let out a sigh of relief when Derek, Shaun, David and Cole came into view.
"Oh My Gosh! What the hell happened here?" Cole gasp as he rushes to us.
He stretch out his hands coming closer to carry me but Oliver moves slightly back.
"No." He said still sounding in a bit in pain.
"Let me carry her. You're hurt bro." Cole said.
I turned to face Oliver. "His right and I am actually fine walking on my own." I said, the truth is I'm not. I freaking have marks all over my legs, my body that's beside my whole back though but that doesn't stop my whole freaking body from hurting. I wonder if that bait was made from steel.
"You are not Zoella. You are not." Oliver said strictly giving the don't-you-dare look. I sigh. I'm not in the mood for any argument right now. I'm exhausted,
