Forever and Always (A Harry Styles fanfic)

17 year old Kasey Smith is woken one morning because of a moving truck frustrated she and next door and meet the one and only Harry Styles. They fall in love instintly but at a party she is attacked only to wake up 3 months later not remembering Harry and thinks she's in love with Niall. Harry tries to help but his words trigger bad memories and only the irish voice can get her out. Find out what happens next and read it!!!!!!A/N: This is my 1st fanfic so no rude comments plz........ Tanks :) ~Hope (Superman) Styhone :)


32. I need you

Harry’s P.O.V:


MY eyes water as I read her lovely life with a fantastic boyfriend turn into life in hell. He started to get over protective and refused to let her see her friends. My eyes widen as I read: he killed Zeke and told me if I ever tried to pull anything like this again I’d be next.


He threatens her. I boil inside. I’d never do that to anyone ever. I stop reading and think about some of the things I read. He was perfect though he smoked a bit. Kasey helped him stop that. Her family loved him sayings he’s a true gentlemen. But as it round May 19th 2011 he changed on her. He started drinking a lot and coming home for that one thing. She being the perfect girl was not going to give in. That’s when he started hitting her. She’d come stay at his house and if she ever took out her phone to text anyone he’d slap the crap out of her and steal her phone. It got to were he kept her locked in his house coming home from his no pay job drunk and on a rampage. When I meet this guy I’m going to tare him to shreds.


Kasey’s P.O.V:


I sat in his living room on the old tattered couch. I hear rustling in the kitchen then Michael appeared with a sandwich. “It’s not much but it’s what I have.” He said smiling like we we’re a couple still. I take the sandwich looking it over before taking a bit. My stomach took over and I devoured it in less than a minute. Michael laughed before handing me a Pepsi. I laid back resting my hands on my stomach and watching the TV. It was a basket ball game. The Chicago Bulls vs. Miami Heat and it looks close.


“Come on boys!” Michael yelled when a Miami player stole the ball and made a basket. I jump. He sat forward in his seat with an angry look on his face. I look around the place seemed pretty much the same. Pile of dirty clothes in the corner, now dead goldfish that he won my at the fair, and our Prom picture. I looked to happy in my black gown. My hair in a bun, looking style, and a black flower. I held onto Michael’s white tux and smiled happily.


“Kasey, babe, gets me a beer please.” I looked at him. Please don’t start drinking. He looked at me with a irritated look. “Now!” I hop and walk into the kitchen quickly opening the fridge a grabbing the drink and handing it tom him. “Thanks.” I smile a bit and sit down. This lasted for four basket ball games and 30 or so beers. “That’s, ridicules he interfered.” He yelled looking from the screen and at me. My head was tilted to the side as my eyes began to close. “Wake your last ass up.” He yelled grabbing my arms and jerking me awake.


“I’m sorry, Michael.” I panic. He stands me up looking me in the eyes. “You don’t fall asleep unless I tell you to.” He spit in my face. “I’m sorry!” I yell trying to pull my arm from him. That was my first mistake he slapped my cheek and yelled every swear word imaginable. I fall to the ground holding my cheek. He kicked my sides. “Get up.” I try to get up kept being knocked down by multiple blows to my sides and chest. “Harry I need you.” I whisper before I black out.  

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