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Harry Styles fanfic: This is for my friend Makayla. Makayla's boyfriend, Dylan, does it all; he abuses her, cheats on her, everything. Her best friend Maya is always there to rescue her, but when the girls bump into five amazing boys, they run away with them never expecting to see Dylan again. Two boys fall for Makayla, but what happens when Dylan finds out? After all, the boys are international popstars.

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1. STOP!

Makayla's P.O.V.
"Stop! You're hurting me! STOP! Dylan!" I screamed. My "boyfriend," Dylan, was punching me. "Haha, and why should I care? You tried to break up with me again. You should know better than that," he said, with an evil grin on his face. His phone rang. "Stay here, or I cut you," he said. I had just enough time to run to my phone, text my best friend Maya directions, and go back. He came back. "Good girl, he grumbled. "Now where were we?" Just as he spoke the door swung open. Maya was there. I sighed a sigh of relief. "Let her go, NOW." She said firmly. Fortunately, Dylan knew not to mess with Maya. She grabbed my hand, I grabbed my stuff, and we ran off. We got in her car, and she said, "I swear to God, if he doesn't stop-" "You can't report him! Please don't," I said. "Why not? He ABUSES you. You know he cheats on you. Please, it hurts me to see you like this. You're my best friend! We should be enjoying life, not having me comfort you after your boyfriend-wait, what did he do to you?" I showed her my arm, it had bruises and slap marks all over it. "I will kill him." Maya muttered. "Come on, we need to go home. Do you think I can sleep over at your house tonight? I can't have my parents see my arm." I asked her. "Yeah, sure. No problem," Maya said. We pulled up at her house. As we got out, someone bumped into me. "Ow!" I said. "Oh, I'm so sorry love!" a voice said. "Woah, oh my carrots, One Direction, oh my carrots," Maya whispered. "So you know my love for girls who eat carrots, huh?" one of the boys said, I think it was Larry. No! Louis. "Do you want to come in? We got food, Niall," Maya said, still in shock. A blonde boy's eyes lit up. "Yeah, come on lads! Let's go!" He ran in after Maya. The others shrugged and followed. "Does anyone want anything to drink? Makayla, let me get you an icepack," Maya said. "I'm really sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm Harry, by the way. Harry Styles." A cute curly haired boy with green eyes mumbled. It all clicked. "Oh, it's okay Harry! I'll be right back..." I raced upstairs and found one of Maya's countless posters. I found a good one that portrayed the boy's faces well. I took it downstairs. "You are that One Direction band, right? The ones in this poster." I showed them the poster. "I remember that!" they all said in unison. Maya returned with my icepack. "What are you-KAYLA PUT THAT DOWN NOW!" she flipped and grabbed the poster. She was blushing madly. "Don't worry, only I saw the hearts over Liam-whoops." Louis chuckled. "LOU! Don't do that to her!" Harry smacked him. "Oh Harry, I'm sorry, Maya please forgive me." Louis came up and hugged her. "Aww, of course Lou. Or should I say, Mr. Carrots?" She giggled. Harry came up behind me and pulled me onto his lap. "Ah! Oh, it's just you Harry. Phew I thought it was..." I said, thinking it was Dylan. "Someone seems jumpy, huh? Who'd you think I was, a serial killer?" Harry replied. "Close," Maya murmured under her breath. Harry gave her a "wait what?" look and she gave him a "tell you later" look back. I put the icepack in her arm rather than her head, and Maya tried to signal to put it on my head, but I didn't notice. Harry ran up, pushed my sleeve up to reveal my arm. "WHO DID THIS? TELL ME NOW OR I SWEAR-" "Her "boyfriend," who happens to be abusive, I end up having to save her every "date" they go on. Tonight he almost pulled a knife on her," she explained. "You don't deserve this. You aren't a toy. Break up with him," Harry said to me. "But, he won't let her. He beats her every time she tries," Maya said. "This is absurd. You both are coming back to London with us. You are both 18, right?" Liam asked. "Yep, we could sell the house. Makayla was practically living here anyway." Maya responded fast. I knew she liked Liam, she talked about him nonstop. I remembered he doesn't like spoons, he was from, uh, Wolverhampton, I think, and he recently broke up with that dancer girl. He also likes turtles and pandas. Like Maya. For the past year, she refused to use spoons, and only kept them around for guests. Including me.

 

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