Love in Style

Ally is not your average eighteen year old girl. She loves watching chick flicks, hanging out with friends, but her past is haunting. But when she meets Harry Styles, her life completely changes. They instantly fall in love. But when someone gets in the way of their love, what will happen? What will happen when Harry finds out all her dirty little secrets? And what will happen when Ally is ill? Will the saying 'till death do us part' actually come true? *COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT MY BOOK*


41. Feeling the pain I felt before

*ALLY'S POV* **WEEK LATER** I've been home for a week now and I'm not liking it. Harry hasn't left my side and its really getting on my nerves. He won't even let me go outside alone. He "hid" all the sharp things, like I'm a baby, afraid I'm going to cut myself again. He won't even let me watch the news or get on my twitter, Facebook, or Instagram because he's afraid the fans will give me hate(He announced our relationship publicly when people started getting suspicious because he was at the hospital everyday) So I just sit around the flat and pretend to be happy. I've been thinking about calling Jake lately. Don't get me wrong, I love Harry more than I would ever love anyone else, but I just need to get out. When Harry fell asleep, I slip out of the bed and walk into the kitchen. I grab my phone and dial his number. Ring... Ring... Ring... "Hello?". My heart stops when I hear his voice. Not in the lovey dovey way, but in the shock way. I take a deep breath, "Hey. It's, um, Ally." He chuckles on the other line, "I knew you would call. So?" I close my eyes, "Meet me in the alleyway right by Starbucks." I hang up before he can answer. I grab my coat and start heading over there. When I get there, I see him standing in the alley. He looks dark and mysterious. I walk over to him and smile, "Hey." He smiles back, "Hey." Before I can say anything, he has his lips smashed to mine. I catch myself starting to kiss back, but I soon push him away. He looks at me with anger in his eyes, "What the hell?! Why didn't you kiss me back?" I can't slow down my thoughts, "I didn't call you to get back together with you! I called you because I needed to get out." He shakes his head, "You're still the stupid bitch I used to date." I gasp when he says that. He shoves me where I'm on the ground, "Yeah! You heard me! You're a stupid little bitch who is easy to push around, right? Cause I think your dad can agree, huh? He loved pushing you around and beating you, didn't he?" I cry into my hands while I lay on the ground hopeless. He kicks my side hard, "Look at me when I talk to you!" I look at him, seeing the rage in his eyes. He bends down, "You're a worthless cunt. Your just lucky I'm not gonna rape you..." I can't hold it in any longer. Before I know it, I'm kicking him in the stomach, "You bastard?!" He looks down at me and raises his fist. He starts beating me, punching me repeatedly in the stomach and face. When he's done, he stands up straight, "That's what happens when you try to act tough. Have fun living, whore." Before he walks off he kicks me in the side the hardest he has. He starts walking away, leaving me there on the cold hard ground that's covered with my blood. I'm laying there crying and screaming into my hands. I have a bloody nose, a black eye, and countless bruises. Wow, life sure is fucking great...
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