Maybe He Loves Me, Or Maybe Not

Emily Hills has been living with an abuse father. Her mom died when she was 15 years old and 3 years later she has to deal with her dad. All that keeps her going is one band and in that band one person, Niall Horan and when she meets him, nothing is ever the same again.


2. Chapter 1

A/N: Just to let you know, my chapters a kind of short, I have written about 28 so far and probably going to post them 2-3 days apart! 


Emily POV


In the early morning I woke up to the bright sun blinding my face.

 “Ugh” I grumbled as I climbed out of bed. I was sore everywhere on my body. I slowly walked to the bathroom and turned on the lights. I toke a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror.

  It was horrible. I was wounded and battered. I had bruises all over my legs from my dad kicking me repeatedly. I had multiple scratches on my arms. You could still see the hand print left on my cheek from the last slap Father laid on me. my eyes were red and puffy. My hair was messy and disleveled. Yesterday had been the worst day yet.

 It was too much. Tears started to form in my eyes. Every time my dad drank he would abuse me. the loss of my mother had taken a big toll on him. I got in the shower and washed up. I dried up and walked out to my room.

 I put on a white jumper and a pair of skinny jeans. I laced up my white vans and brushed though my hair. I carefully put  on layer of mascara and last but not least adjusted my glasses.


Niall POV:

 I was awake at 10 am in the morning on a Saturday. The only real reason I had was I got hungry. I slowly ate my cereal. At the moment I would probably be scarfing everything down but I was too lazy. It was that bad.

 “Niall!!!” Liam yelled slamming the door behind him. I jumped in surprise and then glared ay him.

“What do you want Liam?” I asked. He laughed at my stare. It was my day off and I really didn’t want to do anything.

“Come on! Let’s go out for a bit.” He pleaded. I groaned but finally agreed. Maybe we wouldn’t be bothered today.

            Well I was wrong…….  

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