Moments Of Impact

-Sequel to Wanna Be Loved. Read that one first.

Hey my name is Haley. In the past year I have gotten over the fact that my daddy died. Quit smoking and doing drugs, and most importantly fallen completely in love with Harry Styles. We are married now, and things are going great. But will they stay that way? Read Moments Of Impact, the sequel to Wanna Be Loved to find out if things remain the same? Or if they take a drastic turn for the worse.
-Haley Marie Styles<3


8. chapter eight.

     I got my phone and its charger and ran to the door. "Where do you think your going?" Harry asks getting up from the couch in the living room and walking into the kitchen where I was. "Are you going to Niall?" he asks placing his hands on my hips. "No, Zayn is coming to get me because I can't stay here with you acting stupid." I yell at him then remove his hands from my hips and slam the door in his face. 

     I got in Zayn's car and he hugged me tight. "What happened?" he asked as we drove off. "Its kind of a long story, but. Niall kissed me and I kissed him back be cause I thought he was Harry. So I wanted to leave and Harry asked me why and I told him Niall kissed me. But then he asked what happened after that and I told him I kissed him back. But he wouldn't let me explain. He threw a glass and he was yelling. And, he told me to go away." I started crying and Zayn pulled me into him. "Haley, it's going to be okay. He will get over it. He has to, Haley. He loves you." "I hope your right." 

- Harry' s POV-

     What is wrong with me? I just let my wife walk out my door. How could she do this to me? How could she mess with my feelings like this? She knows I love her! Why would she go kiss another man? I sat at our table with a bottle of liquor in my hand. I couldn't take this. 

- Haley's POV-

     I woke up alone and cold on Zayn' s couch. I heard talking in the kitchen so I walked in there. "Morning, Haley. I heard you had a rough night." Perrie said sitting down beside me and placing her hand on my shoulder. "You okay?" she asks and I shake my head and my eyes start to tear up again. "Awh. I'm so sorry." she says and pulls me into a hug. "You can stay here as long as you need to okay?" I nod," I need to go get some clothes." I tell them and they both nod and Zayn gives me some money for a taxi and I promise to pay him back but he tells me not to worry about it. 

**A/N(I was listening to A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope when I wrote this next part an it made it even more incredible to me so please listen to it quietly while you read this! hope you like it!)

     I got to the front door of our apartment, dreading going in. I finally got up the courage to go in and I do. I found Harry sitting at the table holding a bottle of liquor. "Oh my God. Harry." I involuntary yell, regretting it after he picks his drunken head up to look at me. He stands up and says."I knew you'd be back." He walks me back into a wall and slams his lips on mine, you could taste the alcohol on his lips. "Harry stop. You don't know what your doing." I tell him defensively pushing him away from me. I shouldn't have done that. He grabs my arms so tight that his large fingers enclose my arms. I would definitely have bruises. He sucks on my neck violently, every once in a while biting. I could already feel the blood surfacing on my neck. "Harry, please." I beg him and he picks me up by my butt and carries me to our bedroom. He throw me on the bed, staying standing as he pulls his shirt over his head and onto the ground. I watch as her perfect muscles, once so pure and beautiful, flex with his every movement. He takes off his belt and then climbs onto the bed. He pulls my tank top off and throwing to the ground, followed by my shorts. "Harry. Please don't do this. Your drunk. You don't want to do this." I try and talk him out of it, but my Harry was gone and at this moment no wear to be found. He pulls my underwear off along with his boxers and in his drunken state I'm sure you know what happens next. 

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