My Princess (Niall Horan Love Story)

I saw her, walking alone, it was cold out. I told Liam to pull over, Harry and I jumped out. I walked up to her and asked her her name. "Blaire." Right then i knew she was for me. But it wouldn't be easy to get her. But I knew she would be My Princess...


2. Play Ball

Blaire's POV

Just around the corner was the house I lived in with Joey. It was a cute one story house that was light blue, with white trim. Many people who pass probably wonder about the people who live there. They probably think that it's a married couple with a few children, a couple that it totally in love. When actually it's a young couple. The man beats the woman. And they just keep on walking or driving away. Never really knowing for sure.

I get closer and closer to the house. My heart is pounding, I swear if someone was in the car with me they could hear my heart racing. The sweat dripping down my forehead. I pull into the driveway. Park my car, and turn off the engine. I pull myself together, wipe away the sweat on my forehead. Say a quick prayer that it won't be that bad. Grab my bags, step out of the car, and lock my car up.

My heart is still racing as I'm walking up the walkway and onto the porch of the house. I try to calm myself down by taking deep breaths. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. I think to myself, nothing's working. What do I do? I could walk in and be super loving to him, maybe he will forget how late I was. I didn't have a better idea. I grab my keys out of my purse and shove my house key into the key hole. I turn it and open up the door. I step in, and quickly shut the door behind me and lock it. I walk into the living room slowly. I see him sitting on the couch watching football. I decide ill go with my plan and act loving to him. I walk up quietly behind him, put my hands over his eyes, and kiss him on the neck. He reaches his hands up to my arms. Grabs them tightly. And flings me over the couch onto the floor. I lay on the floor. My back really hurt. He kicked my in my side a few times. Got on top of me and started slapping and punching me in the face. I tried to cover my head the best I could. He just kept yelling at me "You slut! I thought you learned your lesson!" I cried and cried. He stopped hitting me. He got up and walked down the hallway. I heard a door open, some fumbling around, then the door close again. I was about to get up but I heard him walking back so I didn't. He came back with a baseball bat in his hands. My eyes widened in fear. He laughed, walked closer to me, and raised the bat right over my head. I brought up my arms as quick as I could to cover my head and face. I felt the impact. Then I blacked out.
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