He's My Superman

Hanna has a terrible life. Everday when she gets home her dad beats her. One day he goes to far so Hanna runs far away until she meets a blond hair blue eyed boys. How does a change her life? Does her dad find her? Read to find out!

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14. I'm Not Going Anywhere

When Niall came in he had a bruise on his face and I bloody nose. "Oh baby came here and let me clean you up." He said nothing as I walked him to the bathroom. "Sit on the counter while I get a wash cloth." I ran down the hall to the closet to get a wash cloth. I could see in the living room and Liam was cleaning harry up he looked like he got it a lot worse than Niall. I got back and turned the cold water on to get the cloth wet. I squeezed some water out then put it to his face. He flinched a bit at my touch. "Thank you Niall" I said as I put the dirty cloth down. "I told you I would fight for you Hannah and now you can believe it." "I believed you on the first place Niall." He leaned in. Our faces were inches apart. Then he smashed his lips into mine. He winced at the pain but he didn't care.

We heard someone clear their throat behind us. I looked over to see harry standing there. I looked back at Niall. He had fire burning in his eyes. I took ahold of Niall's hand and led him out of the bathroom keeping him as far from harry as possible. I didn't want anymore fighting. I can't stand to see it after what happened in the past. How I got that ugly scar on my leg. No I can't think about it.

We got in the room and I closed and locked the door so nobody could bother us. Niall layer on the bed I covered him with the duvet. I went over to my side and did the same. I cuddled I to his chest. I thought maybe of he took a nap he would cool down a bit. He held on to me like I was never going to see him again. "Niall I'm not going anywhere." I said into his chest. He relaxed a bit but still held on pretty tight.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep but as usual the nightmare came back. My father beating him to death. The nightmare kept repeating its self over and over again until the part I hated the most came. When he grabbed that knife and put the cold silver blade to my warm leg......

(A/N) hey I'm sorry this is short and it took me a while to updat. I have been busy and grounded at the same time so sorry I will try to write more. THANKS FOR READING!��
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