You Broke Me


Abigail Thompson stands out. She cuts and cries. Why? Because the popular teens bully her to no end. They call her horrible names and hurt her. Worst of all, she has no one to go to. Her mom is an alcoholic, and her dad left her. She has one friend, Sarah, but she's afraid Sarah may be drifting away from her. So when Harry Styles, one of the worst bullies, starts to flirt with her, Abigail feels threatened. He bullied her for years. But will she change her heart, and is he actually wanting her?


8. Stay


''Thanks again.'' Harry says to the tow truck driver, as he leaves. He gives a wave and drives off. ''I'm gonna catch the bus and head home, okay?'' I say, kissing Harry. He frowns, ''No you're not. The freaks come out at night.'' I laugh, ''Okay, whatever. Bye.'' I begin to walk down the sidewalk, but I feel him grab my wrist. ''You're not going anywhere alone. Why don't you stay with me. We could watch a film.'' I smile, ''I'd love to, but my mom expects me home soon.'' ''You can call and say you'll be back tomorrow.'' I sigh, ''I don't think so Harry.'' He pouts and I finally give in. ''Okay, fine.'' ''Yes!'' He pulls me to his house and opens the door. ''Mum I'm home! Abby's staying overnight!'' I see his mom walk in. ''Is it okay with her parents?'' ''She's gonna call her mum.'' She nods and walks out. I grab the phone and dial home. ''Mom?'' I ask. 'Hi honey. What's up?'' ''Can I stay with Harry tonight, watch some films?'' ''Um... are you sure you wanna?'' I sigh, ''Yes, I am.'' ''Okay. Fine.'' ''Love you, bye.'' ''Bye.'' I hang up and put the phone back. ''I can.'' I say, hugging Harry. He smiles and brings me to his room. He opens a drawer and pulls out a large t-shirt. ''Here. It'll cover you.'' I take it and walk to the bathroom, closing the door. I slip my dress down to my ankles and kick it across the floor. I slip the shirt over my head and see it reaches my knees. ''Wow, he's big.'' I whisper, seeing how loose the shirt is on my small figure. I pick up my dress and fold it. I open the door and walk into Harry's room. ''Abby!'' He shouts. I close my eyes tightly, seeing he's only in his underwear. ''Close your door next time.'' I say, laughing. I open my eyes and see him fully dressed. ''Sorry.'' I mumble, still giggling. He throws his used clothes on his bed and walks towards me. I back up, but he catches me and scoops me up. He carries me bridal style to the living room, and drops me on the couch. He turns his back to me and kneels in front of the t.v. I see him slip a DVD into the player. He then, sits himself next to me on the couch, remote in his hand. Soon, the movie starts.


I open my eyes and blink a few times, adjusting to the light. I look around and find myself laying in Harry's lap. I looks up and find him peacefully asleep. I hear soft snores escape his lips. I smile and close my eyes again, comfortable in my spot. Suddenly, I hear footsteps. I open my eyes and see Harry's mom standing there, watching. ''Morning Abby. You look....comfy.'' I giggle and sit up, careful not to wake Harry. ''I'm Anne, by the way.'' She says, sticking out her hand. I shake it and smile. ''Nice to meet you.'' She nods and walks into the kitchen. ''Want some pancakes?'' ''Sure. That'd be great please.'' I walk back to the couch, and sit on the end. I flick on the t.v. and search for something to watch. I settle on the morning news and listen. I see movement out of the corner of my eye, and turn to Harry stirring. His eyes slowly open and rubs them. ''Morning.'' He says groggily. I smile. ''Hi. You're mom's making breakfast.'' He nods, ''Okay.'' I scoot over and cuddle next to him. I pick up some words from the story on the news, ''Armed and Dangerous.'' I turn to Harry and he smiles, ''I won't let him hurt you.'' I smile as Anne calls us to the table. ''Breakfast is ready!'' I stand up and Harry follows. We sit at the table and pour some syrup on my pancakes. Then, the doorbell rings. Anne  rushes off to get it. I hear voices and footsteps approach the kitchen. ''Someone's here to see you Abbey.'' Anne calls. Just then, a familiar man enters the kitchen. ''Hi Abby.'' He says. I gasp when I recognize him. ''Dad?''

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