He Loves Me Not

Paige has been torn over and over. Taken away from her family, lied to, and abused by her crazy boyfriend she is miserable. Will she be able to escape? Will she be reunited with her family? Will she be able to have a relationship after all she has been through? Will anything ever be the same?


27. Falling

Niall's POV


I read it three times because once just wasn't enough. When I finished, I looked up at the others. Louis was still reading, Harry and Zayn were nervously staring at Liam, who had his head in his hands.
How could this happen to her... 
"She told me he was only three years older and left out the part about how they met." Liam whispered. 
"Why?" I asked. 
"Because she knew I would be upset." He shrugged, knowing her well. 
"Should we go talk to her?" Harry asked. 
Liam bit his lip, "I think that it would be best to approach this slowly." 
We all heard the shower turn on, which gave us time to decide what to do.


Paige's POV


They hadn't come up yet... That's a little under an hour now. I couldn't handle myself. Now they knew the truth, they wouldn't want anything to do with me. 
I grabbed a pair of scissors and slipped into the bathroom. I pulled off my clothes and went into the shower. I could see myself in the mirror as I slashed my thigh with the scissors. I felt pain, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. I cut my leg twice more before actually shampooing and soaping up myself. 
When I walked out in the towel, all the boys were on my bed. I felt my face redden as all of them except Liam looked me up and down in the tiny towel. 
"We read your story." Niall said. 
"I figured." 
"It was well written." Zayn smiled. 
"I thought it was somewhat interesting." Louis said. 
"So did most people."
"You should write more." Harry said. 
"I do write, a lot."
They were avoiding everything I needed them to ask. I could careless if they enjoyed my writing techniques! I needed to know what questions they had about him before they assumed too much. 
"How many times did he knock you up?" Liam blurted out. I blushed bright red and shook my head. 
"I wouldn't let him go that far." I explained. Liam sighed, relieved. 
"Don't you guys have other questions?" I asked. 
"Not really. I mean your article really told everything we wanted to know." Louis shrugged. 
"Ok, but before you assume anything come ask me." I smiled before ushering them out of my room so I could change. 
I put on my undergarments and a long sports pinnie so I could examine myself. 
I was still fat, ugly, and disgusting, but my bruises were fading, and my burns didn't hurt as much. The only huge difference was the four cuts on my upper left thigh. I traced the old one, then poked at the new ones. Fresh blood spilled down my leg and I rushed to wipe it away. Frowning at my reflection, I pulled my hair up into a loose bun, and put on a pair of running shorts that were long enough to hide my slashes. 
After throwing up in the bathroom, I went back to my room and pulled out a book, somewhat at peace now that they knew. 






By the time I went downstairs, the boys had dinner set on the table. Don't get excited, it was just take out Chinese. 
"Hey! We saved you a couple dumplings and stuff." Harry told me from the living room. 
I made up a plate then went and sat with Niall on the couch. 
"Hello gorgeous." He smirked, gently picking up my hand and resting it on my thigh closest to him... Which was my left. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from screaming in pain. Somehow, Niall noticed. 
"You cut yourself again, didn't you?" He gasped. 
"You can't always be there to stop me, Niall." I frowned. 
"I can try." He snapped. 
I hated that he cared, because it only made me like him more. But I knew I couldn't be with him, I had made myself a promise to never fall so easily once I was free from Nate, but here I was. Falling like a leaf in the fall... 
"Don't." I whispered. 
"Don't what?" Niall asked. 
"Don't pretend to care about me. Don't act like you want me to be safe and stuff." I hissed. 
"You think I'm pretending? God damn it that is the most fucking ridiculous thing I have ever heard!" He exploded. 
"You two, lets keep it PG please?" Louis smirked. 
"I'm not hungry." I mumbled before getting up and going back into my room. 
I know what they were all thinking. They all thought I was a stupid girl to turn down Niall fucking Horan, but I couldn't agree more. 
I was falling and it was too late to stop, so all I could do was try and slow it down. 

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