He walked past me and my friends gasped as he stopped and winked. He continued walking. I have no idea who he is, but I have to admit he is really hot. His curly brown hair, emerald green eyes, those dimples. Wow. I watched as he disappeared into the dark alley. My friends looked at me with open jaws.
"Close them, before you let a fly in," I joked. They looked at me. "What?"
"Don't you know who that is?!" Emmie yelled.
"That's Harry. Harry Styles,"
"I heard he treats girls like toys and if you don't do what he says, he'll beat you," Emmie told me.
"He's abusive," Lauren told me.
"I bet that isn't true,"
"Al, you better be careful," Lauren said.


14. 13

Al's P.O.V.



"Because I love you," 

Whoa. Did Harry just tell me that he loves me? Did those words seriously just come out of his mouth? Could he be lying to me? Or is he telling the truth? 

"I-I love you too," I whispered. 

"Say it louder,"

"I love you,"


"I love you,"

"Louder, Allyson! Scream it!" I can't believe I did it. 

"I love you!" I yelled. I looked at Harry and he was smiling. He scooped me up and I screamed. He had his hands on my bum, holding me over his shoulder. He started going up the steps. 

"It is not fun to be on someone's back when you're going up the steps!" I told him when he got to his room.

He laid me down on my back. He laid next to me. We both turned over on our sides at the same time. I laughed a little and Harry smiled. 



"Do you mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"When you told me that you loved me?"

"Of course I do, why would I lie about it?"

"Because of the things you do to me,"

"Like what?"

"You hit me, a lot, actually," I whispered.

"Allyson, I have no idea what you're talking about,"

"You said that last time, Harry!"

"What do you mean?"

"Last time you hit me, you said that you didn't know what I was talking about!"

"Because I don't!" 

"Whatever, Harry,"

"Allyson," he sighed. 

"Just never mind,"

"No!" he yelled. I jumped a little. I stood up and Harry did too. "I do not hurt you, I never have, and I never will," he growled his eyes turning darker. Oh no. 

"Allyson, I do not hurt you,"

"Y-Yes you d-do," I whispered. His eyes turned pitch black. 

"No I don't," he growled slapping me. He kicked me in my stomach a couple times and I cried on his floor as he stormed out. I heard the front door slam. I cried to myself, holding my stomach. 

"What did I do?" I whispered.

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