Abusive

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.
"No,"
"That's Harry. Harry Styles,"
"So?"
"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.

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Emmie's P.O.V.

 

 

Watching Al break down like that was hard. I never realized how much she actually cared about Harry. I watched as she cried and cried. I felt bad about it. But hearing what's been happening with her the past couple of weeks, makes me wanna go and slap the shit out of Harry. I watched as Lauren and Josie helped her up, and dragged her away from the kitchen, probably taking her to her room to get some rest. 

I sighed heavily and pulled out my cell phone, dialing a certain number. The phone rang three times and a deep voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Liam,"

"Hey Emmie, what's up?"

"Al just came home,"

"She's home from Harry's? For what?"

"They just broke up,"

"Why'd she do it?"

"How'd you know she broke up with him?"

"Because Harry would never do that, he's crazy about her,"

"She literally just broke down. She told us what happened, burst out crying and fell to the floor,"

"Really?''

"Yeah,"

"Hey, can you come over here? Or I can come over there? We need to talk,"

"Uh, I'll go over to yours. What do we need to talk about?"

"Stuff,"

"Alright?" I said, confusion clear in my voice. "I'll be over soon,"

"Great. Bye,"

"Bye,"

I pressed the red end button and sighed. What does he need to talk about?

 

Al's P.O.V.

 

I lifted my head off my pillow and sat up. I looked and saw I've been asleep for an hour or so. My head was throbbing, and I soon remembered what happened in the previous hours of the day. I put my face in my hands and let my tears flow once again. 

I don't understand why it hurts so much. Yes, I loved him, even though he abused me and used me. I actually cared about him though. The Harry I loved, was the cheeky Harry. The Harry with shining green eyes, and the sweetest heart ever. The Harry who actually cared. Dark Harry, though, he was different. Way different. 

 

 

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