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.


35. Epilogue

Al's POV


*Four Years Later*



I look at my reflection in the mirror. I look at the scars on my arms. Those are memories of how my life was four years ago. Happy, but depressing at the same time. I flatten out my dress, and grab my ring from the dresser. I put it on my left ring finger, grab my black clutch, and walk out the door. My life now is totally different. I'm living in a new house, have a whole new wardrobe, and my life was amazing until last week. 


I walk into the small brick building, looking at everyone standing and talking with each other. They're all wearing black. I recognize most of them. Some are brand new faces. I go and stand on the stage and clear my throat. Everyone sits down in their chairs and I give everyone a small smile. I wipe my tears, take a deep breath and speak. 


"Four years ago, I was Al. I hated everyone to call me by Allyson. But some reason, Harry felt the need to call me by my real name. So today I'm Allyson. Harry's fiance. At first, Harry had a very violent nature. He abused me and I was too scared to leave. I thought he would kill me if I did. But then I realized I wasn't scared to leave him. I just didn't want to. I fell in love with a monster. A monster with green eyes that turned black. I went through a lot. These scars on my back, and my arms are all from him. Reminders of what I went through. He was different, that's for sure. While my closest friends were having relationships that were sweet and cute, I was being thrown across the room. One day, Harry begged for forgiveness. I gave him a chance. He never laid a hand on me again. I forgave him, and moved on with my life. Harry and I spent every second of the day together. One time I let him go somewhere on his own and then we all end up here. It's crazy. I love Harry with all my heart, and I'm so glad I forgave him and that we got a chance to start over and have the relationship everyone in this world wants. Thank you all for coming out today. Harry would've appreciated it. Thank you." I smile and wipe more tears as people clap their hands together. 


I walk over to the open casket. I look at Harry's face, and place a kiss to his lips. It almost feels as if he kissed back. I whisper 'I love you', take off my ring, place it in his hands, and walk away. 






So there's the epilogue. Sorry it took so long, but I took a break from movellas and decided to go ahead and write this for you when I got back on. I wanna thank you all for reading this. It means a lot to me that you're all taking the time to read my stories. 


So I just published a new movella that you should go check out. 

It's called Silent Stripper and it's another Harry Styles fanfiction. I think if you liked Abusive, that you'll like Silent Stripper. 



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