Didn't Mean It -Harry Styles-

Never trust a beautiful girl with an ugly secret.


1. Didn't Mean It

Everything was set up, my camera was up and my laptop was ready to record. I was going to cover Lana Del Rey's Ride, when I heard a knock on my front door.
I got up, the knocking only getting louder as I got closer.
"Lexie, open up!!" I heard my boyfriend, Justin scream.
I opened the door and saw Justin in his gray hoodie and black pants. He pushed me to the side and closed the door.
"What are you doing?" I screamed. My voice coming out louder than I expected.
"What took you so long to open the door?" He screamed back.
He pushed me again. This time, I ended up on the floor by the couch. He walked over to me and slapped me.
"Justin stop!" I screamed, trying to block his next slap.
His hand went down and met my cheek. I felt tears escaping my eyes, running down my stinging cheeks.
"Get up!" He gripped my hair and pulled me up. Leading me towards my bedroom.
He opened the door and slammed it behind him. He quickly let go of my hair and then grabbed onto my shoulders, this time he threw me down on the bed. He crawled up, and straddled my waist.
"Justin, stop!" I cried out.
"Shut up!" He yelled at me.
"You asked for it!" He added.
I shrieked as I felt his fist collide with my left eye. I screamed out and tried to get him off but, he was so much stronger then me. He started taking off my shirt and I knew what was next to come.
~Later That Night~
I woke up and looked at the clock. 12:12 a.m I rolled over, my body aching from Justin. Justin had his back towards me and I could hear his steady breathing, telling me he was sleeping.
I sighed and rolled back over, getting out of bed and making my way towards the bathroom. I grabbed extra clothes in the process and turned on the hot water. I stripped out of my dirty clothes and got in.
The thought of being back home in Ireland filled my mind. When Niall, Greg and I would run around in the backyard pretending we were superheroes. I started to think of Justin. We've been together almost a year now and it's been nothing but hell. The first three months were perfect. He was so romantic and caring but, that slowly started to fade and his anger and jealousy took over. I knew we weren't going to stay on honeymoon avenue forever but, I didn't know that I'd be stick in a head on collision with him. He moved me out to Los Angeles to be with him and I accepted because at the time, my brother and friends were in L.A.
Now, I haven't seen Niall, Louis, Harry, Liam or Zayn in the past six months. Justin flew me out to Paris just so I wouldn't see them perform in Staples Center during the summer. I really wanted to see my brother and my friends but, if a guy is even twenty feet near me, Justin will assume I'm sleeping with him.
Right now, Justin and I were both in Los Angeles for a week to take a break from his tour. We only had tomorrow then we were off to Australia, where my brother is.
I rinsed the conditioner out of my brown hair and just stood there. Letting the water wash away all my memories from tonight. I turned the water off and quickly wrapped myself in my towel.
After I got dressed in my pajamas I looked at the bruises on my face. A purple mark by my left eye and a small mark by my lip. My chest and arms were covered in little purple dots from Justin. I groaned and walked out Justin in the same position as I left him. I walked out of my room and into the kitchen, I grabbed a water bottle and made my way into the living room. My laptop still open.
"Shit." I mumbled and noticed my webcam was gone and laptop was logged out of my account.
I set the water bottle down on the coffee table and decided to go on twitter. I saw I had a new mention from Niall.
"@NiallOfficial: @LexieMHoran miss u sis ! See ye in Australia soon !"
I smiled at the tweet and decided to respond.
"@LexieMHoran: @NiallHoran Miss you too big bro :) x See you soon!"
I wish I had my phone but, Justin broke it and wouldn't let me get a new one.
"Lexie." I jumped and turned around. Justin was standing there in his boxers, his arms folded over his chest.
"What are you doing awake?" He asked as he sat down by me, taking my water and drinking it.
I looked at him, "Just woke up and took a shower."
He played with my hair, "Lex, I know I say this alot but, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened or what I was thinking tonight. I didn't mean it. Any of it." He looked at me.
It's the same thing every other day. He gets mad at anything and takes it out on me. I just nodded at him.
He kissed my forehead. "Tonight was fun though." He smirked at me then got up.
I scoffed and he walked back towards my room.
"By the way," he said walking back in. "If I find out you've been talking to those stupid ass One Direction guys you're gonna get it. I don't care if one of them's your brother. He doesn't give two fucks about you. You're mine, you do what I say." He warned and walked back.
I shut off my laptop and sat there, just thinking. After five minutes I got up and decided to go back into my room. Justin was slipping on his shirt.
"Where are you going?" I asked as I went to lay down.
"Jacque needs me." He looked over at me and grabbed his car keys.
"Can't keep her waiting." He walked out of my bedroom his steps disappearing and then I heard the door close.
I sighed and decided to get some sleep. We had to leave early in the morning and I didn't want to think anymore. I cuddled into my blanket and dozed off.

Authors Note: There's chapter 1! :) This is @Nialler'sPerfect
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