Protect Her

Alison is the school slut, she's the girl who tried to kill herself, the girl who always gets into trouble. When her parents can't handle her anymore they sent her to London, to live with her cousin, the one and only Louis Tomlinson.


6. chapter

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He smiled one last time and cupped my cheeks, pressing his lips against mine softly. I put a hand in his neck as our lips moved in sync slowely. We pulled back after a moment, allowing me to stare into his beautiful eyes. Harry was smiling at me, causing me to smile. He pecked my lips one last time. "We should go home." I sheepishly smiled and nodded. We got up and Harry took my small hand in his large one. 

I wish this moment would last forever.

But it didn't.

I woke up.

Wait? Did I just dream about my cousin's best friend Harry Styles. I feel so emberrased. I ran a hand through my hair and let out a sigh. I knew it was all a dream but I couldn't help but run a finger over my lips and smiled. I know he's my cousin's best friend but I could't help but wish it wasn't a dream.

I layed down again and stared at the white seeling. I felt so sad me and Harry would never be able to go out. He's Louis' best friend and I live in the same house as him that would be weird. But I just couldn't help but think of him. His curls, his smile, his dimples, his amazing abs... I bit my lip and smiled at the thought of Harry only wearing a towel loosely around his waist. 

Snap out of it Allison you'll never be with him and even if Louis wasn't your cousin he would never fall for a girl like you. No one will ever fall for a fuckup like you. You're worthless. Mum and dad were right you are just a waist of space. Those were the thoughts running through my head. I ran a hand through my hair as I thought about all the names I had been called, all the times I was beaten up. All the times I put that stupid blade to my wrists, all the times I had been alone, all the times I had felt worthless...

The time I tried to kill myself...


I woke up, my head hurting from all the crying I did yesterday. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. My parents had been bad before but this was the worst. My dad kept beating me as my mum called me names. The tears were running down my cheeks again when my mind went back to one thing my dad had told me. I never thought he's ever tell me that.

*The night before*

I walked into the house after being at my boyfriend Luke's. I had been listening to his band. I really liked Luke and he really liked me. I closed the front door. "I'm home!" I yelled smiling, knowing my parents were in the livingroom. 

"Where were you!?" my dad yelled angrily. "Luke's" I spoke softly. My mum looked over at me. "You fucking slut." She snapped before slapping me across the face. I tried to hold back the tears but it didn't work. I wasn't thinking straight I swear. I slapped my mum, but it was self defence! I've never hit anyone before! Not even when the people at school beat me up!

My dad stood up. Now I was going to get it. I ran  upstairs towards my room I wanted to slam the door shut but my dad blocked the door with his foot. He opened the door and pounched me. I fell to the ground, crying and screaming. "You worthless piece of shit!" He yelled as he kicked me in the stomach over and over again. He pounched me a few times until I could hardly keep my eyes open. I had trouble breathing and all the crying didn't help.

"I wish you were dead." My dad spoke calmly as he looked at me in desgust and walked out of my room. Leaving me there like I was nothing.

*Back to that morning*

How could he say that? I'm his daughter. Well maybe now I get why everyone hates me so mutch... maybe I get why my dad wants me dead, because to be honest. I want to be dead.

I stood up, it really hurt but I didn't care. I got used to the pain. I took of my clothes, leaving me in just my underwear and stared at myself in the mirror. I stared at the girl in the mirror. From her bruises to the scars to the cuts on her wrists and back. This girl disgusted me. I hated her. I looked at my feet, than back at the mirror. "I want you to die." I said before walking towards the bathroom. 

I took a bottle of perscription medicine and took all of the pills in there. I started to get dizzy and before I knew it I fell to the floor, my vision slowly got blurry before I blacked out.

~*~Flashback over~*~

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I hope y'all like it.
This chapter is a bit rubbish I'm sorry, I'm having mayor writers block but I'll try to update as mutch as I can!
Love y'all


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