Delilah POV:

"Hey, hun! I'm home!" I shouted throughout our apartment as I put the keys on the table.
"Hey, how was your day?" he came from the hallway and picked me up and spun me. I laughed like I didn't have a care in the world.
"It was great! We had tons of fun, actually."
"Did she open up like I said she would?" he asked me.
"Not necessarily. She just told me she was stressed."
He looked at me with a smile, "Then good thing you went to the spa when you did, huh?"
He pecked me on the lips which made me smile. I'm pretty sure we have that kind of relationship where people gag at the sight of us.
"I'm going to make a sandwich," I said, "You want one?"
"You're perfect, babe." he said pulling me close and kissing me again.
I laughed, "I'll take that as a yes then."
I walked into the kitchen and pulled out everything to make a sandwiches; two plates and tons of napkins.
"Hey so how did your concert go? find any cutie girls to hook up with tonight"
"Now why would I want to do that when I have the best girlfriend in the world right in front of me"
When he said that butterflies erupted in the pit of my stomach and I felt all warm and tingly
I couldn't hold it in anymore it was eating me alive.
I ran over to him and jumped on him causing him to fall down to the ground me pinning him down.
I started kissing him hungry like I needed him because he was the best person in the world well he is my world
"Niall i love you so much"
"I love you too"
After a few more minutes of our make out session things started to get more and more heated.
I pulled my lips away from his for a quick second and could tell he was a little dissapointed.
"Why'd you stop?"
"Well I know we did this last night and everything but I want you bad"
I could see the smirk play on his lips and the sparkle in his eye and it just makes me want him more.
"I'd love to have more fun but you might want to let me sit up first"
"No sorry Ive been pampered all day so not its your turn"
I sat up and straddled his waist wile hes still on the ground.
I removed my shirt in a quick way and unbuttoned his throwing them both on the counter.
I brought my lips to his, swiping my tongue on his lower lip, asking for entrance. As he agreed, we were both fighting for dominance and he was winning.
I brought my hands over his warm toned chest running my hands down to his belt slowly removing it.
"Are you ready for the best night ever" (hahahah see what i did there... no ok)
he was stuttering wile he was answering knowing what im going to do next...
before I even started I whispered in his ear in a very sexy way
"enjoy the ride"
This is probably the best day/ night in my entire life.
I wonder if Dani has a relationship with Harry like me and Niall...

Dani POV:

This is probably the worst day/ night in my entire life.
I sat out in the cold rain and curled up in a ball. Why does he hate me. Why? My tears eventually meshed with the rain and it didn't even look like I was crying. Good. Because I hate it when people see me cry. It turned into one of those cries where you want to scream, but it's just silent whimpering. And you don't scream because you don't want to disturb anyone with your problems. Otherwise, you would.
I'm in so much pain physically mentally and emotionally.
I don't understand what I did to deserve this. any of it.
my shirt is ripped where my bra is and my skirt is soaked in cold mudd.
my body hurts so much I can't even move without wincing in pain.
I felt like I was out there for hours when I heard the sliding glass door unlock behind me.
"Come inside." Harry said. I didn't move. I couldent move. His voice scared the living hell out of me.
"Come on, babe. Come inside or you'll get a cold," Wait... what did he say?
"Cause I really can't afford to get you sick." Why do I even bother getting my hopes up, dammit. He carefully picked me up off the ground and took me to the bathroom. "Get a shower and call for me when you're in so I can wash your clothes."
Why the hell is he being so nice to me?
"Okay." My voice came out weak and small.
I got in the shower and my clothes were in the wash. I stood in front of my huge mirror looking at my own, ugly reflection.
I have new and old cuts on my legs which some look like they could be infected from the mud.
I have fat all around my stomach and thighs.
No wonder Harry raped me. Why would he want to make me happy when i look like this.
I'm asking for this all of it.
I got out and walked to my room and closed the door. I was in the middle of getting dressed when I heard the door open.
"Harry.. I'm getting changed." I said.
"I know." he closed the door behind him and locked it

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I woke up in the middle of night with cold, damp cheeks and something warm across my body. I looked up and it was an arm. His arm. No.. That can't be possible. I almost began to shiver in fear at the sight of it. What is he doing in here?
Last thing I remember is getting changed what happened?
His body wrapped around mine put nostalgic memories in my mind. It used to be like this once... before our relationship got fucked up. My muscles tightened at the feeling of him stirring.
"Mmn." escaped his mouth. Please don't wake up. Within a couple seconds, his soft snoring filled the air once again. Thank you, Lord God Almighty.
My feelings at that point were conflicting. I was frightened of his touch... But I missed it. How can someone forget that? What we had? ... Was this some sort of apology or something?

Harry POV:

She really isn't that bad. I thought about it all night last night... and I've realised that I haven't been treating the way that I should... Or the way that I use to. And to be honest, I think it's because I'm scared of losing her.
I got up early and walked to the frying pan. I made french toast and strawberries and made sure it looked perfect. I poured a glass of orange juice and placed it on the tray. Beside it I put a flower in a vase and the utensils. Perfect.
I walked up the stairs with the tray and into our room and quietly opened the door. I placed the tray on the end of the bed and lightly rubbed her
back "Hey babe.Wake up." I smiled down at her. Her eyes fluttered open and grew wide at the sight of me. An i could feel her stop breathing. "shh, shh" i cooed. "its okay I'm not going to hurt you anymore. I made you some breakfast" I walked over and picked up the tray as she rubbed her eyes and streched.
"Breakfast?" she echoed.
"Yeah, french toast and strawberries to be exact." I gave her a cheeky smile and I could tell she was still a little weary. But she took the utensils and tray anyway.
"Well, it smells amazing." she complimented. She took a bite and pure indulgence spread across her face. "And it tastes amazing too."
"Glad you like it. So I was thinking that today we could, I don't know, go to the park or something. Take a walk, have a picnic. Just you and me." she hesitated before answering.
"Yeah, I'd like that."

Notes

we both worked really hard on this chapter hope you all like it
<3 Kennedy and Kayla