Can a Person like me ever find love?

Samantha-

I waked around town people staring at me.

I think I know why I creepylook as fuck, I just came out of the club and I have my work clothes on showing a lot of cleavage and a little stomach showing with dark sunglasses in with my red hair looking like a mess.


I was rounding a corner seeing two posh looking girls staring at me when my head looked in there direction they spun their heads back around so their backs where facing me.
Well fuck you to.

I didn't want to go near them but If I wanted to go to my apartment I had to.
I walked behind them hearing a bit of their conversation.

"It's girls like that that are serial killers" one lady said to another.
"I totes agree, I think she killed about 10".
"Your properly right" she and her friend laughed but I wasn't going to take this shit.
I leaned in closely behind them.

"You guys want to be number 11 and 12, if you don't sleep with one eye open I already know where you live" I whispered in their ears and they were frozen.

I quickly turned the corner and peeked to see their heads whipping side to side, eyes wide open.
I turned back around laughing but that suddenly stopped when I ran into someone behind me making us both fall over.

"Shit" I heard him curse, as I looked up a man was shaking coffee off his hands.
"Oh god, I'm sorry" I said and he got up putting out a hand to pull me up.

This shocked me because when people see me they think I'm going to kill them.
I put my hand in his and he hoisted me up like a feather.

"It's no problem" he smiled and started to walk away.

"Wait at least let me buy you a cup of coffee to repay you".
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I was walking to with this mysterious man to pay for another coffee and it was silent between us but it wasn't awkward it was nice and comfortable.

We arrived at Starbucks and I sighed knowing that I was going without dinner tonight.
"Can I please get a hazelnut latte please".
"Sure that will be 7:80" I opened up my wallet and said goodbye to my food money.
I was hesitant to give it to her and getting weird looks from the people around me, but I finally gave it to her.

"Thankyou your order will be ready in a moment".

"Thanks love" he smiled at her and I swear she nearly fainted.

We sat down and it was silent again.

"So what's your name" he asked after a few moments.

"Samantha Ackerson what's yours" I smiled

"Harry" he smiled

"You don't have a last name?"

"That will remain a mystery" he chuckled making me giggle, we chatted for a bit and while he was sipping on his coffee and after a while he said something else to continue the conversation

"I know this is crazy but can I have your number" I leaned forward on his leans and looked at me, I couldn't see his eyes since they were covered with black sunglasses.

I was a little hesitant, I only had my boyfriends, my best friends and works number in my phone, since my boyfriend got really jealous if I was around other people especially guys.

But something was saying that I should give him my number and that nothing would happen.
"Sure" I lifted a bit and pulled the coat I was wearing showing that I was not wearing a shirt up a little accidentally showing a lot of my stomach I bit my lip and looked at Harry to try and read his expression but I couldn't get anything because of those damn sunglasses.

"Why are you half naked?" He laughed making me blush like a beet root

"I couldn't find a clean shirt today and I went down to the shops to buy some but they were all ugly" I said a very stupid and shallow lie but it seems he belived it because he handed me his phone and I handed him my phone and we typed each other's numbers.

"You named yourself sexy muffins" I laughed when he gave it back to me which he laughed too.

"You named yourself bitch tits in mine" he laughed even harder.

"Just wait till Lumo hears" I heard a voice in the back of the coffee shop and snapped my head back to them from the mention of my boyfriends stupid nickname, sure enough of my luck it was one of his friends on their phone chatting to my boyfriend.

"I-I have to go" my throat was dry and I stood up quickly and dashed outside.

"Wait" he called after me

" when will I see you again" he stood outside of the coffee shop wind blowing his curls around.
"In a little while" I called panicking, just wanting to go home.

"I'm not going to leave you until you answer me" he called

"Um next week Friday" I blurted out

"Where"

"We'll text" I called running. Away from him looking back over my shoulder to see him walking back inside.
I was nearly home and I heard thunder shrieking a little, the rain getting heavier by the second damping my body in seconds.

I opened the door to my building my hands shaking as I walked up the stairs to my cold small apartment.
"Please don't be home" I whispered over and over again hands shaking to the door knob sighing with relief when it was locked, I walked in side after having difficulty opened the lock seeing the shitty place I call home.

I picked up the bills and tossed them aside peeling of the wet tailored coat revealing my host Clothes showing off most of my battered body I looked at my body in the mirror as I walked into my bedroom, seeing all the purple and yellow bruises healing on my body, I always cover them with makeup but it washed off because of the rain.

*slam*

"SAMANTHA" I heard Ryan called hearing his heavy footsteps coming to the bedroom seeing him soaked behind me in the mirror seeing his eyes, blazing with rage.

He stalked to me making me cower in fear.

"WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING OUTSIDE YOU SLUT" he punched me right in the face sending me flying across the room yelling in pain.

"WHEN YOU GO OUT AND WORK I WANT YOU TO COME HOME RIGHT AWAY, YOU FUCKING FAT WHORE" he grabbed a fist full of my hair giving me a slap making a good sound telling me that it was bruising quickly.

"Did you at least get my drugs" he got of me and peeled off his t-shirt showing his tattoos.

I mentally hit myself over a million times because I forgot.

"I-I forgot" I trembled on the floor shaking trying to get up holding back tears.

He swiftly turned around and kicked me in the gut making me breathless and gasping for air.

"This is why your father hit you and left, and why your mother is an alcoholic, and why your brother is in mental hospital t it's because you are a fat slut who can't do anything right you will always fail and no one will ever love you except for me, you should feel lucky to even have me" he started yelling at me but then crouched down and caressed my cheek.

"You know how much I love you baby,just do the right thing and I won't get mad, you need to do everything right" he kissed my cheek and I felt numb lying on the floor, everything he said was true I'm worthless, fat, and I ruined my family, he's the only person who could love something pathetic like me.
Ryan picked me up and layer me on the hard bed and kissed down my stomach and roughly kneading by breasts making me wince.

On the inside I was bawling my eyes out, but on the outside I had to fake pleasure to please this man that takes care of me, and tells me that I need to fix myself for him because it seems like I'm getting pudgy which I will because this is the man I love with my heart.
I'm sure that I do...

Notes

Okay I'm writing a new fanfic I have like 10 going anyway sometimes I'm just not going to write in these I don't even know why I do it it feels like I'm talking to you guys but then I'm babbling while typing this like I am now and I don't know when to stop.

but I'm stopping now before I tell you about my whole day

see you next chapter

-P