Parkers POV

I smiled to myself as I looked in the mirror at my now ruined sweater. That girl got what was coming to her. I'm glad Harry wouldn't go for someone like her. I hadn't seen him in a year, and let me just say he got HOT. He was never ugly but he more average. Now he's six foot something with tattoos, stubble, and a reputation. I had heard about him from other people at school. I guess he's mixed up with the wrong people. By wrong people I mean Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam. They were the school "thugs". They were bad news. I was shocked when i felt his eyes on me tonight. I had always had a bit of a crush on him. I would always want to go to Paisleys house in hopes that her older brother Louis had him over considering they were friends. It's so weird to see him now. He used to be this sweet sensitive boy, and now he's a "bad boy" heart breaker. I knew he'd never like me. I'm usually not so self conscious, like if a boy doesn't want me for me he can hit the road, but there's something about Harry. He's not so innocent. I know he has many admirers, and what teenage boy wouldn't take advantage of that? He wouldn't go for someone as desperate as that blonde tonight, but usually the girls aren't much better. It used to break my heart as I watch him make out with random chicks at partys. He deserved so much more.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a loud thud on the bathroom door and the handle start to rattle.

" Uh one second," I yelled. Whatever was in that drink that girl dunked on me is not coming off. I decided to just leave and go home. I wasn't that drunk but I still shouldn't drive. I think I'll walk which may not be the best idea, considering the type of people around my side of town at night, but at this point I gave no fucks.

I walked over to the door and swung it open to see my very drunk boyfriend, Grayson. Fear struck through me. Grayson is a horrible boyfriend let's just leave it there. I've always been independent, but he changed that. He scares me. He's never actually physically hurt me besides the occasional slap, or grabbing my wrist so hard it bruises, but he will if I mess up. I always have to on what he calls my "best behavior" and I can't disobey him. I'm an object to him and he won't let me forget that. he's breaking me down emotionally and I'm this close to snapping. You may be wondering why I'm still with him. He doesn't give me an option. He says if I leave him he'll hurt me or my family. He also says he loves me. No one tells me that. I know it's a lie but that lie is my lifeline. I act so tough like I'm this maverick, bad ass, and unique woman when really I'm a broken little girl.

" Heeeeeey babe," he drunkenly slurred in his thick accent.

" Uh hi," I murmured softly. He was blocking the doorway and I could push past him in his drunken state, if he was sober he wouldn't budge. I quickly walked down the hallway trying to get out of this house as soon as possible. I felt a large hand grip around my wrist and spin me around slamming into the persons chest. i looked up to see surprise surprise Grayson.

" Where do you think you're going baby," He said his dark eyes burning holes into mine.

" Grayson, please let me go I need to go home," I pleaded. His only response was tighten his grip around my wrist.

" Ow you're h-hurting me," I whimpered. I felt my eyes become glossy. I really want to go home.

" Babe..." he whispered. He began to lean down and try to kiss me. I've never felt so sick.

" S-stop," I begged quietly. His lip connected harshly with mine. I manged to break the kiss.

" STOP!" I yelled momentarily shocking him. I took this as an opportunity to pull away. I stumbled back but regained my composure and made a dash downstairs. I heard Grayson call out my name from behind me. I payed no mind and continued to push through the sweaty bodies trying to get out of the house. I stopped for a second to catch my breath. I looked up and my eyes connected with a pair of sparking green eyes. Harry. He had a confused look on his face when he saw the terrified look on mine. He was standing with his friends who were also giving me weird looks. I don't really know any of them except for Louis because of Paisley, and Liam used to date one of my old friends before she moved. I quickly glanced behind me to see Grayson catching up. I darted in the opposite direction. I found the front door and quickly swung it open. The cool September air hit me and I shivered. I began to jog down sidewalk. It was about a 20 minute walk but I could get there quicker if I run. I had been running for about 5 minutes when I saw a headlight from beside me. My heart dropped as I saw whose car it was. I stood there frozen neither breathing or blinking. It was Graysons best friends whose name i didn't bother to learn. Grayson was in shot gun smirking at me.

" Hey babe," He said smiling obviously still quite drunk. " You're going to regret that little scene you pulled," I screamed and tried to run but he and his friends quickly jumped out of the car and grabbed me. They began to drag me into the conveniently located alleyway. I tried to scream but a large sweaty hand was placed over my mouth. I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall and began to shake uncontrollably. I was slammed against the brick wall. I could feel blood trickling down my neck from my head. I tried to kick but my legs were to weak. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. Grayson continued to punch me there. I couldn't breath. I felt dizzy and my mouth was dry. Was he going to kill me? My vision began to blur as my body went numb. I was about to pass out when the punches stopped. It sounded like yelling was happening but I couldn't hear anything over the ringing in my ears. I opened my eyes and the tears began pouring out. The two guys who were holding me let go causing me to fall on my butt. I curled up into a ball on the ground. I was shaking so hard and I felt so numb. The ringing in my ears quieted down and I could hear yelling. I sat there listening to low grunts and what sounded like the crunch of bone.

i suddenly felt an arm wrap around me pulling me into there chest softly. i didn't realize I was so cold until their warmth heated me up. I couldn't open my eyes to look at who it was. I felt their hand start rubbing circles into my back reassuringly.

" Shhh it's ok love," a low voice came from the person holding me. My sobs quieted down a bit as the commotion around me died down too. It was quiet for a minute before I heard footsteps coming towards me.

" Is she...is she ok?" a familiar voice asked softly.

" I think she'll be ok," The same voice that told me to quiet down said. I slowly opened my eyes and sat there shocked for a minute. Holding me was none other than Louis Tomlinson, my best friend Paisleys brother. My dark eyes connected with his ocean blue ones for and he lightly smiled. I turned my head to see Niall, Liam, Zayn, and....Harry? What were they doing here.

" Are you Ok love?" Zayn asked me kindly. I had never spoken to Zayn in my life and it was slightly embarrassing under these circumstances.

" G-grayson..." I murmured quietly ignoring his question.

" He's over there," Liam said motioning with his head to the corner of the alley were he and his friends lay on the ground.

" I-is he..." I was interrupted before I could finish.

" He's not dead," Niall said. I had also never spoken to Niall in my life. I only knew him from around school. Tears started to fall from my eyes. Harry who had been quiet the whole time crouched down to my level and took his thumb and wiped away my tears.

" T-thank y-yo," was all I could before I blacked out.

Notes

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P.S. If you're wondering Grayson is played by Charlie Heaton (: