***NOTICE: I'd like to make it clear that I do not think Louis Tomlinson is an abusive person, nor do I condone violence of any kind. This particular scene is only used to develop the plot of the story. ****
'I won't let you close enough to hurt me,
No, I won't rescue you to just desert me
I can't give you the heart you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables.'
Harry invited me to their final dress rehearsal for their upcoming world-tour.
I've been spending a lot of time near Harry and the lads don't seem to might, well except for Louis.
His attitude and snide comments increased the more I'd hangout with the band.
I didn't know what to do.
I didn't want to bring Harry into this because he has been lovely and I don't want him to worry any more about me.
So, I told myself for this to stop, I'd have to be oblivious to it. I was honestly sick and tired of this so-called anger Louis held against me.
And things were going fine at the rehearsal until, Louis confronted me himself.
I was on the side, treating myself to the catering One Direction was provide with when he came up to me.
He looked furious.
I must admit I was slightly intimidated but, I stood my ground.
" Listen here, you little prick-teasing bitch!" He yell-whispered.
"Excuse me?!"I gasped.
" I've had it with you walking around here, gallivanting with Harry. Everyone knows you're a dirty gold digging slut." He spat.
I went silent for a moment. Processing his insults.
" What did I do to you to make you hate me this much?" I bit back
" You're going to make Harry forget about the band and just get up and leave!" He admitted still fuming.
I looked at him bewildered.
" All he fucking cares about is 'Marina this,Marina that' It's driving me mad! And I sure as hell don't trust you so, does all a favor and leave him alone! Bugger off!" He shouted.
So, he thinks I'm going to break-up the band? What bullshit!
This boy is off his rocker.
He stepped closer and began to push me back attempting to shoo me away.
" Stop! You selfish, no good son of a bitch!" I spat at him.
His anger was radiating now.
I did know what his next bold move was.
Until a felt a stinging on my cheek.
He slapped me.
What is his goddamn problem!
I was sick and tired of being pushe around by this intolerable mouth-breather.
I didn't promote violence but, enough is enough.
I pushed him but, my push was weak.
He grabbed my wrist and slammed me against a wall that was away from everyone.
Oh God.
He slammed me repeatedly against it and I tried to scream but, he put his clammy hand over my mouth shielding my screams.
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WILD THING
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