It wasn't always like this.
We didn't always fight.
He didn't always take advantage of me...
It was 5 years ago and I had been dating my boyfriend of 3 years Tom. We were happy in love, like all the other couples out there, he loved me like no other would.
But my mother was sick, in fact dying of cancer, and I made a promise to her that I would do anything she asked.
"That Harry boy, I want you to marry him." She weakly muttered in a sick state. "I've arranged the plans, the wedding ceremony and everything, please just before I pass, I want to see my daughter down the aisle with a trustworthy man."
So we got married, and of course I left Tom behind, but it all just changed. My perception of love became diminishing and I could no longer trust myself.
It was all because of him, Harry Styles. He made my life hell, he treated me like a servant, he killed all my connections to love and made sure my life was a living hell.
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I, Me, You
Teen FictionLauren wasn't always like this, she wasn't always tired of her life. Her boyfriend of 3 years had to be left behind and traded for the vicious and demanding Harry Styles who treated her like no other man would.
