You're Perfect To Me

You ran through the storm, trying your hardest to get away from your boyfriend, Jake. "Miranda, I'm sorry! Come back!" You kept running, trying your hardest to text Harry through your burning eyes and wet clothes. "Miranda ! This isn't fucking funny anymore. Get back here and lets go home!" Your legs were tired but you kept running. You wanted to scream. You just wanted to lay down and just die. You couldn't stand Jake hitting you everyday. Having to hide so many bruises. You were about to jump the fence to Harry's neighborhood when your jacket got stuck to the gate and you fell face first. Jake had caught up to you, picked you up and slammed you right back into the ground. "You think you can run from me?" A hit was thrown. "I love you and you're going to run from me?!" Another bruise you would have to hide. Another punch was thrown, but not towards you. Harry had found Jake on top of you, hitting you like a punching bag. Harry had never liked Jake from the first smirk he had thrown in Harry's direction. In about 5 seconds flat, Jake was beneath harry and Harry's eyes were black. "Harry! You have to get off him!" You tried jerking him off but he just wouldn't stop. " You're pathetic! You can't get your way with a girl so you smack them senseless? What kind of man are you?" Harry spat. "Harry please!"You screamed, your throat burned from not trying to cry but you couldn't hold it in anymore. You stood there, crying in the middle of the road in the rain like a two year old. You hated but loved Jake. A pair of heavy arms picked you up and you knew it was Harry cause you memorized his scent. You let him cradle you while you sobbed in his arms the walk back to Harry's house. While you left Jake in a pool of his on blood, in the middle of night on the road with no one to find him till morning.