Dark secrets

His past

Harry's POV

He pulled me up from the ground only to push me down again. "Your good for nothing" he screamed at me. He kicked me in the ribs. Everything started to get blurry. "Why don't you just die?" He screamed. After he had kicked my head and stomach a few more times everything went black.

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I woke up in the hospital 2 days later. My real mom and sister were right next to the bed. "Harry you're awake!" My sister said. The nurse told me her name I think she said Jenna. "Um I don't mean to offend you but what's your name?" I asked her. "It's Gemma" she told me still with a smile.

The nurse walked in and started to unplug the wires connected to the heart monitor. "Mr. Styles you're free to go home." She said. She turned to my mom. "He can take the bandage off his ankle whenever he wants and he may be a little dizzy but that's normal."

She cut the bandage from my head careful not to cut my already short brown hair. Then she said when I changed out of the hospital gown I could put it on the bed. I changed into the black shirt and dark blue flannel my mom bought me. I was dizzy and Gemma must've saw me cause she put her arm around my waist. "Wow you don't weigh much" she said.

We finally got to our house. Gemma showed me my room. It was bare with a bed on the far side of the room. It was nighttime so I decided to go to sleep.

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He chased me around the house. He tackled me. He ripped both of our clothes off. He touched me. He put his part in my back part. It hurt. I screamed. He laughed. He cut my arm. I felt the warm blood on my arm.

I-

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I woke up screaming with tears pouring down my face. My mom ran in. "Harry Harry what's wrong?" When I didn't answer she knew. "You dreamt of him didn't you?" She asked. I nodded. She hugged me tight. "He's not here and he never will be Harry" she tried to comfort me. My tears slowed down. "Well you better go get washed up you have school in an hour."

I got a shower then when I got out I realized my mom had bought me tons of new clothes and shoes. I got a brand new pair of grey and white high tops out of the closet. Then I got an all white shirt and grey cargo shorts out of the dresser and went downstairs.

I sat next to Gemma at the table. "She's way happier now then she's ever been." Gemma whispered. I smilied. Glad to know I was making someone happy.

About 10 minutes later, Anne took us to school. "You come here at the end of the day and ill meet you here." Gemma said. I nodded. Then I went to my first class. History. I hated history.

I walked in the class. "Ahh Mr. Styles you can sit anywhere you want and by the end of class ill have someone who will show you around for this week." I nodded. "For now you can sit right there." She pointed to a seat next to a brown haired girl with blue eyes. I sat down and the teacher began talking about something and I was clueless.

The bell rung loudly and kids started getting up and leaving. "Mr. Styles could you come here?" I walked up to the teachers desk where she was talking to a blonde boy. "This is Niall he'll show you around for the week" she said. I looked at Niall. "Hi I'm Niall." He said. He was obviously not from here.

We walked into the hallway where tons of kids were talking loudly, laughing, running, and dodging the kids who were running. "Your not from England are you?" I asked expecting him to know I wondered about the accent. "No I'm from Ireland but I guess you are from here based on your accent. I'm from Mullingar, Ireland." He said. "What about you?" He asked. I wasn't really sure where I was from. I was kidnapped at birth and all I know is I was somewhere around Sheffield. I couldn't tell him that though he would start asking questions.