The rest of the day dragged on as I patiently waited for the bell to ring. My thoughts were mostly consumed of the dinner last night with Harry and his family. Harry continued to look at the red marks on my shoulder from my father as if he was knew something. Could Harry, my bully, actually realize my father is abusive and save me? But what would happen to my father? He's horrible in all ways but he's only this way because he misses my mother so much. He needs me in his life to give him something to do and not think of my mother. I hate that he abuses me but it was my fault that my mother died. If I didn't make her drive and get me something, she would not have been in an accident. And I will never forget that.
"Marisa!" Brooke screeched from across the hall. "We finally found her." Brooke dug her fake nails into Harry's shirt and proudly showed him that she found me.
I immediately turned around to hide myself and started to walk in the other direction but they caught up with me.
"You can't hide from us." Harry said huskily, grabbing my arm and pulling me around. I flinched from the contact because that was where my father was hurting me the other day. "How does that hurt...?" Harry said so quietly that you could hardly hear him. I looked around and saw that I was the only one who heard him. I looked up and saw pain and pity flash in his eyes but that immediately turned back to anger.
"Take her away, Harry beary! You might get caught if you beat her up inside." Brooke said matter of factly. She shoved me towards the nearest exit door. After shoving, she dug her nails into my skin as harshly as possible, leaving marks. Once we got outside, the breeze hit our faces and Harry's other friends waltzed over. "There you guys are!" They exclaimed as they shoved me behind a tree that was well hidden from the school.
"You don't have to do this." I said, looking directly into Harry's eyes. "I know you're better than this." I tried anything to stop him and maye convert him back into the old Harry that I used to know. Harry immediately averted his eyes to the ground awkwardly as his friend started to chuckle loudly.
"What the heck is she talking about?" Jackson, Harry's burly and hairy friend, said. My speech didn't stop him from releasing a punch straight to my gut causing me to crash down. I whimpered in pain and fear, wondering if anyone would try and help me.
Harry kicked me in the head as I laid on the ground uselessly. That one hurt me more than the other hits because I thought I could change Harry but at the end of the day, I knew deep inside Harry would never change back to the old Harry.
"You're such a slut!" Brooke's friend, Janel exclaimed as she giggled obnoxiously.
The rest of the beating felt like a daze. Senseless punches, shoves, kicks and pinches were thrown at me for no reason. I stayed quiet and didn't react so it would be over with sooner. I knew that if I sass or talk back, I would just be in more trouble. They continued to throw inaccurate insults as they abused me and Harry let it all happen. He seemed so much more peaceful at the dinner last night, like he was going to change, but I shouldn't put expectations of him that I know won't come true.
Everyday, I wished that my life would go back to how it was before my mother dying and my father and Harry abusing me daily. What did I do to deserve all this? I wasn't a horrible person, I tried to be positive but my life just took an unexpected turn for the worse. Nobody said living was easy but why did it seem so hard on me? Immediately a memory flashed in my head.
**FLASHBACK**
"Haz!" I screamed of laughter as thirteen-year-old Harry threw me into the pile of leaves. "Ow! Look what you did to my arm." I pouted and sniffled, pointing towards my arm. The look in Harry's eyes immediately turned to pity and concern as he reached down to look at my arm. "Where is it?"
I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the leaves with me. "Ha! Got you!" I screamed as Harry's messy curls were filled countless amounts of leaves. He shot his head up from the ground and averted his eyes to mine. They were filled with joy and playfulness as he grinned from ear to ear. That look was always one of my favorites and a look I will never forget. "Mar! I'm getting you back!" He began to tickle me all over the place and straddled me. With his strength, I couldn't do anything but just giggled as he tickled.
As we laughed continously, my father appeared from the house. He lurked in the shadows and came face to face with us.
"Hiya, Mr. Kenney!" Harry cheekily exclaimed, flashing that lovable smile. "How are ya?"
My father didn't respond and clearly something was wrong. Harry and I exchanged looks and Harry started to get up from the leaves. He held out a hand for me to grab which I immediately accepted. Once I got up, we didn't let go from each other's grasp. Leaves were scattered all over our bodies in every place but we didn't care. What my dad was about to say to us was going to change our lives forever and always.
"I don't know how to say this but Mom died from a car accident this morning. A drunk driver hit her." My father said, trying to stand tall and strong. The only thing I can remember clearly is the look in his eyes. The look of pain, anger, regret, sadness and every negative emotion you could think of.
Tears began to flow from my eyes repeatedly and I attacked Harry with a hug. I sobbed into his shoulder as he held me tight. He didn't say anything for a few minutes as he was shocked but his company was all that mattered to me. He was there when nobody else was. I played with his curls as that was a nervous habbit of mine and my loud sobs filled the streets. In that moment of sadness, I loved Harry for being there for me and giving me comfort when my father was too upset to talk to me because he thought it was my fault. I was in love with Harry Styles.
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Back then, I was in love with Harry and today, I still am in love with Harry Styles.
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AN: Thank you thank you thank you for reading! I'm so sorry for not updating in forever but I would really like to continue this story because I have so much planned for it! Stay tuned! I love you all! -C <3 :D :)
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Abused by Styles (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
FanfictionMarisa had everything. A family. A beautiful body. A best friend. Anything you can possibly name. But everything starts crashing down when her mother dies and her soulmate Harry and father starts abusing her. Will she take it so far that her life wi...