Your POV
"Why do you always have to act like a bitch?" My boyfriend screamed. "This is the way you made me! You always treat me like crap." I retorted with volume. "That's a lie and you know it." He snapped.
"No i-" Suddenly, I felt his hand connect to my face and it was stinging. Then he abruptly sped walked to the kitchen. I laid on the floor and wondered why, he ran back into the living room with a knife in his hand. "What're you doing with the knife?" I asked nervously.
"Keep talking, and watch what happens." He spat. He came closer with each word until he was right in my face. He held the knife close to my throat. I was shrieking in my thoughts. But I couldn't let him know I was scared, or he'd for sure slit my neck.
He watched me closely as I moved to get comfortable again. He made sure that I wasn't gonna go anywhere. "Can't we talk about this?" Once the words fell from my pink, plump lips I felt the sharp tip of the knife on my neck. "Say something else." He knew I was gonna test him. And he was ready for it. "Fu-" The knife was halfway across my neck. I felt the red liquid drip off my neck into my raven black hair.
"One more thing out of your fat lips and it'll be across the other half before you know it. Try something else, just one more thing." He shouted in my face. "How about this?" I connected my foot to his balls and sent him flying off of me. And he landed on the hard floor.
I picked up the knife and chucked it at his head, it went slightly above and hit the door. "Damn." I muttered under my breath at my crappy shot. "You tryna stab me?" "Uh, erm." Is all my brain told me to spit out.
Harry's POV
"I am really bored," I muttered to myself as I tried to find something on TV. Of course, nothing, like normal.. "I'll call Y/N she'll come over and we'll do something together."
I always liked Y/N more than friends but she had a boyfriend and there was nothing I could do. And I hated that, I knew she getting abused by her no good boyfriend. He's a jackass. I picked up my iPhone and dialed Y/N's number. It rang 3 times, she'll normally answer in the first ring. What's going on over there? I thought aloud.
Your POV
I heard my phone ring and I ran towards it, since it still hurt my boyfriend to get up from my kick he couldn't stop me.
"Hello?" Harry's raspy voice called out. "Harry thank god you called, please come over now." "Why?" He asked suspiciously. "There's no time, I-" My boyfriend snatched the phone out my hand and threw it against the wall.
Well that was my one shot for help, since I can't reach the house phone which on the other side of the room. I'm a goner, I thought to myself, still hiding my fear.
Harry's POV
"Y/N?! Y/N?!" No answer. She hung up, I'm going over there to find out an explanation for this. It's a 10 minute drive from my house to Y/N's. I was getting more anxious by the second, not knowing what was gonna happen.
I arrived and quickly got out of my car and to the door. I knocked furiously. I've had enough, I kicked down the door and wasn't expecting what I found.
"Harry?!" She screamed "Y/N?" I tried to call out to her but I was met by a tall man standing in front of me. "Well if it isn't twinkle douche." He smirked. "Where's Y/N?!" I demanded, outraged as my facial expression grew from anger to rage in the matter of seconds.
He could see this too, but he never answered my question. I inched closer and grabbed his collar and threw him to the floor. "That's for hurting Y/N for all this time."
I run towards the living room and found Y/N on the ground with a half slit throat. "DID HE DO THIS TO YOU?!" I was in no mood for jokes. She nodded vigorously, she stopped nodding and contorted her face in pain. "I'm getting you out of here. The cops have been called, c'mon lets go."
She agreed and I picked her up bridal style and ran her to the car. Once we got to my flat, I unlocked the door, and ran to the closest bathroom and sat her on the toilet. "I can't believe this," I said while my eyes were stinging with tears. I shuffled through the cabinets and found a first-aid kit.
I took out a cleansing wipe and tilted her head up, and wiped her neck free of blood very carefully. She winced but she got through it. Once the bleeding stopped I put a long bandaid on the cut, since was hair thin.
After while, when she calmed down, I decided to tell her how I really felt about her. "Y/N?" "Yes, Harry?" She answered confusingly. "You've got no idea on how long I've wanted to tell you this and I think now couldn't be more of a perfect time," "What're talking about?" I crashed my lips onto hers and spoke, "Y/N, I love you."
Her face was shocked at first but then she said, "Harry, you might not believe this but you can't imagine how long I've been waiting for you to say that to me." "Wha-what?" I stammered in shock. "I love you too Harry." She couldn't have made me more happier.
"Y/N? Will you be my girlfriend?" "Yes Harry! A million times yes!" She leaned in and kissed me. I am the luckiest person alive. I thought. "Y/N LOVES ME! SHE REALLY DOES!" She giggled at my squeal, and smiled. I popped in a movie into the DVD player and said,
"Well this has been an eventful day," I said thinking aloud. "You said it babe." Y/N called back. She plopped beside me on the couch and kissed my cheek. I watched her gentle green eyes, rid of exhaustion and she fell asleep. "Goodnight, love." I kissed her forehead. What a day, I thought and sighed to myself. I've finally won my girl.
