Harry (age 17)
Y/N pov
Harry and I never had a good relationship. Always fighting, arguing and yelling. At the end of the day we still loved each other, but never showed it. Today he wasn't in good mood. My boyfriend was very abusive to me. Today, he had just given me a very rough beating and I have had enough. When I got home the one person I thought talk to was Harry. With tears in my eyes, I walked to Harry's room. "Harry?" I said as I knock on his door. "What do you want?" He asked. ''I need to talk to you." I said . " I'm busy!" Harry yelled. "It's really important." I said. Before I could even walk in he slapped me across the face then pushed me out the door. "First an abusive boyfriend and you." I yelled I ran to my room . Harry was shocked at what I said and ran behind me . He caught up to me and pulled me into a bear hug. I just cried into his arm. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know." Harry said. "H-he h-hit me." I said in between my sniffs. "Shhhh,don't worry, I'll keep you safe." Harry whispered.
A/N: sorry it's short guts but I tried
