Resist (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifty-Two

"H-har-"

I'm shut up by a swift kick to the ribs and picked up and being slammed into a chair.

"Listen, I'm going to give you one chance, come back to me, or you, will die tonight." Adam sneers.

"Not in a million years ass wipe." I spit at him and kick him again. "I hope she was worth it." I snap and when he comes back I kick him again."go ahead beat me up! Won't be any different from when we were dating." I laugh hyserically.

"You're not scared are you?" He asks sickly and grabs my face with his hand.

"Scared? Of you? Please, you're the biggest coward I've ever met." I laugh again. His facial expression hardens. "And hey where's your back up?" I ask.

"He bailed. He said you were innocent and I was an asshole. I took care of him as well." He laughs and I try and punch him but he catches my fist and punches me in the cheek. I wasn't going to back down if Harry was dead, this bastard wasn't taking me down with out a fight. I kick him again and he kicks me in the ribs again.

"I hate you." He growls.

"Likewise."I give him a sarcastic smile and get out of the chair and I try to punch him but yet again he grabs my wrist and twists it until I head a snap. I scream and clutch my arm.

He pushes me to the floor and gets on top of me.

"One last kiss before I have to end your life." Adam chuckles and leans down he tries to kiss me but I spit in his mouth.

He coughs and slaps me. He takes a knife out of his back pocket. He pulls down my shirt and stares at the 'H' on my heart. He presses his knife stiffly to it and I scream. He twists it cutting the H off my skin. I scream and feel blood trickling down my chest. He covers my mouth and slits both my collar bones.

He punches me one last time connecting to the weak spot on my head. My eye lids slip over my eyes and everything goes black.

I was walking through the halls of high school again. Talking to my boyfriend Adam. When someone taps on my shoulder. I turn around and see a boy taller than I, with big framed glasses and a plaid flannel. He had brown curly hair and green eyes. He was quite gorgeous.

"A-Abby? I'm h-Harry." He stutters. I open my mouth to say hi back but I'm tugged along by Adam.

"Don't talk to that loser." Adam whispers. I look back and see Harry's face again. He looked sad.

I snap into my own mind, not high school Abby but now, I was still in the flashback. I let go of Adams hand and I run back to Harry. I wrap my arms around his neck and he was shocked but he wraps his arms around me too. I lean back and kiss him. Since this might be the last time.

Real or not.

"Stay with me Abby. Stay with me!" He says.

What?

HARRY'S POV

When my eyes drift open I see Adam stradling Abby, she was unconscious. There was blood all over the floor. He had a knife hovering above her neck.

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