He Saved Me (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

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I walk into our flat and there he is waiting for me... drunk. 

He walks up to me and whispers in my ear, "I missed my toy, why were you gone for so long?"

I stay silent. I usually stay silent but I get punished for it. As soon as I start to say something, I feel a hand connect to my right cheek. This always happens.

"Well... since you were gone for so long, I get to play with you longer tonight." He says

I start to sob. He always does this to me and I am too weak to fight back. I have been through hell today and I am not in the mood to do this right now. I see his eyes become dark and he grabs a hold of my wrist. 

"Please Josh. Not tonight..." I whisper.

He smirks and shakes his head and as soon as I know it he is lifting me above his shoulders and I am being brought back into our room and he throws me on the bed like a rag doll. I try to escape and I get out of the bedroom but as soon as I reach the front door I cannot get out. Shit. He locked it and I have no idea how to work this lock. I have no other way to escape so I give up and walk back to our room.

"You thought you could get away didn't you?" He says and then throws me back onto the bed.

He starts to take off my clothes and I give in and just begin to cry. This is going to be a long night...

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The next morning I wake up and I have to get to my English class. I love writing and someday I hope to be an author. I get up from the bed and walk to the bathroom, careful not to wake Josh up... because Im not in the mood for round two. I notice that I have even more bruises scattered across my body. Josh was much more rough last night then usual. His eyes were also darker than the bright blue they usually are. 

Before Josh and I started dating I loved being around people and I was one of the most popular girls in our high school. Josh and I started dating in high school when we were 16 and I was the head cheerleader but I dropped out to be with him. I truly loved him but everything changed after a year. He started acting rebellious but I always thought he would change, but he never did. He started raping me and abusing me in my own bed. The worst part was that he would rape me in my parents house when they were home and they never suspected a thing. After he started raping me I didnt want to talk to anyone. Not even my family. Then we both got into the same college and here we are... in our own flat... living with eachother... him abusing me every night... and nobody suspects a thing. 

I snap out of my trance when I see a dark figure behind me. It's him. 

"Good morning Beautiful."

"Good morning Josh."

He smirks and leaves the bathroom and goes to the kitchen. I have to get ready as soon as I can. I put on more cover up than usual because of the damage done last night. I put on some light gold eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara. I look in my closet and pick out a pink flowy dress with my white toms. Josh use to love this dress. I step out of the room and go into the kitchen. I notice Josh is sitting at the kitchen counter top and he has set me out some food. I decide not to sit down and eat... I'm going to be late to my English class because its across campus. 

"Ill be back later this afternoon Josh. Bye."

With that, I was gone and I was running down the staircase hoping he doesn't change his mind about letting me leave to go to class.

I reach the parking lot and begin to walk to my class. I notice I am limping because of Josh. I feel everybody's eyes on me when I walk across the green grass and I begin to pick up the pace and I arrive to my class and go inside. I see one of my friends named Liam and he gestures for me to take the seat behind him. 

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Im sitting in English class and the door opens. I see a boy with curly brown hair, green eyes, and loads of tattoos enter the room. I already like him. I love, what most people call "bad boys". I think that is the main reason I am in such an abusive relationship with my bad boy back at the flat. I see him look over at me and I quickly look back down at my paper. I can feel him staring at me. 

"Class. This is Mr. Styles. He transferred into this class for the semester. Mr. Styles you may go find a seat."

Good thing I picked the side of the room that most people were on for once, there are no seats around me that he can sit in. I usually don't sit near people because I fear they will see my bruises.

I didn't want Mr. Styles sitting near me. My goal is to ignore him and pretend like he isn't here. That's impossible. He's beautiful. Oh shit. He is walking this way. 

"Move." I hear him say to the boy in front of me. 

Liam scatters out of the seat and bad boy Styles sits right in front of me. Right before he takes his seat he winks at me and I feel myself blush. Great. Now I have to sit here the whole class staring at his curls.

This is going to be fun.

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Hey Everybody! This is my first fanfic and I hope you like it! I have a great plot for it and I can't wait to get writing!! Please share this with any of your friends! Hope you liked it! xx