Chapter One
It hurt. Really it did. But I blinked away the tears, the second they showed. And yet, Alex still saw them, since he was smirking in triumph.
Mental note: Don't cry in front of him.
"Paris, stop being such a cry baby." He spat, smacking my face again. I moved towards the bed slowly as he watched my every move. And then he left without another word.
So that's how I got here. I went into the bathroom to examine my face to see the damage, only to see a bruise forming on my right cheek. Great. Going back into the room, I picked out different pajamas, fuzzy pajama pants that had cat faces all over them, with a white pajama shirt that had a big cat face in the middle, and undergarments, before making my way back into the bathroom and stripping off my clothes.
I turned the shower on, testing the water, before jumping in and just thinking. If I had known that Alex was going to beat me, I wouldn't of ran away with him. I wished that I never left my home for him. He was after all the love of my life and he did claim that he was 'never going to hurt me.'
I snapped out of my thoughts when I realized that I hadn't washed anything yet and the water was getting cold. So, I squirted some shampoo into the palm of my hand, and washed, scrubbed, and rinsed my hair. Lathering up some body wash into my washcloth, I washed everything.
After rinsing, I started shaving my legs. I finished up by washing my face and shaving my underarms. Turning off the shower head, I squeezed the water out of my hair before stepping out of the tub, and drying off quickly. After, I got dressed, I towel dried my hair, and brushed my teeth.
I made my way out of the motel bathroom and slipped into the bed, covering up. Closing my eyes, ready for some sleep, I had one thought on my mind before drifting off into a deep slumber.
Tomorrow ill take my money and move out, leaving Alex behind.
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I woke up to an empty bed, obviously, but still got up and got dressed into black leggings with a black tank top and a black and purple cardigan. After dressing, I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Then I brushed my hair, placing it into a ponytail.
As always.
Once I was finished, I pulled out the money from the jar, and stepped outside into the cool yet warm air. Jumping into my car, I started it up and pulled out of the motel and made my way down the road, looking for a flat.
A one bedroom flat.
Ill pay Alex back the money he made but I just need to take a break from him. He just needs some time alone. Once he changes, ill take him back. Definitely.
Finally, I found a perfect size flat. Not to big but not to small. Just perfect. It was next to a HUGE one though. Parking the car on the side of the road, I got out and made my way to the for sales sign, ready to call the number. After dialing the seven digits, I pressed 'call'.
"Hello?" A guy answered after three rings.
"Hi. I'm Paris Hudson, I was just wondering if you could meet me at the flat that you have for sale here in Manchester?" I asked in my polite British tone.
"Oh! Yes. Ill be there in a few." He said before hanging up on me.
Well that was rude.
Sitting back in my car I waited and waited and waited for him to come but I guess the time hates me since it has only been like 15 minutes. Suddenly, the person who lived in the huge flat came out. He had brown curly hair and a pair of black skinny jeans along with a white tee and a leather jacket over it.
All and all, he was sexy.
Paris just shut up.
Knock knock
The sound made me jump out of my seat but then I realized that it was the guy who was selling the flat, knocking on my window. Getting back out of the car, I smiled politely at him.
"Hello, I'm Paris." I said holding out my hand.
"Why hello Paris, I'm Jon Andrews and ill be selling this flat. Would you like to buy it?" He asked me.
"Well how much money is it?" I asked.
"6,369£." He told me and I grinned. Just enough.
Handing him the money, he handed me the key and then he was gone. Shrugging, I made my way up to the door, unlocking it and making my way inside. Everything was empty and it all seemed just perfect for me.
Instantly, I loved it.
I shut the door behind me, making my way throughout the place. It was all just so pretty and I couldn't wait to buy new furniture and clothes. I still had money left so I could spend as much as I wanted.
As I was examining the master bedroom, there was a knock on the front door. I made my way back towards the doorway, but when I opened it, I saw the guy I was checking out earlier, smiling at me.
"Hello. I'm Harry Styles, and you are?" He asked me, holding out his hand.
I took his hand in mine, ignoring the sparks I felt, and shook it. "I'm Paris Hudson." I smiled politely.
"Well I guess you'll be seeing a lot more of me since I live just next door. See ya around, neighbor." He winked before walking away leaving me standing there wide eyed.
Sighing dreamily I closed the door. Time to get a move on.
And I was off.
A/N: Hi guys. So I'm truly sorry if this story is stupid and I'm sorry if I'm slow on updates. School is seriously slowing me down and stuff so yeah.
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