Remembering Sunday (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Bella's Point Of View

HOW

IS

THIS

HAPPENING.

I'm currently sitting on the couch in One Direction's dressing room, and I'm panicking and I have no idea why.

I'm probably going to embarrass myself in front of them.

And Eric.

Oh god, I'm going to get hit even more and harder after this.

Great.

Just what I needed.

But I need to change. I refuse to talk to One Direction in these slutty clothes.

I stand up, and yelp from pain. I push through it, and open the door to make sure nobody is coming down the hallway.

If One Direction saw me changing, I would be so embarrassed. Oh god, I don't even want to think what would happen if they saw me like that.

I didn't see anybody so I closed the door and grabbed the clothes from my bag and quickly changed.

I looked in one of the mirrors in the room and saw that I looked a lot better.

Oh crap.

My tears from crying has taken away some of my makeup and some bruises are showing.

Crap crap crap.

I scrambled through my bag and saw that I forgot to bring any makeup.

Great. Just my luck.

My vision became blurry and I choked back a sob.

Why did this happen to me? Of all people? What have I done to have this happen to me?

I sank down to my knees and started to cry into my hands.

Why, why, why?

KNOCK KNOCK

I took my face out of my hands and wiped away some of my tears.

"Y-Yes?" I whimpered.

"Love? Is it okay if we come in?" I heard Liam ask.

I stood up and walked over to the couch and sat down.

"O-Of co-course, it's your r-room."

The door opened and all if the boys walked in and sat around me on the couch and on chairs.

"Are you okay? We heard you crying..." Liam said, trailing off.

I nodded.

"No your not." Harry muttered. I looked up at him and he had his arms crossed and was staring at the wall, his face full of anger.

"I mean, look at you. You just got beaten and we can see bruises under the makeup you cried off. Stop saying your okay when your not."

"Harry, stop it." Zayn growled.

Tears glided down my cheeks and I stared at the floor.

"Ignore Harry love. What your name?" Louis asked.

"Bella Cameron." I said, wiping away my tears.

"Who was that guy you were with?" Niall asked.

"He's my boyfriend, his name's Eric." I told them.

"How long has this been happening to you?" Liam asked softly.

"Just today." I lied.

Why am I lying to them? Oh that's right, if anybody finds out, Eric will hurt me more.