Want You To Rock Me (Watty Awards 2013!) (1D Fan-Fic)

Niall

Your P.O.V

I was sat at home on a Saturday night, snuggled up in a blanket and watching a film on the T.V. I wasn't really paying attention to it though, it was so boring, and I couldn't concentrate on it either. Jordan was coming round soon and he was bringing another film with him. We were going to watch it together. Jordan was my boyfriend, I loved him so much. I thought he was the one, I thought that he would never hurt me, never do anything to upset me. I seriously thought that he was the one I was gonna spend the rest of my life with. There was a knock at the door and I quickly untangled myself from the blanket and ran to the door. I grabbed the door handle and pulled back the door to find Jordan standing there.

 "Hiya babe," I said as he barged past me and walked into the living room. He was looking round the room as if he was looking for something. "What's wrong?" He stopped looking and furrowed his eyebrows at me. He took a few steps nearer to me so that his face was inches away from mine.

 "What's wrong? I think you know what's wrong!" he screamed in my face as he started pacing around my apartment. He suddenly stopped and stared at me. "So go on then, where is he?" he shouted. I looked at him confused.

 "Where's who?" I asked, feeling a little scared.

 "You know who! Your little... 'playmate'," he said making speech marks with his hands. "I know he's been here, I know you've been cheating on me, there's no point in denying it!" he shouted as he walked back towards me. I took a few steps back but he quickly grabbed my wrists and pulled me up to his level. "What are you doing? Don't you dare walk away when I am talking to you," he whispered right in my face. I looked down at the floor as he continued to whisper abuse at me.  "Ergh, look at you, you're making me feel sick! You're a nothing, you know that? An absolute nothing, you deserve to go and die in a hole,' he whispered. I couldn't hold the tears back anymore. Jordan was gripping my wrists so tight that they were starting to go numb. "Aww, look at the crocodile tears, you really think that's gonna make me let go?" he whispered. I looked up at him and saw the anger in his eyes. He suddenly let go off my wrists and I fell to the ground and quickly looked at my wrists. They had turned purple from how tightly Jordan had been squeezing them. They were so numb. I looked up at him and he was standing over me with a smirk on his face. This was not the end of the abuse, I could tell by the look on his face. I scrunched up into a ball on the floor and shut my eyes tight, wanting it to be over before it had even begun.

Niall's P,O.V

It was such a lovely night and I was so bored so  grabbed my jacket and my shoes and decided to go for a little walk. I had my snapback on and it was covering most of my face, so I wasn't going to get noticed. I like just going for walks by myself, it helps me clear my head. I knew the area of London like the back of my hand so I wasn't going to get lost. I wandered around the streets for hours, it was nice. It was summer so it was still quite light out, but the sun was beginning to slide down the sky. As I turned the corner to a street I saw a bench on the other side of the road. My feet were starting to hurt a little so I crossed the road and walked towards it. As I got nearer to it I noticed that there was someone already sat there. I walked up to the bench and sat down. I glanced at the person next to me. I wasn't sure whether it was a girl or a boy because they had a hoodie on and the hood was up and covering most of their face. I leant forward a bit to try and get a better look of the person but they turned away from me and faced the other way, I just laughed. 

 "Aha, it's fine, I'm not going to harm you," I told them, they moved back round a bit but they were still facing away from me a little bit. They placed their hand down on the bench and they had lovely long nails covered in red nail polish. Definitely a girl. It was beginning to get a little bit awkward so I decided to try and break the tension.  "I'm Niall," was the only thing I could think of but there was still no answer. She turned around to face me a little bit but her face was covered by the hood. Her cheeks were tear stained and I could see some purple swelling on her hands. "W-what's wrong?" I asked her, hoping for a response. She quickly pulled her hands up and pulled her sleeves over her hands and pulled the material over the swelling.