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#54 He Hits You in an Argument (Part 2)

#54 He Hits You in an Argument (Part 2)




Niall:

He texted you and called you, begging you to come home again, apologizing because he hadn't meant to, he didn't know what happened, etc. Eventually you gave in because you honestly missed him, so you packed up and went back home. You hadn't even reached the front door when it flew open and Niall came running out, nearly knocking you over with his tight hug. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" he repeated over and over again, kissing all over your face and your hands and any part of you that he could reach. The monster he'd been that night never returned.













Harry:

Two weeks later, the cabinet was still missing it's glass and acting as a harsh reminder of the incident. Harry had been very careful around you since then; he was making sure not to move too fast or else you would flinch away from him. You'd barely spoken to him since then and he was beginning to think that maybe that was the ending of your relationship.












Liam:

You fell asleep curled up in bed, the covers drawn over your head. You were scared to leave the room the next morning when you woke up. What if Liam was out there and still mad? What if he tried to hit you again? For hours you stayed there, awake and panicking about what you should do, until finally there was a light knock on the door that nearly made you jump out of your skin. "Y/N, I - it's me." His voice was tired and apologetic but you'd heard that before and you wouldn't fall for it this time. "I'm such an asshole, I know that. I don't know why I did that last night, I just - I can't apologize enough and I know that. I know that you probably don't want to forgive me or let me back in after this, so just please don't stop loving me." His voice cracked and your heart broke, reaching out for him while your mind was keeping you in the bed. Eventually your heart beat out your mind and you quietly walked to the door, cracking it open to see Liam slouched against the wall next to it, looking up at you with tearful eyes. "I'll never stop loving you, Liam Payne."












Louis:

No one saw Louis for a couple days. That left you and Zayn to explain why he'd run away, resulting in everyone being disappointed in the two of you. Louis showed up at last a week later, standing on the doorstep and waiting for you to come answer his knocks. It was 7 o'clock in the morning so it took you a while and when you got there he pushed inside, "Zayn here?" "No, he's not here, Louis. There's nothing going on between he and I. Where have you been?" He explained it all to you as he made himself breakfast and then, "So what exactly did happen with Zayn?" "Just one simple kiss that happened purely by accident." He nodded, seeming to accept it now that he'd had a week to calm down. His cool fingertips pushed some hair away from your face and you flinched as they brushed over the sore spot where he'd hit you. "Sorry about that, love. I was aiming for Zayn's face, not yours."













Zayn:

All of that resulted in a concussion, so a few hours later you were sitting in the hospital, both of you having to come up with an explanation as to what had caused it. Zayn had wanted to tell them the truth, but you knew that would just make them think that it was possibly a regular occurrence and the media would surely get hold of that information somehow. Even with the concussion, you managed to concoct the story that things had gotten way too rough in the bedroom and the headboard just wasn't very soft. Luckily, the doctor bought that excuse and he just told Zayn to maybe tone it down a bit next time.