Zayn (14)
For weeks your boyfriend would shove you into lockers at school and throw books at you. You wondered how no one helped you, you know all the teachers and students have seen. They are all cowards who will never help you. He calls you a worthless piece of shit, and he pulls you around by your hair. Him being a jock made him a lot more powerful then you, not to mention he was a year older then you. Whenever something made him angry he would take it out on you.
After school one day he made you go to his house with him. You were walking, every time you glanced towards your boyfriend then rage in his eyes seemed to grow more and more. As you were passing an alley way he shoved you inside and he followed. You fell down onto the dirt ground and he kicked you repeatedly. Your chest felt heavy and you began to cough violently. He was down on his knees punching you. You pleaded for him to stop, finally he stood up and kicked some dirt on you. As her turned to walk away he spat down on you. After lying there in pain for a good few minutes you got up to head home.
As you came through the door you shut the door as quietly as possible. "Why are you home so late? School got out two hours ago?" Your older brother Zayn asked. You slowly turned, figuring the way you looked would explain enough. "Oh my God! What the hell happened? Was it that asshole of a boyfriend you have?!" He yelled. You nodded and cried harder. Zayn stepped towards you and used the bottom of his shirt to wipe your face. He licked it then wiped away your mascara that was staining your cheek, then carefully wiped the blood from under you nose, your busted lip, and the other little cuts on your face. It stung a little, you flinched at his light touch. He pulled you in close and kissed your hair on the top of your head. "He will never hurt you ever again, trust me, you will never be hurt again," he reassured you. "He could've killed you, imagine if I wasn't home right now, you could be dead within months. Don't worry your going to be okay."
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Louis (17):
You tried to sneak through your front door, you knew Louis was home. He wouldn't like to see you like this, you didn't want him to see you. Your boyfriend had been beating you for a while, no one had really noticed. The bruises and cuts were easy to cover with makeup, and no one really cared enough to see. This time was different, you blamed yourself, but something else pissed him off. He didn't hold back, he beat you to a pulp. Thinking about what happened brought tears to your eyes that immediately started to flow down your cheeks. As the door creaked open you took a step in and as soon as you did 5 pairs of eyes landed on you.
"Oh my God [Y/N]! What Happened?!" Louis asked. You gulped, the other boys came with him home. You didn't really know them that well, you had met them once or twice before. "Was it that prick you're dating?" He asked.
You nodded and wiped away your tears, with them you saw some blood come off your face. You moved your eyes to the ground and your head went down with it.
"Where does he live? Me and the boys are gonna kill him, no one is ever going to hurt you again. I promise," Louis said. You told your bother where he lived and all the boys left you in the house alone.
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Harry (19):

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