My Sweet Carolina-Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 1- A Change

Hello, my name is Chloe, my friends call me Chlo and I am 21 years old. You see this all started with me wanting a new beginning , a change. Little did I know that after taking my grandmothers advice I would find myself  in California as lost as I ever had been. My story is long and well sorta complicated, but trust me if you keep reading you will start to understand more about what I'm talking about. Here goes nothing...

I live in a small town called Clemson in South Carolina with my mother and father. I am an only child and my parents are always working to try and make more money for our family, like most parents do. But  because they are gone so often and have been almost my entire life I have always been Closer with my grandmother, I call her grams. She is always there for me when I need her most, for the good and even the bad..and trust me there are more bad times than there are good.

I am a junior in college and have a serious boyfriend, I guess you can call it that. We have been dating for almost 2 years and things have been pretty good, I mean sure there are some rough patches but who doesn't have any? It's part of being in a relationship. I guess I just never knew how rough it exactly was...

"Want to go to Jakes house later? He's having a party for the end of the year." Justin interrupts my studying. "I can't. I have to study. I've got a final in English tomorrow.Sorry." I say trying not to upset him. "Come on is it really that important to you? All of this studying." He says mocking me. "Yes it is and I really should get back to it before it gets too late. Maybe another time?" He looks at me and I can tell he is upset. "Whatever." Then he leaves slamming the door behind him.

I wish he would just understand that my grades are important to me and sure as hell more important than his friends party. It is a constant thing for him, partying and getting drunk, it concerns me at times because when he drinks, he drinks a lot. Justin is what they call a 'heavy drinker'. 

After studying for another hour I look over at the clock beside my bed '9:00'. I really should get to sleep a little earlier than usual just so I'm not exhausted when taking my exam in the morning. I close up my book and head into the bathroom so I can get ready for bed. After washing my face and changing into an old t-shirt I hop into bed, pull the covers up to my chin because it is super comfortable and look up at the ceiling. It took me a while but I soon fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

-4 hours later-

*bang* What the heck is that noise? I think to myself as the noise abruptly wakes me up out of my sleep. *bang* There it is again, it sounds like it's coming from the door. I contemplate getting up to answer it but I didn't know who it was and I'm sure whoever it was would leave in a few minutes if it wasn't important. Besides it's 12:00 in the morning what can be so important at this time?

I hear the noise a few more times but then it stops. It was relieving to hear it stop because that meant I could get back to sleep. But just as I start to close my eyes again I hear the door knob turn and a person is muttering my name, well more like slurring. Sure it would have scared me but the thing is this has happened before with Justin. Maybe I should think about getting that extra key to my dorm back from him so he can't just barge into my room in the middle of the night whenever he feels like it.

The shuffling of his feet continues until he reaches my bed. "Chlooo.." he says half out of it, of course he would be drunk. "What do you want Justin?" I say half asleep, longing to fall back into that peaceful sleep that I was just in moments ago. "I want..toooo..have sum funnn." I chuckle "Go back to your dorm it's late and your drunk." His face stiffens. "No." I hough while pulling the covers closer to myself. "Yes Justin come on it's 12:00 in the morning. I need to sleep." Without saying anything he pulls the covers off of me rather roughly, the cold air piercing my skin. "Justin stop." He jumps on top of me and tries to take my shirt off.

"Justin I'm being serious. Not now." But he continues to try and undress me while kissing me. "Justin stop!" I push him off of me as hard as I can, using all my strength and it worked. It's a good thing he's drunk otherwise I don't think I would be strong enough. "Did you just push me?" My eyes start to sting and I can feel the tears start to form in my eyes. "Please leave.. your drunk." His face turns red. "Stop saying I'm drunk. I'm not drunk!" I decide not to respond so he can cool off and hopefully leave. But I guess that wasn't the right decision. *smack* He smacks me across the face. "Don't ever push me again." He turns around and walks out of my dorm.

I sit there in bed looking at the ceiling with tears streaming down my face. Why does he have to be like this when he is drunk? It's not the Justin that I fell in love with 2 years ago, this is a drunk and evil Justin. The Justin I have been seeing more and more of lately.

After a while the stinging pain on my right cheek wasn't so painful and was tolerable enough for me to sleep. I can't stress about whether or not a mark will be visible in the morning or if I will even do good on my exam tomorrow because all I can think about is how I can get out of this relationship without upsetting Justin. That was the last thing I could think about before finally falling back to sleep.

Hey! So I have decided to write another story and it's a bit different this time. I hope you guys like it! I'll be uploading again later tonight so make sure to save this story to your library so you can see when a new chapter has been posted.