Goodnight and Go ✗ Harry Styles:

Live for today, plan for tomorrow, Party Tonight!

~ Harry

I felt myself staring intensely as Alaina came out, tears falling down her beat red cheeks. I wanted to know what was wrong with her, I wanted to get inside of her head. Did she really hate me? Or was she just trying to play hard to get? If it was the second one, It was definitely working. "What happened to you?" I asked point-blankly.

Alaina bowed her head and shook it like she was refusing to even speak. I took this as a sign of reject, so I opened my mouth to reply, but something she said suprised me. "He hurt me." She pursed her lips and sighed, an unruly strand of her golden blonde hair falling in her azure marble.

She glanced at me for one last time before, strolling numbly out of the school. Not even bothering turning back. Didn't she know we still had one more class left? I thought girls like her worried about things like this. She must be really torn up about this.

~ Alaina

Party Later, wanna meet up? xx your demon, bff Natalie.

My jaw dropped as I read the text message aloud.  She was back in town! I couldn't believe it, but why? The reason why she left New York in the first place was because of all the gossipmongers and parties, so why did she want to get involved with one? So many questions so little time.

Alaina: Since when were you in the social scene?

Natalie: Since, my dad gave me a credit card that I need to blow, duh!

I couldn't help but giggle at the last reply she sent, we always shared nice laughs. It was good to know I gained my friend back, now she could probably tell me what to do with Harry. We've been spending too much time together. I could barely stand it.

I quickly typed out a reply, and click the send button a grin illuminating my face.It's been so long, I even forgotten what she looked like.

Alaina: So where are you staying?

Natalie: At my old address, you do remember it don't you?

An apartment building on Glendale popped up inside my mind with a crack in the bottom left corner where her sister Phoebe tried to stab a squirrel. Ahhh the memories you hold with your best friend, they always remain.

Alaina: How could I forget? Crack in the bottom of the window, your moms crazy antics with your neighbors. Glendale is like my second home! xx

Natalie: Okay, I'll text everyone I know the deets, Now you missy need to find something extra fabulous to where! Who knows there might be a cute guy at the party! ;D 

Alaina: Find, I'll go buy something but promise you wont tell anyone If It's from a thrift store?

Natalie: Forget it, I have something I want you to wear! Just come over.

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I twirled around as I examined my body in a Michael Kors black cut-out dress, my legs appearing slightly longer and leaner than they ever have in my reflection and my butt curvier. "Is it weird that I'm actually liking this dress?" I hoaxed as I rubbed my shoulder where a purple shaded bruise was appearing.

"The answer to your question is no, you look incredible. The most beautiful I've ever seen you and you always look beautiful!" Natalie beamed, tossing back her ginger tress. Natalie was working a sleeve cut-out dress and peeptoe wedges that exposed periwinkle shaded feet. She always looked twice as good as me, but I never let that get to me. Jealousy was overrated.

"Thank you!" I winced as I checked out my bruise once more, It seemed to be getting worse and worse by the minute. I wondered if dad would see it, If he did maybe he would stop doing drugs. But he needed them, it was for his health....

"Oh my gosh!" Natalie gasped briefly as she caught a glimpse of my bruise. "How did that happened?"

I winced again as I reminsced the painful memory, that happened to be playing back in my head a million times....

- Flashback:

My eyes fluttered open slowly, an image being recreated as I opened my eyes. Where was I? Why was I even here? I blinked a few times just to see If the world around me was real. It felt like I'd been asleep for a thousand years. I rolled over, my shirt rolling up at the bottom revealing a few scars and contusions. When did this happen?

"Hello, lover." Alvin greeted from the desk, his shirt tucked in formerly and his shaggy dark brown hair ascew.

I scrambled to get on my feet, my realizations overwhelming me. He did something to me. I didn't know what but, he abused me. He had to touch me! I didn't have this scars and bruises before! I looked at him shamefully, my gaze landing towards the door. I needed to get out of here, before my worse nightmares became real.

I hurried towards the door and pulled it open, a few tears sliding down my cheeks as I opened the door. A curly-haired 5"10 inched boy stood afront of me, looking as confused as ever. Why was he looking at me? Like I was fragile and I needed help, because I didn't. I could figure this out on my own surely.

"What happened to you?" Harry inquired, staring straight into my eyes like he was seeing in my soul. But you know what? I wasn't falling for it. I wasn't a damsel in distress!

"He hurt me..." I murmured unfortunately before turning on the heels of my feet, and steering myself towards the door. I needed to escape this school and I needed to escape it now. I didn't want any Harry Styles bothering me or Alvin Amberlake abusing me. I just couldn't let him.