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He hits you Harry/Niall: Imagine for Olivia (part 2)

A few of you have asked for part 2 :D here it is! ~ Becca xx

Imagine for Olivia P2:

Previously...

"No Harry we're already broken," my voice was shakey and scared, "Let me go. You've done enough, I-I dont want you anymore." I buried my head into Niall's chest and before I knew it we were out of the door, leaving Harry behind.

End of Flashback (present day)

Olivia's POV:

Replaying last night in my head hurt me mentally more than I thought. I guess everything's supposed to happen for a reason right? It wasn't working out between us and last night was obviously a sign that it's time to break up.

I mean we can't be together if I don't even want to see him. I don't want to see him ever again after what he did to me but, and don't hate me for the way I feel but... I really want to see him. I really really don't know why! I feel this pull towards Harry that I don't think I'll ever feel with anybody else again. It's almost like he can lure me in, I don't know why, I don't know how but I feel like he can get me to do anything. I guess that's his affect on people. I hate it. I feel like we need to talk about what happened... Like, I want to know what he thinks about it... I'm so stupid! If I end up seeing him I know I'll give him another chance if he wants one! Urg!

With all these wierd emotions going on, the one I should be feeling is angry, oh and that I am. He doesn't have the right to hurt me physically in any way and I can't believe that he would go that far! To be completely honest, I'm quite glad Niall attacked him yesterday...

Niall...

Oh my god, Niall! He saved me! I need to thank him! Without him God knows what would have happened to me last night. I need to find him now.

I look around the small bedroom, that I had been placed in last night I'm guessing. The walls were a soft cream colour and the blinds and bed sheets were a deep purple colour, creating a warm, gentle atmosphere. A wooden desk and wardrobe sat peacefully in the corners of the room and a white door was stood directly in front of the bed. Where the hell am I? I've never been here before have I?

Before I could get out of the very comfy bed I was in, there was a quiet knock on the door.

"Olivia?" Someone whispered from the other side of the door. "Olivia?..." The round handle started turning slowly.

A head popped around the side of the door, pearing around the room before a pair of bright blue, yet tired eyes landed on the bed I was in. As his eyes studied my face, his messy bonde hair fell to the side of his head signalling that he had not long got out of his bed. He flicked his head quickly to get his hair out of his eyes.

He stepped into the room, walking over to the bed and sitting down on the end of it.

"Mornin'," He stated simply.

"Morning Niall," My voice sounded husky and rough. I smiled at Niall the best I could even though my face hurt so so much.

Before he could say anything else I signalled him towards me, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a hug. He instantly relaxed as he placed his arms around me and his head on my shoulder.

"Thank you so much Niall, you don't understand how thankful I am that you were there last night. Anything could have happened if you didn't turn up when you did so, thanks so much. Love you."

He froze as those two words left my mouth, so I pulled away to look at him. His cheeks had noticably changed to a darker shade of pink...

He looked me dead in the eyes, smirking slighty.