One Direction Preferences

#39 he finds out your dad abuses you

Harry: Your dad never hits hard enough to leave marks that you aren't able to cover. Last night he gripped his hand around your next, forcing you into the wall and choking you until you were gasping for breath. You've worn a turtle neck to hide the finger markings but Harry has insisted that he wants to kiss every unexposed part of you today. He pulls down your collar before you can stop him, his eyes widening in horror at the dark marks already covering you. Somehow he just seems to know and takes you in his arms, holding you as you let out every bit of your pain. "(Y/N), I will never let him hurt you again." He whispers in your ear over and over until the tears subside and you're sure of his word.

Louis: You've always played the tough girl but no one knew how weak you really were. No one knew that your dad abused you both mentally and physically every time you were in the same room. Louis has been noticing the cuts and bruises for a while but has yet to say something, afraid to upset you. Finally, he's opened his mouth one day when you got a black eye, visible even through the makeup you caked onto your face. "He hits you doesn't he." Louis states more than asks. You shrug it off as though it's nothing. "It's fine. I can handle it." You reply. Louis shakes his head though. "No it's not. I'm taking you home with me tonight and you'll stay there until he comes to his senses." He belts at you, suddenly becoming demanding an aggressive, something you'd always been but not weren't as you crumbled down into his arms, crying until there were no more tears left to cry.

Niall: This is the first time you've ever brought a guy home, nervous about Niall meeting your CEO dad. He's all work and no play, having specific standards that you must meet in school, social aspects, and even your appearance. As you sit through dinner you can see your father eyeballing you, chewing silently on his food. "(Y/N), I think you need to work out a little more and eat a bit less. Your waist is getting wider and I can see that double chin coming back." He said, arching one of his eyebrows at you. Your eyes fill with tears but you drop your fork, looking down at your plate full of food, unable to stomach anymore. Niall looks at your father seriously, his forehead crinkled and jaw tight. "She's beautiful. I don't mean to be rude but if you can't see that then you're a piece of shit father. She's gorgeous and I take her as she is." He says, his voice stern and professional. Your dad looks at him astonished as Niall walks over to you, taking your hand, lifting you to your feet. "Come on. Who wants this fancy food anyway? It has no taste. How about McDonalds? He says as he walks you from your house, shooting one last glance at your dad.

Liam: Having barely been able to escape from your father, you stumble to Liam's doorstep, the strength to knock hardly there. When he opens the door his jaw drops at you appearance just as you collapse into his arms, blacking out. When you wake you're in the bright room of the hospital, Liam sleeping soundly next to you. You stroke his hair and he shoots up, his eyes red and suddenly alert. "I'm so sorry (Y/N). I didn't know what to do. I was just so scared. The cops took your dad. I just didn't know what to do for you." He chokes. "It's okay Liam." You reply, thankful that you're out of your dad's hands and into the one's of a loving man.

Zayn: You've been doing a good job of covering your bruises since you started dating Zayn. Last night you received a harsh beating though, wincing when Zayn hugged you the next day. He lifted your shirt almost as though he already knew, his face reddening as fury coursed through him. When he took you home that night he waited for your did to get home, confronting him about hitting you and ending up in a brawl of his own. By the end of the night Zayn only came out with a black eye but dragged you from your house and abusive father forever.