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He hits you Harry/Niall: Imagine for Olivia (part 3)

Imagine for Olivia P3:

Previously...

I heard the door being creaked open followed by a very deep, very familiar voice ask...

"Where is she?"

Olivia's POV:

Harry. It's him. I know his voice anywhere.

"She's... Not here." Niall stuttered.

"You're fucking lying. Niall tell me where she is, I need to talk to her. Aah fuck... Please?! C'mon!" Harry begged, Niall obviously wasnt letting him through.

His voice is a lot different than it was last night. Last night it was cold and hard, it was evil and vile, but now it just sounds desperate.

"Niall get the fuck out of my way!" Harry shouted.

"Harry, let's just talk about this, just you and me because you don't seem to get it."

"NO! I need to see her! Fucking NOW!"

Shit.

"Harry. Stop. I understand you need to see her but think about how she feels! She won't want to see you!"

"And how do you know that dickhead?!"

"Because... I know her... and I know that she won't want to see you right now. Leave please." Niall spoke very sternly.

"You dont fucking know her! I do! She's my girl not yours so stop bloody pretending that she is!"

"Harry! What the fuck!?" Niall shouted, sounding absolutely horrified.

"You hit her! You kicked her! She's not yours and I can not BELIEVE for one second that you think she's still with you after everythinf thats happened! She has the right to go to the police about all this! She's not yours! Now get the fuck out of my house before I take you out myself!"

Silence seemed to fill the whole house, just like the fear that was starting to fill my chest.

*SMASH*

What they hell was that? Before I even knew what was happening someone was running upstairs. Oh no. Please don't let it be Harry. I dont know what I'll do if it is him!

I'm so scared of him. I'm shaking just thinking about him being downstairs! What if he comes in and starts hurting me again?

My hearts beating fast inside my chest, whovever it is has made it to the top of the stairs now, and I can hear boots hitting the floor hard as they're walking straight towards this room. Wait. Boots? It can only be Harry. Niall was wearing socks earlier not shoes.

What do I do?! What the fuck should I do!!?

Hide.

I sprinted towards the bed in fear and quickly crawled underneath it making sure that the covers were pulled over the bottom of the bed so that he cant see me.

The door crashed open causing a hinge to go flying across the room. Brown boots were pacing around the room, yep it's Harry.

"Where is she Niall? I'm not gonna ask again!" Harry shouted as Niall ran into the room.

"I dont know, she was in here..."

"Well then where the fuck is she now!?" Harry screamed walking towards Niall causing Niall to step back.

"I.. I dont know,"

"Niall if you're hiding her I swear I'll kill you-"

"She doesnt want to see you Harry! Don't you understand!? Get it through your head! She doesnt want to see you! She would have said if she wanted to see you but right now we cant find her so she's either ran off somewhere or she's hiding, she's scared Harry!.. Don't scare her more than you already have. I'll contact you if she says anything about seeing you. I promise but you need to go-"

"No Niall! I need to see her right now! I know I've been a terrible boyfriend, I wish I could take back everything, I'd take back every evil look, every disrespectful thing that I've ever said to her, every time I ignored her... I just wish we could start again! Niall you dont know how fucking desperate I am to see her! We need to find her!" His voice sounds desperate yet angry at the same time.

"Harry, you need to leave I'll contact you when I find her."

"Niall... I'm not leaving." Harry growled harshly. There was a wierd pause after that. It was about 30 seconds long. They were both just there not moving not talking just stood in the room face to face.

Should I get out from under the bed? I mean, Niall's here, he wont let Harry hurt me. If anything happened Niall would be there. He's always been there. Before I can decide what to do, Harry moved.

He ran to one side of the room, throwing around the furniture like it was rubbish, looking in the wardobe, behind the dressing table.

"Harry STOP!" Niall shouted grabbing hold of Harry's muscular arms and pulling him backwards. Harry lost his balance and fell backwards, hitting his head on the floor. He groaned loudly, squeezing his eyes shut and rolling onto his side.

He's facing directly towards me now and I'm praying he wont open his eyes. I moved back, further under the bed so he wouldnt see me, but of course my hands scraped across the floor making a squeeky noise causing Harry eyes to snap open.

He stared at me through the little gap between the floor and the bed sheet and his whole body relaxed. His eyes were glued to me, almost as if he was trying to figure out what emotion I was feeling. I'm extremely frightened and I'm guessing he can see that.

"Niall. Get out."

"Why?" Harry didnt answer, he just moved towards me, sliding on his belly and pulling the bed sheet up so he can see me more clearly.

Out of instinct I moved backwards even more, I'm basically pushed up against the wall right now so there is about a metre between us.

"I'm sorry." He whispered to me. "I'm so so sorry I caused this. If you could just give me one more chance, I'll be good to you, I'll treat you right, I'll never get drunk again and I promise," He squeezed his eyes shut to emphasize the word. "I promise, I'll never lay a hand on you ever again."

"Harry..." Niall warned. "You've seen her, now you can leave." He said sternly, walking over to the bed.

"Wait. I need to hear what she has to say." He looked at me intently. The loving look in his eyes is hard to miss and I know he's desperate for me to say something but I cant.

"Olivia... Please, say something." It was almost inaudiable he said it so quietly. "Please."

He's still staring at me, waiting for me to speak but I wont do it. I dont know what to say. He beat me. The man laying infront of me right now beat me. He left me there on the cold hard floor whilst I bled, bruises all over my body and he didnt care.

He moved his arm forward quickly to touch my foot, I wasnt expecting it and I started screaming even before he touch me. I flinched away causing him to flinch too and Niall was quick to grab Harry's leg and pull him out from under the bed.

"GET OUT." Niall cried and I think he's pushing Harry out of the door, I dont know I cant see. I can hear two sets of footsteps moving towards the door.

He didnt fight Niall this time. I think he's given up.

Sorry if I've made any spelling mistakes, I'm tired and I cant check if I have bc I need to go out now. Vote and COMMENT, I wanna hear what you think about this part.

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