Abuse (harry styles)

Chapter 2

*Stevens POV*

"God, why can't this little bitch leave me alone."  I say to myself. Yeah jasmine and I have been dating for almost a year, but I need someone I can just bang. Jasmine thinks you should make sure you love them, wait until marriage.
"Hey Steven, what are you doing Saturday?" My co-worker asks. Oh, how I love the office slut.
"nothing, why? are we still booked for the hotel? Or are we going to do something else?" God morgan is a babe
"I was thinking we could go to your place Saturday"  she says.
"what, am I going to say, just lie and make jasmine leave?"
"I think we can. Just tell her to to the movies" she smiles.
"I already got. that she's going to the movies Saturday" I smile.
"Great so Saturday at 7" she says smiling.
"Yeah see you then"

*Jasmines POV*

"Hey Sam, how's the tour?" I say, answering my phone.
"It's good, but we all miss you." I can basically hear her frown.
"when can you come back and hang with us all?" She ask. I could hear the boys practicing in the background. 
"In a month I think, we still need a little extra money I don't want all of the guys to pay for everything. " I say.
"Ok. How are you and Steven doing?"  I hear Michael tell her something but i can't hear what.
"I don't know, he's  been distant lately" I frown.
"Jas, just leave him. You know, ever since you two got together you and Harry haven't been talking." She says. After she says that, I seriously consider leaving him. Harry and I have been friends since kindergarden.
*flashback*
"Hi, I'm Harry" A 7 year old, apparently Harry says in a tiny voice
"Hi I'm jasmine." I smile. "Your voice is funny" I laugh.
" I know." He looks away. "Your my best friend now." before I can answer a curly haired boy hugs me. And all I can do, at age 6, is smile and shrug.
*Flashback ends*
"Hey I have to go, I'm going to look at the bills. I got an email from my bank account." I say.
"Alright, bye.  just remember what I said."  the call ended.
*2 hours later*
"Bills are all paid. 150 spent on a hotel room? I don't remember going to a hotel" I thought out loud.
"Probably what the email is about." I get the address and drive down
"Hello, welcome to the Hamilton inn. And sweets. How may I help you"
"Hi, I got a email from you saying that I spent 150 dollars on a room here. can you explain? " I show her my credit card, so she can confirm my name.
  "Oh yes,  a man came in here with a woman a while ago. would you like me to give you a key?" She says politely. Someone obviously hacked my bank account or something. 
"That would be lovely" I thank her when she hands me the key. The elevator stops on the 5th floor, I walked down the hall until I find room 5D. I opened the door and hear talking, or what seems like it anyways. I look around the corner and see him. but turned before they saw me. I ran out slamming the door and didn't turn back,when I got home I ran upstairs to my room and lock the door. Before I know it tears stain my face and I start sobbing.
I woke the next morning on the floor, I start debating to get up and talk to Steven or to just lay here. I laid there for a couple of minutes, then I heard the front door open I went to see who it was, of course it was Steven, coming home with a hangover and pissed off because the table has a mess on it. Because I was doing bills last night
"What the FUCK is this jasmine I come back from work to find this mess" god how much I want to cuss him out now
"I was doing work, unlike somebody" now I am beyond angry.
"The FUCK is that suppose to mean"  He yells. are you kidding me?
"I'm working my ass off when your fucking around with the office slut, Morgan" before I can wipe my eyes from all of the moisture that has somehow built up, pain stings my cheek, and I hit the floor.