In Love With My Bully - Harry Styles (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 9 - Dirty And Used (e)

Chapter 9

Dirty And Used

Maria's POV

'NO! PLEASE LET ME GO!' I begged. The stranger just punched me, once more.

'Shut up, you slut.' He said in a raspy voice. I didn't know who this was. I knew it wasn't Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam or Zayn. He bought a knife up to my chest. Thinking he was going to stab me, I closed my eyes waiting for the slender, cold metal to come in contact with my chest.

But it never came.

Instead it just ripped my shirt into two pieces, exposing my bra underneath. I then knew exactly what this man wanted.

Louis' POV

Oh God. What was I thinking? I shouldn't have kissed Maria. But I couldn't help it. She just so...so perfect. The way her hair falls perfectly past her shoulders. The way her blue eyes shimmer. But when we kissed... There were so many emotions. But she pulled away.

She pulled away.

It's not hard to tell the reason why. I have been bullying this girl for the last three years. I didn't even know if she had cheated on Harry. I just beat her up for popularity and the fear of losing my cool factor. She's probably gonna hate me even more now.

Just fucked up my chances. Great job Louis.

Maria's POV

I trudged my way to the small park. I walked by the small play area. Kids were laughing, squealing as they ran around chasing each other. The most worries they had were not getting the play equipment as somebody else was on it.

I smiled as I remembered how that was my biggest worry when I was 6. It was such a miniscule worry compared to the things today.

But I guess that's the beauty of growing up. It all turns out to be shit.

I walked for a couple of minutes, until I was at the very near the back of the park.

Maria aged 9

'Come on Haz! I need to get to my tree.' I said and squealed happily. Harry laughed at me. My tree. Harry, himself,  had named it that when we were 5. The leaves drooped low and touched the ground. You could go inside and it would truly felt magical. Like it was almost a fairy-tale.

'Wait for me!' Harry whined. It was my turn to laugh at him. I turned around to face him and giggled. Harry's face became serious and looked at something behind me. I turned to face that 'thing' but someone splattered me with water. I wiped my face and rubbed the water out of my eyes to saw Chris smirking at me.

'Chris you weirdo! Why would you even do that?' Harry screamed. He got really angry at Chris and I could see his fists were balled up. I put my hand on his shoulder, comfortably too calm down Harry.