Am I Good Enough? (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Murder

Harry set me down on the bed. "What was that for?" I asked. He just shrugged. I playfully hit him. "Well, since we're up here, lets play spin the bottle!" He said  "With only two people, nuh uh!" I replied. He said "Ahhhhhhh!" I just rolled my eyes.  "Harry, you are the biggest flirt in the world!" I said. "They don't call me that for nothing!" He said.  "Harry, I'm bored!"  I said. "Ok! Let's... er...go on a date!" He said. "To where?" I asked

"Um, the mall! I can buy you stuff!" He said

"No, Harry! I don't want you to buy me stuff!"

"Too bad!" He was already halfway out the door. I followed him to his car. I got in, and he started to drive to the nearest mall. We got there ans he got out and before I could open my door, he opened it for me. I strpped up and he grabbed my hand. We walked into the mall. 

"Where do you want to go first?" He asked.

"i don't know, i've only been here once, with Eleanor, and I don't remember which stores she bought me into," I said '"How about ambercrombie and fitch? You're tiny enough to fit into their clothes," He said, but he was already dragging me in there. "I don't know my size!" 

"That's ok, you can try them on in the dressing room". I just rolled my eyes. Why do I let him bring me places??? The world may never know.  i picked out some shorts, skinny jeans, and shirts, and Harry picked out some. He put them in my arms and i went to the dressing room. He waited outside the door, but I saw him trying to sneak a peek every so often, which earned him  a slap every time I came out to show him. "Man, you're abusive, like your father," He said. I knew he was joking, but Iblew up.

"Harry Edward Styles, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ABUSE IS UNTIL YOU'VE SUFFERED IT LIKE I DID! I WILL NEVER END UP LIKE MY FATHER!!!! I AM NOT AN ABUSIVE MONSTER AND MURDERER LIKE HE WAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" i said. Oh crap, did i say murderer out loud? I ran into the dressing room t oget the clothes, anbd then, deciding on which ones to buy, i dragged Harry to the counter and acted like nothing happened. Harry looked hurt.

"Oh my God! Are you, like Harry Styles????Ew, who is this slut?" It took me awhile to figure out that she was talking to me. Harry grit his teeth and said "This is my FRIEND Lanie, she's not my girlfriend, so no need to get jelly, but I'll let you know, if you hate on my girlfriends, like a lot of people did to Caroline, i don't like that, and that won't earn you an autograph or a date from me, ok, so shut. your. face!"  The girl looked shock, but she scanned the items. Harry handed her his credit card. Tears were streaming down my face, not because of that, well, that was part of it, but for my father and the lives he stole, too. It was wrong, and not to mention the years of abuse, too. We walked out of the store, and Harry decided to go home. We walked to the car, and got in. "Want to talk about?"  I nodded my head hesistantly. "I think i'm ready..." I started. "Well, my father was abusive, you know, but he was also mentally unstable.He would take women, and sometimes little kids... both genders, ages 5-16, and then young- to middle aged adults, and he would... rape them ,and then..... h-h-hang t-them, and I would have to witness it. He raped me, too, i'm not a virgin, you know. sometimes, he would make me join him and his victim. I would scream and whine and throw a hissy- fit, but that didn't stop him. He still made me. I didn't turn him into the cops because he said he'd hang me too. I'd become one of...them. I would die, and at the time, that didn't seem like a good option, because I thought of my whole life ahead of me, and the person I would marry, and the kids I would have, who wouldn't turn into a dousches. And I thought about me going into an orphanage. I heard about those,and I didn't want to go there, believe me, but now looking back, a box with square wheels would've been better than that hell. I was scarred. I'm afraid of closets, because I was locked in there when he would rape his victims... unless, he wanted me to join, i'm afraid of clowns because my dad dressed up as one to lure little kids..." I started to sob, but I went on. "I'm afraid of attics because that was where he would hang his victims, and sometimes if he ran out of room in the attic, he would put them in closets, hence another reason i'm afraid of closets, i'm afraid of birds because they would come into the attic and start to eat the decomposing bodies. I told you I was scarred by all those things, and now I don't think I'll ever forget about that. They haunt me, not only in my dreams, but it seems like everything reminds me of those things," I was crying uncontrollably now. We were at the house, and Harry took my hand, and we walked in.   

                                                                            HARRY'S POV   

 My god. That was intense. Poor Lanie. Ghosts are haunting her past.

"Haz, what did you do? Did she lose her virginity?"  Lou asked as we walked in.  She wascrying louder. Thanks Lou. "Shut up, Lou, you're making it worse!" Louis gasped and said "Did she?"

"Yes!" I said. Lou's eyes widened and Niall stopped eating for a moment. I shot them a look that said 'I'll explain later,' I dragged a crying Lanie to her room. I set her on the bed, and she settled down, and eventually she fell asleep. I walked to the room Louis and Niall were in. "Hey guys," I said. They immediately shot questions at me.

"Was she good in bed?"

"Did it hurt?"

"Why was she crying?

"Did she have an orgasm?"

"Did she think it was fun?"

"Where did you do it?"

"SHUT IT! IT WASN'T FROM ME! DON'T JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS, IDIOTS!" I was debating on whether I should tell them. I decided to ask Lanie. She was up when I came in. She was watching Cake Boss. 

"Hey Lanie, is it ok if I tell the boys?" She paused for a mont. She opened her mouth to speak, but shut it again. Her final answer was hesistant "I... I guess. It's better if you tell them so I won't have to relive it." She said. I walked out and headed back to the living room.

"Ok, guys. She lost her virginity to her father. He used to take people home, little kids and adults-both genders- and rape them and hang them afterwards. He would make Lanie join, no matter how much she fought, he still made her. He said if she ever told the cops, he would murder her, and she chose life over death, so she never told anyone but me, and now i'm telling you." I finished. Lou amnd Niall were shocked. Their mouths were hanging open, and they had pity in their eyes. Niall spoke up "Lanie's ok now, so should we tell the cops? She can't get murdered if she's with us, and Lanie can tell us the adress, and before he could even know it was us who turned him in, or the cops were even coming, he would be arrested. He's probably still doing it. too. It needs to stop. I highly doubt he cares that Lanie's gone. We can leave an anonomous message," (haha I have no idea how to spell anonymous) "We'll have to ask Lanie, i mean, it's her father, and she might still be scared of his threats," I said. Lou agreed and Niall said "I guess you have a point,"  "Oh, and don't tell the others unless Lanie says it's ok," I said. I went in to check on Lanie, and she was curled up with Billy Bob. They were both sleeping. I tried to get near her, but Billy Bob woke up and he hissed at me. So much for spending time with Lanie. I decided to watch t.v. with Nialler and Boobear. Spongebob was in. Great. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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