Bruised [ΞNarryΞ]

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~Niall Horan~

Niall looked up at his attacker through tear filled eyes, pupils dilating even though the same thing happened daily in his own home. His boyfriend, Matthew, was drunk and angry again. Niall did nothing to stop Matt's fists from striking him. He just hoped his groans of pain and sobbing did not wake any of the other residents of his apartment building. He especially didn't want to wake Mrs. Styles, the little old lady who lived under their flat.

Niall began sobbing in fear and pain ,again, as Matt slammed him against the floor after punching his nose with a crack, most likely breaking Niall's nose, again. Matt began yelling at him again for bleeding on the ground. Niall quickly apologized for this and tried to explain that he would stop bleeding if Matt let him stand, which led to more yelling and punching. Matt yelled at Niall, telling him he was fat, ugly, anything that Matt subconsciously knew would hurt Niall.

And it hurt Niall. So much to the point of him crying angry tears, after Matt had passed out, and pulling his own hair, thinking it was his fault Matt thought those things of him. He broke down, screaming insults at himself in his head, until he fell asleep on the floor from the exhaustion of receiving a beating.

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~Harry Styles~

Harry looked at his grandmother's apartment building as he walked across the crowded street, smiling at the sight. His grandmother, who he called Nan, had lived here since the early nineties, around the time he was born. He turned to look at his two best friends, Louis and Liam, who were walking slower than him.

"Hurry up! Nan won't wait up forever!" Harry said, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for his friends to cross the street. "Well I'm sorry I couldn't carry your bags faster, along with mine." Louis replied, annoyance in his tone. "I wanted to make sure we would get there alright." Harry looked at Louis with a small scowl as the other boy laughed at his ridiculous excuse. "Both of you shut it!" Liam said as he reached the side of the street the other two lads were standing at. "Go inside."

Harry eagerly went indoors and almost ran to the front desk, stopping himself before he ran itno a small blonde boy. "Sorry." Harry said as he turned back to his friends. Louis was sitting on the couch in the lobby, dramatically fanning himself, as if he dying of heat and exhaustion. Liam was looking at the blonde boy in front of the desk with sad eyes. Harry ignored Liam's questionable actions and went to sit by Louis, who threw the bags at Harry. "I'm not carrying those up the stairs." Harry scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion. "We're taking the elevator, idiot."

"Nope." Louis said as he limply pointed at the elevator, which was marked 'OUT OF ORDER'. Harry sighed and turned around to Liam who was now standing by the stairs. "Are you two coming? Nan's waiting."

All three began walking up the steps to Harry's Nan's apartment, when the blonde boy, who was a flight above them, stumbled and fell down. Liam and Harry hurried to the boy, who groaned and slowly stood, while Louis grabbed the bag Liam dropped and headed up to them. The boy was only bleeding from a scratch and he stood, mumbling he was fine to Liam and continued upstairs. Harry and Liam looked at each other, curious, when Louis walked up to Liam and pushed his bag into his arms. Louis began walking to their floor again, the other two following a moment later.

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Connie gets the dedication cause she's the sarcastic mudafucka.