Bruised [ΞNarryΞ]

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Niall Horan

Niall walked into his apartment and locked the door behind him, sad that Matt was not home from work yet. Niall had a job, but he called in sick so no one would see the bruises on his temples and jaw, which he had covered in foundation before he went downstairs. He had go down to ask the doorman, Mr. Yaser Malik, a question.

Niall went and layed on the couch, bags under his eyes from lack of eating. The last time he ate was an apple slice a week and a half ago to sustain himself. Starving himself had not been his idea, at first. It was Matt's. He had told Niall that to stop being so obese was to stop eating. Now Niall only ate half a cracker or sipped some juice to sustain himself. Niall didn't want to die. He just hated his body.

Niall yawned, the lack of sleep effecting his body. Niall would stay up most nights gagging himself in the bath room untill he would vomit bile. He brushed his teeth alot more because he didn't want the enamel on his teeth to be destroyed from it's constant exposure to his stomach acid.

Niall stood from the couch, clearly bored. He wasn't allowed to watch the telly, becaused it put money on the cable bill. He wasn't allowed to eat, because he was fat ad because it would be selfish of him to eat all of the groceries. He couldn't do anything, because he was afraid Matt wouldn't aprove of it.

Niall had no friends to text or call. He had no phone to text or call on. That cost money, and all the money that he earned went to Matt, because Niall didn't deserve it. Matt had authority over every bit of Niall's life, because that was how Matt liked it.

Matt. Niall loved Matt, loved him so much he was blind to Matt's abuse. Niall was very oblivious to Matt's actual self. In Niall's fantasy, Matt loved, protected, and cared for him. In real life, Matt was an arsehole using Niall for a punching bag and an object to mock.

Niall sat around for about an hour until he decided to go down to the lobby again. Surely Matt wouldn't be angry if he waited for him. He stood and exited his apartment, grabbing a book before he left. He walked down the stairs slowly and took long strides to get downstairs faster, even though he stumbled more.

When he finally reached the lobby, he sat on a couch and read, waiting for Matt to come home.

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