Prologue

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"God, Natalie you're so STUPID!" Jason, my boyfriend, yelled. I had spilled some wine on our carpet and he flipped out. I cringed, anticipitating the hit. 

He pulled me down to the floor by my hair and demanded I cleaned it up and threw a rag at me. I scrubbed until my fingers cramped and it left a small stain. When Jason saw it wouldn't come out he yelled at me and then slapped me across the face and got some more hits. He stormed out the flat and I slowly got up, wincing. 

I packed my things and by the time I had all my stuff in a duffel bag he had come back, I quickly hid it under the bed and sat down normally. 

"Hey, Nat..." he said softly.

"Hi," I whispered. He sat down next to me, kissing my bruised shoulder. 

"I'm..sorry."

"You're always sorry," I muttered.

"I-I know, but hear me out, it won't happen again."

I've heard this a million times, but I didn't care, I wasn't falling for it. By the time he was asleep, I left. I quietly dragged my duffel bag from under the bed and escaped. I started up my car and headed to my best friend Harry's house. Harry Styles. 

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