Harry Styles Imagines

(14) - abuser

abuser part 1

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"Oh hi Fred! Yeah, same usual place. Obviously. A new friend? More than alright, your friends, my friends.", Steven laughed, one hand on the steering wheel and the other held the phone against his ear.

Olivia wondered what the same usual place was.

"Happy, girlfriend?", he slapped his hand against her clothed thigh.
She barely nodded.
"Why are you not wearing a dress?", he asked calmly and that made Olivia believe that he'd finally changed.
If not for her, then for the people around.

Maybe they should go out more often.

"I asked you, why dear Olivia. Do you need an invitation to answer my questions, love? Hmm.", he tightened his grip on her thigh, and that made her shake her head.
"Then why?!", he screamed, slamming the hand that was on her, against the steering wheel.

"Y-You d-didn't tell me-", she tried to defend herself.
"You should know that! Damn it.", Olivia apologised for something that she didn't do wrong. As usual.

"Well, you're right.", he suddenly said, calmly once again and Olivia turned her head, that was once staring at the view from the window, to look at him in confusion.

"You don't even have the body.", he laughed and the view outside gained Olivia's sad and depressing stare.
"Your fat thighs would just-", he laughed, shaking his head.
They finally arrived at the, same usual place, and Steven parked his car beside his friend's.

"Now, listen carefully Olivia.", he turned to look at her, after waving and smiling to Fred and the other guy beside him.
"No expensive food. Nice salad that will help you, alright? Oh, and don't talk too much.", he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
"I'm doing it for your health babe and for my image. Be a good girl.", he kissed her lips and they got out of the car.

"Fred!", they hugged each other.
"Who's this fella, here?"
"Oh this is Harry. He's from England, the reason why his accent sounds weird.", they laughed and Harry slapped Fred's shoulder laughing lightly.
"Who's this beauty?", Fred nodded towards Olivia, who continued keeping her gaze towards the interesting pattern the pavement had.

"This.", he brought her closer and put an arm around her shoulder.
"Is Olivia. Met her in France, during the little trip I had, you know?
Made her mine and got back in America. The end.", he kissed her cheek grinning.

"How many years?"

"Oh babe, don't be so shy. My friend, your friend.", he laughed.
"Answer Fred.", Steven started saying it in a slightly aggressive tone, that only the girl beside him could hear.
"T-Two.", she stuttered.

Fred nodded smiling.
"Let's get inside.

Harry was the last one.
He let everybody enter before he did.

"Olivia, remember what I told you, alright?!", Steven hissed in her ear and the girl nodded as fast as she could.

They found a free table and with Steven beside Olivia and Harry beside Fred, they looked at the menus, and at all the dishes it presented.

Steven took the menu and placed it in front of Olivia's face.
"You take this. As I said, it's for your health.", she nodded at his quiet and calm words, but we all know that they were procated by the two guys sitting in front of the couple.

"Are you ready to order?", a waiter arrived at their table and politely questioned.
They all nodded and Fred started first with his order.

"I would like a medium-sized coke, a large hamburger and fries. Oh, and ketchup, of course. Don't forget the salt, please. It's very important.", he begged and smiled afterwards.