Moments Like These (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (Watty Awards 2012)

Chapter 47

"What are you doing here?" I said my voice coming out as a whisper and my hands trembling against the door

"I'm here to see you, my girlfriend of course" his rough voice slurred, I cringed at the smirk on his face and the mincing look in his eyes.

"Mark, we are over and have been ever since you started abusing me and sleeping with everything that moves" I said my voice raising and a glare over taking my face, he gave me a deep scowl

"We never broke up babe, you have been cheating me with that Styles kid!" he said yelling at me and taking a step closer so that his hot breath that stunk of alcohol was running down my face making me feel sick.

"I broke up with you by not speaking to you, you are a low life scum, you didn't deserve me, Harry deserves every  bit of me" I said looking at him straight in the eyes, suddenly his cold hand came in contact with my cheek, making me fall to the ground in pain

"Don't talk to me like that bitch" he screamed, suddenly there were feet going into my ribs, he was kicking at me and screaming

"you don't deserve me, I did nothing but be nice to your whore self!" he screamed giving me another kick, there were feet rushing behind me, and then I was picked up looking into Harry's green orbs, water falling from mine, Harry's eyes looked to Mark, and rage shot through  him, his body tensed

"love, go upstairs, I don't care what you say, I'm going to beat him until he's dead" he growled into my ear looking over at Mark again, then Harry kissed me on the lips, earning a yell from Mark, Harry let go of me and stormed off towards him.

"Why do you think you can come here, she obviously is done with you" Harry said, his nose almost touching Marks, he was clinching his fists and his jaw was set in a straight line, Mark let out an evil life

"she will always love me, she would choose me over some pretty boy that sings in a band" Mark said with a scowl "besides, she's only with you for the publicity, because she's an attention whore, she doesn't love you and never will" Mark growled taking a step further to Harry, I stayed where I was in shock, I tried to move but I couldn't

"You are her second choice, she doesn't see anything in you, she's just a bitch that you are using, but what you don't know is she's only using you too" he said with a smirk on his face, I wanted to punch him, kick him, scream in his face, like Harry read my mind he punched Mark right in the face and jumped on him, sending them both to the floor rolling around, Mark got punches on Harry causing Harry to punch back harder, suddenly the hotel door came swinging open and the police ran in, followed by all the boys and Nicole.

Nicole came running to my side, I was on my knees the cold floor sending chills up my spine. "Babe, are you alright?" Nicole said having me stand up, I yelped in pain clutching my ribs, but gave a small nod

"We heard all the yelling, and then thumping around, so Niall came to check on you and he saw Mark and called the police, there's an ambulance outside, lets go have you checked out?" Nicole said slightly dragging me to the door. As we passed the mirror hanging on the wall I saw blood dripping from my nose where Mark had hit me, and my lip was busted from taking some kicks to the face, I felt like I was back in time, when he use to do this as a daily thing, bruises would be hidden with make up, but I never could hide the emotional beatings.

"Lets get you checked out to make sure everything is okay, and then you can go and talk to the police" a petite woman dressed in paramedic clothing said as Nicole and I sat down on the bed inside, I gave a nod and waited for her to start cleaning the cuts.

About ten minutes later Harry was being dragged out by Zayn his arm slung over his shoulder, Harry looked broke, his nose was dripping more blood than mine, his lip was busted in three different places, and his right eye was closed shut, he came over and managed a small smile my way and sat next to me on the bed