One Direction Adopted Me, The Rebel Teen

Why?

When Niall found out I did weed with Ed, he flipped shit. I'm still grounded, and he's totally obsessed with making me a 'good girl'. Legit he searches my room, takes my money and my phone, has stopped paying for my dance classes, saying he'll pay for them when I stop being 'troublesome'. He sits down with me until I've done all of my homework- which takes about 4 hours because I refuse to do it everyday-, has threatened to move my school and has even gone as far as to ask me for my phone password so he can text Jason sayings it's over between us. I had to refrain myself from slapping him.
I keep my cigarettes on me now as they found all of my packets before, and I've been cutting down on how many I smoke a day. But then I've fallen back into bad habits with my self harm again. I'm cutting at least 3 times a week. No one knows. Not Jason, not Sam, none of the you tubers know. Not even Tyler who I have grown amazingly close with recently.
I walked into my walk in wardrobe after having a shower and got dressed into a really cute 'there's no way you woke up like that' white top and a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and a pair of studded black heels. I didn't put the heels on, I threw them out the window. I made sure my door was locked, yes I had purchased a lock recently, and climbed out of my window before I put my shoes on and ran out of the driveway before slowing to a walk making my way to Jason's house.
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"Luke and Patty are out today, so we got the house to ourselves." Jason whispered in my ear, his arms wrapped around my waist, his body pressing into my back. Instantly I was worried about him seeing my fresh cuts.
"Hmmm, can we not do anything like that today? Can we just cuddle today?" I mumbled back
"Of course baby." He said just before he kissed my neck and turning me around to face him so he could place his hands right under my bum and lifting me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I rested my head against his shoulder and I nuzzled his neck, kissing him just under his ear, making him moan out, due to it being his sweet spot. He was walking somewhere probably the living room due to the walls we had passed. Yep, I was right the living room. He sat down on the Sofa, me still having my legs wrapped around him, so I was then say in his lap, still facing him.
"I love you, Jason." I whispered in his ear
"I love you too, Beth." He whispered back. We spent ages like that, just cuddling and talking. Until I managed to fall off the sofa. What can I say, I'm a klutz.
"Oh my god, Beth you retard! Are you alright?" He laughed. I acted a whole load more upset then I actually was while I put my hand out for him too take and pull me up, whilst pouting about my misfortune. He did grab my hand, yet my sleeve managed to fall down, exposing my newly cut up wrist. He didn't say anything. He didn't do anything. He just stared. Eventually he let go of my wrist and stood up. To say I was scared was an understatement. I was fucking terrified. Yet he just bent down and wrapped his arms around my small frame, picking me up and cradling me. I didn't do anything except cry into his chest. We must have stayed like that for about an hour, Brittany had managed to find her way in between us though , however the next thing I know Luke and Patty are walking through the door, expecting me to be gone by now. When they saw I was still there, they slowly backed out of the room making me smile at their stupidity.
"Why?" He asked me finally, his voice cracking, symboling he'd been crying as well.
"The boys." I whispered back, now crying again. His face looked murderous
"I'll fucking kill them!" He fumed.
"Ed will as well when he finds out, same with the girls." I said, my tears ceasing.
"Does no one know?" He said, his eyes wide. I nodded. "Baby, please don't do this, I love you too much." He whispered, his eyes filling with tears.
"I don't know if I can stop myself any more." More tears filling up my face.
"Give me ten days. Ten days, ten reasons to stop. I'll give you a reason a day and if you still can't, then I don't know what I can do, I'll get as much therapy I can afford, I'll break one directions necks. I don't care I'll do anything." His tears were flowing freely now.
"Ten days." I whispered and kissed him slowly. And then my phone rang. I ended the kiss and looked at the caller id. Niall. Fuck. I answered the call and raised it to my ear.
"Where the fuck are you?" He shouted.
"Jason's." My voice trembling.
"You're grounded!" He growled
"Would you rather me sneak out to see my boyfriend who cares about me a shot load more than any of you or slice my wrist up again?" I shouted, suddenly angry. All I heard was silence. Not a peep from Niall.
"That's not true." He finally whispered. "I care about you so fucking much, and I never want to see you hurt ever, please don't cut again."
"Too late. If you hadn't been so into shouting at me for trying to make myself feel better, then I wouldn't have cut. I'm self harming again Niall, and I'm sorry but you can only blame you, Harry, Liam and Sophia for that." I hung up. "Ten days." I said to Jason before walking out of his house and towards mine.