Right Now- Sequel to SOML

Fight?! The truth! And love

Cher's Pov

I quickly shut the door to my room and held Darcy close to me and sat criss cross on my bed. "Oh Darcy, why are men difficult", I whispered. My baby girl looked up and giggled. I smiled through my pained face. I got up and placed her on her little swing in the corner of my room. I then sat at the edge of my bed and huffed in defeat. Then Harry came in, "Hey love"! He greeted and kissed my forehead. I sat there, unable to tell him. "What's wrong babe"? He quickly asked. I sighed and patted the spot next to me on the bed. He gladly sat down. I looked towards the ground, "When you left earlier to talk to Simon, Zayn kind've poured his heart out to me and said he never stopped loving me. And then..."I stopped. Harry looked furious, he stood up and started yelling. I closed my eyes. "WHY WOULD HE DO A THING LIKE THAT?! OH, WAIT, OR DID YOU POUR YOUR HEART TO HIM. I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A..."He caught himself. I was boiling with anger, I jumped up, "A WHAT HARRY? TELL ME. BECAUSE I DIDN'T DO SHIT, I TOLD HIM THE TRUTH DAMNIT. AND I'D WISH YOU WOULD NOT YELL AT ME AND TALK TO ME LIKE A NORMAL PERSON", I seethed. His face went red and he stepped closer. "OK, I'LL SAY IT, I KNEW YOU WERE A LYING BITCH CHER. WHY ON EARTH DID HE DO THAT, OBVIOUSLY YOU SAID SOMETHING PRETTY INTERESTING BACK", he yelled. My eyes watered. "WOW! I'M A BITCH NOW. I DIDN'T TELL HIM ANYTHING THAT COULD HURT YOU, AND NO HARM WAS DONE. SO GO TO HELL YOU UNFAITHFUL BASTARD.", I yelled. He got even closer, "YOU WISH, YOU'D DO ANYTHING TO GET AWAY FROM ME WOULD YOU?! I SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT HIM SOMETIMES. BUT IT'S FINE, I LOOK AT OTHER GIRLS LIKE THAT TOO. AND SOMETIMES I DO EVEN MORE", he screamed. Darcy started crying and screaming. My eyes got glassy and tears poured down my face. He grunted and turned around and started walking away. I was choked up, but managed to tell him something. "WELL AT LEAST ZAYN WASN'T A CHEATING ASSHOLE", I yelled. He turned around and got in my face. "WELL AT LEAST I'M BETTER IN BED, PLENTY OF GIRLS KNOW THAT FOR FACT", he argued. I wiped my mascara stained cheeks, "Well he sure know how to treat a lady with verbal respect, and his kisses mean more. I mean I should know, he kissed me right before you got back", I said in a low voice. Harry lost it and threw me against the wall. He slapped me in my face, "You cheating slut", he yelled. *slap*. I cringed. "You two timing bitch", he cried. *slap*. "How could you"?, he staggered. Slam*. My face burned and my back hurt. I cried out. "Harry, please stop", I whimpered. "Why, you're a little whore. How long has this Zayn thing been going on"? He yelled. He didn't let me answer and he slammed my head into the wall.The anger boiled inside me, this is not the Harry I fell in love with. He was about to punch me in the stomach, but I dodged his fist and it collided with the wall. "Fuck", he yelled. He tried grabbing me, but I got him by the shirt and shoved him out the door and he hit the floor with a thud. I walked out and shut my door. I stood above him while he was about to get up and attack me again. I dodged his fist one by one. He was getting tired. "You may think you can hit me, but you will never, ever hit me infront of my baby", I growled. I grabbed his collar and dragged him over to the stairs and threw him down. He tumbled down every step. "How dare you hit a girl you dirty asswhipe", I hollered. I ripped my shoes off and threw them one bye one at him. "Fuck", he yelled dow stairs. I snickered. I walked down the stair case and my face collided with Harry's hand. I hunched over in pain. I looked at him. "I didn't even do anything to you Harry, Zayn kissed me", I screamed. I shoved him and he shoved me back. "You are a damn hoe, sluttying it up with my band mate", he seethed. He slapped me in the same spot as before. I hollered and grabbed him by his curls and push him on the couch and crawled on top of him and started smacking him upside the head and he hit back. We went back and fourth hitting and yelling. We toppled off the sofa and I was on top of him and I hit him in the gut. He shoved me harder into the carpet and flipped us over so he was on top. Then we both stopped. We looked at each other breathing heavy from fighting. He then did the unthinkable and kissed me, and I pushed him off my lips and slapped him. "How dare you, you abusive bastard", I said. Then I pulled him back and crashed my lips on his. Then he pulled away, "You fucking two timer", he growled. Then he smashed his lips on mine again. We were literally making out on the floor. He started sucking on my neck, and down my breasts. I moaned and arched my back. He brought his eyes to me, "You're mine, and only mine", he growled in between kisses. He cupped my face and I hissed. He leaned in and kissed my cheek, "I should've never layed my hand on you. You're my everything and I don't want to loose you", he whispered. I started crying. He whiped my face and sat me up. I put my hands on my face and cried. He hugged me and rubbed soothing circles into my back. "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm a horrible boyfriend and I deserve to die for hurting you", he whispered into my neck. He carefully pulled my hands from my face. I looked at him, "I would never cheat on you, I love you", I cried. He pulled me in his embrace, "I know, I'm so sorry baby", he cried.