Moments || Harry Styles

Chapter 18

I scrambled to get my clothes back on and threw Harry's cloths at him. I clasped my bra back on and put my hair in a bun because I'm sure it looked horrible.

I told Harry to go into the bathroom and change into his clothes pushing him in there. Who was here anyways?

I heard the pounding again and ran to the door. I opened the door to see an all to familiar face at the door.

"What the fuck do you need Niall?'' I growled.

"I just came to get my shirt I accidentally left it here Jesus calm down!" He said putting his hands up in defense.

"Fine but make it quick I have company. Ya know you can't just barge in here with even calling or texting me." I shouted as he ran up towards my bedroom to get his shirt.

I just hope Harry doesn't come out in this moment I would die.

And as if on cue Harry comes out of the bathroom as Niall just stepped down from the last step. I hate my luck!

I stood there as Harry glared at Niall and Niall glared right back. This was totally awkward the guy that fucked me under the influence and the guy I was just about to fuck.

Wow! That makes me sound like a whore! {I'm not}

"Niall what the hell are you doing here?" Harry growled.

"I could ask you the same Harold!" He fired back.

"I asked you first. Answer the goddamn question you bastard!" Harry shouted.

Woah. I have never seen two people this mad at each other in my life.

"I came to get my shirt. Now answer my question why are you here? And why with 'her'?"He said pointing a finger at me and saying 'her' with disgust.

"You know she does have a name and we were talking." Harry said as he pulled my waist to him.

I looked up and smiled at him he can be so cute when he isn't being a douche. He looked down and smiled back at me.

"Well did your little girlfriend tell you we just fucked like yesterday." Niall had sunken that low. Wow.

I walked over to Niall who had just opened his mouth about to speak but my hand connecting with his face made him shut up. I slapped him harder than I did any other person.

"What the fuck was that for you little bitch!" Niall shouted at me as I made my way back to a smirking Harry.

But just before I got there Niall grabbed my wrist again. Ahh! I am so done with this boy at this point.

I turned back around to see the the fuck he was touching me. I opened my mouth but before I could get a word out his hand connected with my face.

He slapped me. And harder than I did him.

He let go of my wrist and I fell to the floor wincing in pain. Childhood memories flooded my brain when my dad would hit my mom.

I was only two when he started hitting her. He was also a drunk but mom told he that he loved me anyways. But when ever she would do something wrong or speak he would hit her.

A few years later my grandparents took me in after CPS took me away from the house. The first three or four years were fine I was around 14. But on my 15 birthday they started hitting me. The day I turned 18 I moved out and away from all of my family. I moved to England and have been living here for three years now.

I snapped back into reality noticing that Harry was at my side looking at the bruised cheek.

"Look at what you did to her Niall!" Harry said as he stood up.

"I didn't do anything she didn't deserve." Niall said as he looked Harry right in the eyes.

Wrong move Niall.

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[Authors Note: So this chapter is cray like so much happened and that's just a little back round stuff on Katie's life I guess. Idk but I can't believe Niall hit her! I can't! and what will Harry do next? Keep Reading! TYGSM! ily😘😘🇬🇧]