My boyfriend Niall is the worst I hate him, but I love him. I think he is the worst because he hits me when he is mad or I do something wrong or even he does something wrong. No matter what happens I always get hit and I hate it obviously. Today is the day I'm going to try and escape. Harry is the only one who knows that this is happening but Niall doesn't know he knows. So Niall is home and he is raging. Oh joy (note the sarcasm). "Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?!!!" "Upstairs!" im actually in the kitchen so when he heads upstairs I'm going to make a run for it. I heard his footsteps bang on the stairs. Now's the chance to run. I ran as fast as I can to the door and just when I was about to ran out. A hand grabbed my hair and pulled me back. "ARE YOU TRYING TO LEAVE ME?!!!" "NO IM NOT I WAS JUST GOING TO THE SHOP!!" "SO YOU DECIDED TO LIE TO ME?!!" "I'm sorry. It's just so I could just rush out." "WHY?!" "No reason." He then slapped you. "DONT LIE TO ME. YOUR WORTHLESS I DONT KNOW WHY IM EVEN WITH YOU. I NEVER LOVED YOU!!!" "NIALL?!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER?!!" Niall let you go and you ran straight to Harry. "STAY AWAY FROM HER AND ME!! GOT IT?!!!"
