DARK ONE DIRECTION IMAGINES

LIAM DARK IMAGINE (requested)

For NiallSyndrome23

"Bye, Kenya!!" My friend yelled from her car, as I got out and drove off.

I smiled and walked up to our door, getting my keys out from my back pocket.

"HI K!" All the boys said at the same time. I waved and walked up the stairs to put my stuff away.

"Everybody wanna take her heart away, couple billions in the whole wide world, find another cause she belongs to me"

I heard the boys rehearsing downstairs, I changed into a pair of shorts and sweater.

I walked downstairs and sat on the couch and watched them. Liam, kept looking over at me, and gave me a look.

My eyebrows furrowed together, not understanding why he was looking ate like that. He motioned down to my leg.

I looked down at my leg, seeing a bruise, slowly fading away.

"Hey, guys lets take a break. Yeah?" He smiled as the other guys nodded and sat down.

"Kenya, can you come help with this?"
I got up and walked to kitchen. "Whatcha need help with babe?" I asked, sitting on the counter.

"What's wrong with you?!" He said, loud enough to sound upset but still quiet to where the boys couldn't hear him.

My head tilted, as I looked at him clueless. "What are you talking about?"

He grabbed me by the shoulder, pulling me closer to his body. "What if they saw that bruise!" He pushed me back, causing me to groan because the counter top corner dug into the bottom of my spine.

"B-but they didn't.." My voice came out quiet. "Did I ask you if they did or didn't?"

"No!" He answered his own question, his hand grabbed my chin making his grip tighter and tighter.

"L-liam, y-your hurting me.." My voice came out shaky and scared.

"Ohhhh, am I?" His grip tightened. "You thought I actually cared." He smirked, and pushed me up against the corner harder causing me to wince.

"We've talked about this before and you continue to act stupid and do it again, you know what your doing.." He brought his face closer to mine. "Go change.." He held my chin and pushed me out the kitchen roughly.

"Oh, Kenya! Are you okay baby girl?!" I watched as he helped me up. "You look tired.."

He smirked and snaked an arm around my waist, we walked up the stairs and into our room.

He closed the door with his foot, pushing me up against the door, hand still on my swelling chin.

One punch to the stomach. Two punches to the stomach. Three punches to the stomach. And so on..this went on and on and on.

Couple years later, the boys started to catch on. They called the cops on Liam. He pleaded to they boys to get them to bail him out. He got life sentenced.

Twice a month we visited him. Yes I said we. Couple months ago I found out I was pregnant. Surprisingly all of the hitting didn't damage me from having our beautiful daughter.

Everyday she would ask why is daddy where he is. I never found the words to say though..

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This wasn't my best. I hope you liked it though ❤️❤️ sorry for the lame ending! 😭