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BMS abusive boyfriends

Niall- niall and you have always been close siblings, but niall was terribly over protective of you. You and your boyfriend Jason have been going out for 6 months now and you already live together. Niall never really liked him but he understood you had feelings for him so kept his opinions to himself.
Niall and you were currently watching TV at his house and cuddling as you wanted to spend time together when he's not touring. Niall was rubbing up and down your arm and your long sleeve top got slightly caught on his finger so it went up a bit, niall didn't pay any attention but you did, you hastily moved it back down then shot your eyes back at the TV.
"Y/n whats wrong?" niall asked pulling your sleeve up again revealing the various hand print bruises and cuts.
"Y/n what's this?" he spat fuming with anger "w-who did this to you"
"No one" you shrugged it off as you kept your eyes glued to the TV.
"No someone has done this, who" he shouted almost.
"No one" you said tearing up and curling to a ball in fear of him hitting you like Jason always does
"Y/n I'm not going to hurt you... is this Jason's handprints" he said slowly. You paused then nodded. Niall stood up then left the house not saying a word.
Around 2 hours later he came home with a car load of boxes.
"Ni what's that?"
"You're stuff, I dumped that idiot for you and called the police" you paused not believing your ears, the thing that had troubled you for 4 months gone, the issue you had constantly on your shoulders vanished.
"I love you ni" you smiled jumping up and hugging him.



Harry: you and harry were playing tennis and you had just won,
"Loser!" you shouted throwing your tennis racquet down and jumping in victory.
"Alright" he mumbled in defeat, but his smirk turned to a straight face.
"Y/n"
"Yees" you smiled still jumping.
"C'mer" you walked over and he grabbed your wrist and pulled your shirt up slightly revealing your stomach and all the bruises.
"What. are. those" he spat
"Oh nothing" you said pulling your top down again and tucking it into your leggings so it wouldn't go up again.
"Who did that?" he said realising they were handprints. His eyes widened as did yours when your phone went off in your bag, making harry recall who is could be.
"It's y/b/n, isn't it" he spat again, which you nodded slowly to as you teared up. "Get in the car, you are dumping him now and I'm giving him a piece of my mind."



Zayn- you and zayn were at a family Christmas party and you were there with your boyfriend, you two have been going out for 6 months and he started abusing you on your 4th anniversary.
"So how's touring" you asked zayn
"Good a little boring on the buses sometimes but--" he was cut off by your boyfriend grabbing your waist were a cut was from the other day was.
"Hi darling, we should go now" he whispered in your ear,
"Erm" you hesitated but he squeezed the cut making it bleed again, "yes, bye zayn" you said hastily walking off with your boyfriend Marco.
"Come on baby" he whispered pulling you faster to the car by your hair.
"OI!" zayn shouted
"What mate"
"Let go off my sister" he yelled punching him hard in the jaw making him let go of you and you fell to the ground,
"C'mon" zayn mumbled as he picked up the weeping, bruised mess that was you. Zayn ran off with you in his arms to take you to the kitchen as your mother called the police after seeing everything.



Liam-you and Liam were shopping one day to catch up and your boyfriend had told you to be back by 4 but you hadn't seen liam in ages so screw him, you're seeing your brother wether your boyfriend wants you to or not. Even if he hits you. Liam is more important.
"Who keeps calling" liam asks after the 12th call from James.
"Oh James but don't worry, I want to be with you, anyway how's--" you asked but were cut of by your phone ringing again.
"Just answer it" liam laughed
"Okay" you suddenly got nervous, you gripped your phone as your voice shook
"H-hello" you said
"Y/n you are meant to be back by now" he shot at you.
"I'm with liam"
"WELL LIAM'S NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND!" he shouted. so loud even liam could hear
"I know but I haven't seen him in-" you defended yourself
"I don't care y/n, get home now! I'm getting mad now" he said a little calmer but you knew he's gunna hit you at home, liam grabbed your phone and shouted
"Listen buddy, don't tell her what to do, we haven't seen each other in almost 2 years I'm not surprised she wants to see me"
"Well listen mate I'm her boyfriend and she does as I say"
"No she doesn't"
"Yes she does, and she knows very well what the consequences are." liam widened his eyes and looked at you.
"Does he-- " he said with a shaky voice
You nodded submissively and looked at the ground
"Listen you absolute prat you don't deserve y/n and damn right you won't be seeing her again."



Louis-You and your brother louis went ice scaring as louis was back from tour, louis knew about your boyfriend Michel but he thought you two were happy together and he didn't know he abused you.
"Go y/n! You've got good at this" louis laughed
"Yeah I've been practicing you said proudly.
"I could tell by the bruises on your legs" louis laughed.
"How did you tell?" You said a little nervously as they weren't from ice skating.
"Your leggings are quite see-through"
"Really?"
"Yeah aha"
"Any way how's tour?" You said trying to change the subject.
"Good how's Michel" he replied
"G-good" you hesitated
"What does 'g-good' mean?" Louis mimicked
"Nothing" you mumbled looking at your feet
"Those bruises aren't from ice skating?" Louis said quietly.
"No" you said quietly braking down in tears
"Come here" louis said holding you tight "were going to call him now and I'm going to give him a piece of my mind" he said sternly