LIAM: "I cannot believe you!" Liam yelled. "It's not like I let him Liam. He kissed me first!" I yelled. I walked in the house and started walking up the stairs when Liam grabbed my hand and yanked me backwards. "You better not go upstairs." Liam said between gritted teeth. I was scared now. I came back down the first two steps and slowly walked towards Liam. "Get over here," Liam said, "NOW." I walked faster and stood by him. "I don't know exactly what happened in that club, but it better not happen ever again. Do you understand?" He said looking at me dead in the eyes. I didn't respond. "Do you understand!!" He yelled. "NO. It's my life Liam. I can walk out of here just as easily as you can. I am not your toy Liam. I am a women. You don't yell at me like you own me you son of a Bitch!" I yelled. As soon as I said it I saw Liam's hand heading straight towards my face. He slapped me and I fell to the ground with a shriek. I held my hand over my cheek and stayed on the ground. I looked up at Liam who stared at me from above. Worry swept across his face. "I'm.. I'm so sorry." He said. He started to lean down near me and stuck his arm out. "Don't you dare touch me." I said. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. "Baby please. I'm sorry." Liam said again. He stuck his hand out again. "I said, don't fucking touch me." I crawled backwards away from Liam and leaned up against the wall. "You're a monster." I said. I got up and ran out the door leaving Liam kneeling on the ground.
NIALL: I stepped out of the bathroom ready to go to the club with Niall and the boys. I was wearing a tight, black, sequined dress that cut low at the front and revealed my whole back. It was cut short and just covered the bottom of my bum. I slipped on my four inch heels and looked at myself in the mirror. I saw Niall behind me. I turned around and smiled at him. "You like it?" I asked. "Take it off." He said. It took me a moment to understand what he said. "Excuse me?" I said putting my hand on my hip. "Take off the dress." He said. I crossed my arms and looked at him dead in the eyes. "I'm not taking it off. It's new. I just bought it, so I'm wearing it." I said walking past him. "Take off the fucking dress right now or I'll rip it off of you." Niall said. What the hell was his problem? He acts like I never wear short, tight dresses. "It's not going to happen Niall." I said as I walked down the hallway grabbing my wallet. Niall came in, spinned me around, and punched me in the nose. Blood immediantly started flooding from my nose. "What the fuck Niall!?" I yelled as I used my hands to stop the blood from pouring onto the newly scrubbed floor. Niall realized what he'd done and grabbed a towel from under the cabinet and held it under my nose. "I'm so sorry babe. I don't know why I did that." Niall said as tears started to fall from his eyes. "It's fine babe." I said. I didnt wan't to talk about it, my nose was in sevier pain. "Let's get to the club." I said grabbing the towel from Niall and holding it myself. "What?" He asked confused. "C'mon babe." I said walking towards the door. "I just punched you in the nose and we're still going to the club?" He asked. "Hell yeah. Ain't no bloody nose standing in my way of clubbing." I said with a smirk. We arrived at the club and I met Harry and Liam. "What the hell happened to your nose?" Liam asked. "I uhh..." Niall said. "I walked into a door." I said. "Ohh. Ouch." Harry said touching it. "Stop touching it!" I yelled. Harry frantically stepped backwards and put his hands behind his back. "Let's get drunk and have fun." Liam said. "Amen to that." I said back.
HARRY: Harry was having a late night at the studio so I decided to make some homemade dinner for him. I was just finishing putting his food on the plate when I heard the key turn the lock. I hurried up and sat his plate on the table along with a napkin, fork and a knife with a bottle of water. He walked in and put his jacket on the coat rack. "Hey babe! I made dinner." I said exciedly from the kitchen. "Not hungry." He said stomping up the stairs. Well that was rude. "The least you could do was not act like a four year old." I huffed. "What was that?" He yelled from upstairs. "Oh nothing." I said sarcasically. He came back down and leaned up against the wall. "You know I hate that." He said frustrated. "Nothing Harry. Go to bed." I said cleaning up the kitchen and picking up the food that Harry refused to eat. "No," He said walking closer to me. He grabbed the stuff in my hands and sat them down and made me face him, "What did you say?" Harry asked again. "I said the least you could do was not act like a four year old." I said again. I pulled my hands out of his grip and resumed picking up the mess. "Why would you say that?" Harry asked. "Because you're acting like a child Harry. You're in a band. Of course you're going to have to stay up late. It's part of it. Would you just grow up?" I said furiously. He gripped my shoulder and shoved me into the wall. Plates crashed to the ground breaking up into pieces. I was pierced all over my left arm from shattered pieces of the plates. "Ahhhhh, God." I yelled out. I reached my right arm to the back of my head to see more blood. I looked up at Harry to see him wide eyed and staring at me in disbelief. "Shit.." Harry said. "Yeah shit!" I yelled at him. "What the hell was that for? My God, Harry." I said. I struggled to get up so I used the wall for support. I looked down at the wall to see a patch covered in blood. I was bleeding out everywhere. Everything started to get blurry and I started getting dizzy. "Babe.." Harry said. I fell to the ground on my back and looked up at Harry. "BABE!" He yelled out. He reached for his phone and called the ambulance. "How could you?" I whispered. "I.. I didn't mean to!" He yelled out. Tears covered his face as he talked on the phone. Blood going everywhere, tears falling, and Harry screaming was the last thing I remember before passing out.
ZAYN: I woke up from a loud slam of a door. "Zayn.." I whispered. This is the sixth time Zayn has come home drunk. I walked down stairs to see him wobbling down the hall. He looked up and saw me advancing towards him. "Hey baby." He said groggly. "Hey Zayn." I said upset. I wrapped my arm around him and started to help him up the stairs. "What's wrong, love?" He asked. "Nothing babe. Let's just get you in the shower, okay?" I said looking at him. "But I wan't to know whats wrong." He said shaking me off of him and standing up on his own. "What's wrong?" He asked again. I sighed and looked up at him. "Zayn, I'm tired of this. You coming home late drunk to where you can barely walk, me staying up until two O ' clock to make sure you're safe somewhere. I'm tired of it Zayn. I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything." I said tears trickling out of my eyes. "I can do what I want." He said punching me in the arm. "Ouch, what the hell." I said yelling. He advanced toward me and kept punching me in the arms until he got tired. Of course it hurt, but he was drunk and I knew he wasn't ever like this. When he finished, I helped him upstairs and put him in bed. Morning came and I was down stairs making Zayn breakfest. Zayn came down and wrapped his arms around my wasit and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Hey beautiful." He said smiling. I giggled. "He babe." I said finishing up brekafest. Zayn wen't to the fridge and took out the milk and slammed it on the counter. "What the hell happened to your arms?" He asked frantically. I sighed. "Drunk Zayn hit me." I said putting the plates on the table. "What?" He asked again. "Drunk. Zayn. Hit me." I said again. He rushed over to me and checked over my arms. "I am so so so so so sorry." He said running his fingers over the bruises. "Ouch." I said. "I'm so sorry baby." He said again. "It's fine Zayn." I said. "No, it's not fine. I'm never drinkning ever again." He said. "Zayn.." I whispered. "No, I'm never drinkning again." He said sternly. He then began kissing ever single one of my bruises, two for each one.
LOUIS: "Hey babe." I said as I started waking up Louis. I was planning on a nice, relaxing day at the beach. I even packed a picnic basket! "Louuuiissss," I said in different tones, "It's time to get uuuppppp." I said excitedly. "What the hell women! It's my one day to sleep in and you're going to barge in here and wake me up? Who the hell do you think you are? Bsck the fuck off will you?" He yelled. Really Louis? "I'm.... I'm sorry." I whispered. "Yeah, yeah. Just get the hell out." He said rolling back over. All I wanted was a nace day at the beach and he yells at me for waking him up? I slowly walked towards the door tears rolling down my cheeks. "All I wanted was a nice, relaxing day at the beach do spend with each other. To have fun in the sun and swim until we get sun burned and all you want to do is sleep? What the hell am I even doing here with you? You're the worst boy friend anyone could ever ask for." I said walking out the door and slamming it behind me. I ran down the hallway and went and stood on the balcony looking out at the ocean. I was looking out at the sun when I felt something tug at my hair. "Get the fuck back inside you bitch. No one talks to me like that." Louis said pulling me by my hair back into the house. He slammed the balcony doors shut and turned to face me. "Do you really thnk you're going to talk to me like that and get away with it?" He started laughing and pushed me to the ground onto my back. "You're mistaken." He came and sat on top of me and grabbed both of my hands and stuck them under his bum so I couldn't move them. He then took both of his hands and slapped me in the face over and over and over again. I thought it would never end. He finally stood up and looked down at me. I rolled over and put my hands over my face. "Look at you. You're pathetic." He said. He kicked my leg and spat in my face and walked buck to his bed. I stood up, grabbed my bag and Louis' car keys and drove off.
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I don't believe any of the boys would ever hit a girl, but this is just a preference I put together. If you have any reqests please let me know and I will gladly make one. SEND IN SOME REQUESTS BABES.
~Katelynn
Updated December 25, 2013
