Sweet Disaster

Emma's P.OV
"You think your life is complicated?"

"Actually, yes I do," I say turning around only to find that no one was there. What the heck! Ugh. Now I'm hearing things too. Great. Just great. Oh crap, I'm going be late. Okay if I run than maybe I'll make it.

-10 mins later-

"Hey babe. Sorry I'm late I.. uhh I had to help my mom with some grocery," I say nervously not wanting him to get mad at me.

"Oh don't worryyy about itt baby. Comee on in! Toodaay is a speecial ass day," he says slurring his words while winking at me.

"Matt.. Are you drunk?" I ask, stepping into his house.

"Pffttt.. maybe juust a bittt. Itss okay though, we'ree stiill gonnaa haave our fuun." The way he said that ne sentence made chills run down my back.

"What are you talking about? Watching movies isn't that fun. Maybe you should sit down. I'll go get you some advil and water, how does that sound?" I say trying to walk away from him. For some reason his presence is making me feel really uncomfortable.

"Oh yoou and I booth knoow I wasn't taaalking about waaatching movies. Also, doon't talk to me likee I'm a child," he glares at me.

I do not like what this date is turning into. Every step he takes towards me, makes me step backwards.. Well that is until I hit a wall. He knows I'm not ready. He knows that I want to wait and I don't understand why he keeps trying to change my mind. In fact, the way he's looking at me doesn't draw me towards him, it makes me want to run out that door but I know it's too late. He takes his hand and puts it on my neck causing me to get confused. If he wants to try something on me why doesn't he just do it.. Why is he taking his time? His grip around my neck starts to get tighter by the second.

"Matt I--I c--can't br--eath." I said gasping for air

"Good. That's the whole point you dumb bitch. I gave you everything.. I was the best boyfriend ever. Never asking for anything but now.. Now it's time for you to repay me for being so generous."

At this point I started to see black spots and my head was starting to hurt due to the lack of oxygen. Oh my god! This is it. I'm going to die. I'm going to get killed by my boyfriend..

"Speak you stupid slut!! Are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way? I'm giving you a choice," Matt yelled while loosening his grip on my neck.

"No Matt! I'm not going to let you do this. You can't force me into anything. My parents will realize I've been gone too long, they'll call the cops. You'll go to jail. Just listen to me, we can sort this out.. don't do anything you'll regret." I say trying to convince him what he's doing is wrong but half of me already knows that he has made up his mind. I got to do something..

"Don't tell me what to do," he screams in my face, "The cops won't find out because you will be going home but not before I have my way with you. Obviously, you've chosen the hard way. Oh well.. The hard way is always better for me anyways. Oh and don't you dare think about telling anyone about this. You don't want to know what will happen if you do." He whispers into my ear while he squeezes my neck one last time before throwing me onto the sofa. Yup, that's going to leave a mark. He can't be serious.. I mean how many girls could he have done this to! We've been together for 6 months he couldn't have been doing this to other girls while he was with me, could he? The very thought makes me want to barf. I've always read online about girls getting abused/raped by their boyfriends and I'd always think 'how stupid are they?' They could've gotten out, they could've asked for help but I guess now being in the same situation I know that asking for help would be the last thing going through their minds.

"Who the hell do you think you are? I should've known better. You always put me down and made me insecure about myself. I should've broken up with you when I had the chance. You're nothing but a dirty pig who uses girls for his own advantage but guess what douchebag. I'm not going to be one of those girls," I could just feel the anger build inside me giving me confidence I've never had before. I stand up and start to walk away until he grabs my hand and pulls me back.

"Oh don't give me that bullshit. You should've known better? Uhh yeah you're the one who stayed with me even though I criticized everything you did. You know why you stayed? CAUSE YOU NEED ME. You've become dependent on me," he says while twisting my hand causing me to scream.

"Save your breath, you're going to be doing a lot more screaming later on. I'm getting another drink. Do. Not. Move," he throws me back on the sofa and slowly walks into the kitchen. Deep inside, I knew he was right I was scared. I was scared that if I left him than no one else would want me. I didn't always think like this, before I got with Matt I was pretty confident, most of all I was independent. After I got with Matt, I started to become less confident and started to depend more on Matt because he told me that I would never find anyone if I left him and that we're meant to be, after a while I started to believe him. I look down at my hand and see that its starting to swell up. Shit I need to get ice on this. I try to move my hand but it only causes me even more pain

I see him coming back to the living room but I keep my head down low. He sits beside me wiping a tear that I didn't notice I shed.

"Don't cry, you look ugly when you do," Matt says while taking a sip out of his drink

I can't take this anymore. I've been through so much crap in my life and never stood up for myself but I'm not going to let him walk all over me. I stand up and try to get away when I feel a sharp pain in my stomach. I fall to the ground clutching my stomach. Looking at my trembling hand, I see blood. I start to cry even more, how am I supposed to get out of here when there's no way out? I didn't even notice him get a knife. Matt pulls on my hair and drags me across the floor practically shoving me into the wall. I lay there for a minute noticing that he hasn't tried to hurt me. Maybe he feels bad and has stopped? Slowly, I get up with great difficulty and turn around to see him standing there with an evil smirk on his face. I knew at that moment this wasn't going to end well for me.

-At Harry's house-
Harrys P.O.V
"So, Harry what are the plans? What are we going to do on the first day of our break?" Louis asks.

"Well I'm about to go for a walk. I'll be back in an hour or so, than we can go to the bar and party our asses off"

"Alright sounds like a plan." Louis says laughing.

Walks always help clear my mind when I'm stressed. I can't believe I'm finally home.. I finally get to go to my favourite park and chill with no distractions. Good thing paparazzi don't know we're here yet. Management gave out false information, saying we're going to our homes next week instead of today. I'm grateful for that. While walking down the sidewalk towards the park I see a girl, I can't see her face and she can't see mine because I'm walking behind her but I'm hoping she isn't a fan the last thing I need is people finding out who I am. Maybe going to a park where kids and teens come to wasn't such a great idea! Oh well. I put some distance between us so even if she turned around she wouldn't be able to see my face clearly unless she has really good eye sight, than I'm screwed.

"Shit, she stopped walking.. aahh what do I do? I cant stop walking too, that'll look weird but I don't want her to see my face while I walk past her" I whisper to myself. I was still trying to think of a plan when I hear her say..

"AAHHH why is my life so complicated?"

Before I could stop myself I say

"You think your life is complicated?"

Oh shiittt. What did I do? SHIT SHIT SHIT. Ok there's a bush, maybe if I hide behind it she won't notice me. As quick as I can go I hide behind the bush just in time. I cant hear what she said but she looks confused so I'm guessing she didn't see me. She turns around and starts walking away. What has gotten into me? I can't even imagine what would've happened if she had seen me. I can see the headlines "The famous Harry Styles tells an innocent fan off." The fact that media can exaggerate the truth and get away with it sickens me. Well, at least she didn't see me.

"Thank God!" I say loudly while continuing my walk towards the park.

Notes

There we go. Unfortunately, I didn't get as many votes and comments I had asked for but I was too impatient to care so here is the second chapter. Hopefully, its not as boring as my first one. So the guy was Harry all along. Hehe! I'm sorry if it's a bit confusing. :| I'm trying my best.

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