One Direction Preferences

2) How You Met

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 HARRY

You’ve had a tough week at school and at home.  You were a hard worker at work.  When you saw someone having a rough time at work you would ask whats wrong. They would have some kind personal problem and have too many things on their hands at work.  You felt bad and would ask to take some things off their hands like taking some of the work.  You would always get it done on time.  You didn’t mind.  You were known at work as the person who did anything.  Some people would fake their problems so you could just do their work.  You didn’t mind that much.  Everyone loved you at work.  

Nobody knew you had your own problems at home.  Your boyfriend of six month was your main problem.  He would come home drunk and start hitting you.  No one knew.  You covered your bruises with make up.  You would stay up and work on your co-worker’s work while your boyfriend was passed out on the bed.  You would sleep on the couch every night.  You didn’t leave your boyfriend because he was always there for you.  You didn’t get paid enough to pay bills, feed yourself, and have a home. That’s why you’re with your horrible boyfriend.

On Friday, you were free from everything.  Your work and everyone’s work.  Your best friend, Jazzy asked  you to go clubbing with her.  You agreed right away.  You didn’t need another night of crying.  Jazzy only knows what is happening at home.  She’s the only one you trust.  She promised she wouldn’t tell anyone.  You went home and say your boyfriend wasn’t there.  You were glad, if he saw you getting ready, you two would get into a fight.  The end always ending with you crying yourself to sleep, and your boyfriend sleeping peacefully in the room.

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You finished getting ready.  You did some finishing touch on your make up.  On time your friend came by and picked you up.  You were so excited to have a night out away from the stressful situations in life.

“I’m so glad you decided to come with me (Y/N),” Jazzy said parking and getting out of the car.

“I’m glad I came,” you said getting out.  The both of you walked into the club.   You could see this night going well.  Once you walked in, all eyes were on you.  You thought you were looking awkward or weird.  You quickly walked over to the bar.  You ask for a drink and chugged it down.  You would keep drinking and asking for more.  You were pretty soon intoxicated.  Someone “Sorry I’m not interested,” you said slurring.

“You sure about that?  We are dating,” the guy said.  Your eyes went wide and inside you started freaking out.  You turned to face the one and only, your boyfriend.

“Umm..Hey,” you said quietly.  You were scared of what was going to happen.

“You should be at home. you bitch,” he said.  He raised his hand and was about to slap you.  You closed your eyes ready to face the pain.  You didn’t feel it.  You opened your eyes and saw you boyfriend lying on the ground.  He was knocked out cold.  It looked like he was dead.

“Don’t worry he’s not dead,” you turned to the guys who was speaking.  You looked him up and down.  The guy was quite fit.  You also noticed he had an accent.  British maybe? 

“Thank you, but you didn’t have to,” you said looking into the guy’s eyes.   To you, his eyes were mesmerizing.

“But I did.  I couldn’t let that jerk hurt a beautiful girl like you.  What he said cause you blushed, which caused him to chuckle.

“How about I drive you home?  Tonight has been pretty tough including for you,”  he said. 

“I don’t know.. I don’t even know your name,” you said smiling at how kind he is.