*DISCLAIMER* None of the events involving Cecilia and Harry actually happened in real life. I do not own One Direction or any of the band members.. Niall, Harry, Zayn, Liam or Louis.
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"Baby, I said I was sorry." Ben whispered in Cecilia's ear.
She shook her head and tried to run away, but Ben wrapped his arms around her waist and kept her there in place
"Just look at me. Look into my eyes." He growled.
Cecilia began to panic. Ben was drunk. Completely and totally wasted. And if he was as drunk as she thought he was... he could try and hurt her again like last time.
"No, you prick. Listen to me." Cecilia yelled, freeing herself from Ben's tight grasp.
"Im leaving you, and there's nothing you can do about it. I don't understand how you think
you can go to a pub and get drunk and have sex with a ton of other girls, I just don't understand!
Goodbye Ben, you filthy git." She spat, and left the flat at once, not bothering to look back and
see his reaction.
She didn't know where she was going, and she knew she had none of her clothes, but there
was no way in hell she was going back into his flat. She decided it would be easier to just start
Cecilia started the car and drove away from there as quickly as she could. She knew from that point on, she'd never, ever return to this part of Bradford ever again.
6 MONTHS LATER
"SHIT!" Cecilia yelled as she removed her hands from the sink that was filled with soapy water and dirty dishes. To her horror, she saw a large cut on the palm of her hand, and it was oozing blood.
"MUM! COULD YOU HELP PLEASE? A KNIFE JUST CUT MY DAMN HAND!" She screamed, searching the kitchen for a towel. She found one and put it on the cut adding pressure, and it began to sting. Her eyes watered. She always hated blood. Cecilia's mum rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen with a large red first aid kit.
"Mum, is that all really necessary?" Cecilia asked, still holding the towel firmly to the palm of her hand. Her mum didn't answer, instead she unlocked the kit and and rummaged through it, searching for God knows what.
"AMY!" A deep voice yelled from the living room.
It was Cecilia's older brother Nick. He was probably the biggest git in town, but he was definitely the ladies man.
Cecilia never understood why Nick still lived with them. He's twenty-two, but definitely way too lazy to find a job or even have a decent relationship with someone.
"Nicholas! How many times have I told you not to call me Amy!?" Their mum yelled as she treated Cecilia's wound.
Nick ran into the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinets looking for something to eat. He pulled out a large bag of crisps from the cabinet and ripped them open. "Will you stop eating so much rubbish! You have a very awful appetite young man!" Amy yelled, still treating Cecilia's wound.
Nick shoved some crisps into his mouth completely ignoring what his mum just said. "The lads are coming over later and were going to watch a scary film, care to join, Ceci?" Nick asked, shoving more crisps into his mouth.
Cecilia shoke her head, then Nick walked back into the living room only to shout a second later: "Oi! Listen to what just came on the television!" He turned the volume up, and sure enough One Direction boomed through the speakers.
"You've got to be kidding me...." Cecilia groaned.
Don't get her wrong, she used to love One Direction, especially Harry Styles. But ever since they were exposed to pretty much the whole world, she found her reasons to dislike them more and more.
Harry, the pretty boy with dimples, gorgeous green eyes and lucious curly hair lived a few streets over from Cecilia here in Cheshire. She'd never really met him before, but she used to see him working at the bakery around the corner. She's always fancied him a lot, but never worked up enough courage to actually talk to him. Now, she couldn't despise him more.
|Harry Styles||as himself|
|Jai Brooks||as himself|
|Louis Tomlinson||as himself|
|Niall Horan||as himself|