Niall's POV:

I have decided to give Harry another chance, it's not his fault my fiance is hell-a-good-looking. I probably would have done the same thing.
Liz loves me, she proved it when she said 'yes' to marrying me. Not to mention she says it all the time. I want to do something that will let her bond with my side of friends and family. Maybe I'll invite my family over for like Game night or whatever and break it to them slowly. I mean, I don't they they will refuse it. They know I love her and that she loves me. I'm almost 20 years old and She's 18.

Liz wants to go see her father, she doesn't want me to go because she knows what will happen if I do. Her dad will be all over me and he is usually drunk a lot of the time from what Liz tells me. I just want her to be safe. So I'm sending Paul and I'll be in the car waiting for something to go wrong. We're going tomorrow at 11. Just to see if he's okay.

Louis's POV:

After Liz said that her father was looking for her, I decided to do some investigating and turns out he's a drunk, a bum, a loser. I don't want her around that and neither does Niall, I'm sure. Eleanor said she will talk to Liz because she just needs some girl time from spending all her spar time here with me, Harry, and Niall. Especially Harry. They're going to go shopping after she comes home from talking to her dad.

Eleanor's POV:

I like Liz, she's a good person. Her father is going to ruin that because I've seen it happen before. Abusive, Lou didn't say he was but I would just guess from Liz being as tough and aggressive as she is. I've talked to her a little bit but over two years I haven't seen much of her. Sure, we dance back stage at the concerts and go out with the guys, but I think she needs some one-on-one time with a girl without the boys around disracting her from talking about girl things like periods, purses, the boys, and what it's like being ENGAGED! God, I am so happy for her. I wish Lou would propose to me like Niall did to Liz, that would be sweet and romantic. But watch, he's going to completely embarass me and pull me out on stage for things to be thrown at me while he asks me to marry him. Oh, it sounds so like him. Anyway, I'm going to try my best to be the best girlfriend to Liz I can be.

Liz's POV:

I driving to my dad's house. No Paul, no Harry, no Niall. Just me and my dad. Hopfully he isn't too drunk. I pull into my old driveway. The one I pulled into so many times from school, karate, and training. I open the door to see dying bushes and flowers that used to line the house. I put my key in the door, I don't know why I kept it but I did. I opened the door.

Trash, and old bottles lined the walls. "Are you kidding?" I whipsered to myself.

"Liz?" My dad called, he was drunk and I could tell.

"Hi, Daddy." I called into darkness.

"Worthless shit, what are you doing here?" He asked closing the door and opening the fridge to get another beer.

"Don't you think you've had enough?" I asked walking over to him, touching the hand that was on the door.

I looked at it, then within seconds I was on the floor. Cheek red and blood coming from my head. I sat up to see the window open and the door kicked in. "Daddy?!" I yelled.

"We're in here, Liz." I heard someone yell.

"Harry?!" I couldn't believe this! "How did you know I was here?" I asked touching the blood that was running down my face.

"I was going to bring him to see you, turns out all he wanted to do was hurt you." I looked at the couch, my father was unconscious with blood on his hands.

"Harry, you're bleeding!" I ran over to him, touching his eye and lip. "My dad gave you hell didn't he?" I asked.

"My hell was walking in and seeing your father hitting you in the face with a glass bottle." He said cupping my face and wipping the blood off my face.

"Harry..." I said looking down.

"I know, you're not mine, you're Niall's. I just don't understand, why him?" He said lifting my face up to meet his.

"Harry, it was all a matter of how you came onto me." I said holding his hand.

"What do you mean?" He said with a sigh, looking me straight in the eye.

"Harry, you acted like all you wanted me for was sex. Niall wanted me for me... not my ass." I said pulling him down the hall.

"Oh..." He said following me.

"This was my room." I said walking into my old room that had been seriously neglected. One Direction posters on every wall, they covered everything.

"So the 'not knowing who we were' was all an act?" He said pulling down one that had his face on it. I might have kissed it a coupe of times leaving lip-stick marks all over it. "And you...liked me?" He said looking up at me.

"I liked the idea of you..." I paused looking up at the ceiling that had leaks all over it. I sat down on my bed. "But I liked that one more." I said pointing to the picture of Niall.

Harry didn't pay any attention to me. He walked over to the bed and traced the headboard. "What's this?" He asked picking up my razorblade.

"Nothing," I said quickly taking it from him and holding it in my fingers, the way I used to when I used it.

"Liz..." Harry said shocked. He picked up my hand and turned it over to see the scars from the open wounds. "Why?" He asked.

"Because of the thing you walked in on. My dad hits me. Hit...me." I corrected myself. "When I walked in, instead of hugging me and asking how things went, he said 'worthless shit, what are you doing back?'... after all these years, I believed him. I wasn't worth anything." I said holding back tears.

Harry pulled me up and hugged me. "No one deserves that, where's your mom?"

"Died right after I was born." I sighed into his chest.

Harry's POV:

Son of a bitch, I should go out there and slit his throat. No one hurts Liz, I don't care what she did. You don't hit girls. Ever. "Liz, I'm so sorry!" A tear rolled down my face.

"That why he did it, you know." She said pulling away from me, I clung to her. "Because I killed her. Don't tell Niall, I don't want him to see all this."

"Why? Why do you do that?" I asked, "Don't tell him this, don't tell him that. I can sing, but don't tell. My dad beats me but don't tell!" I let her go. I pulled her into the bathroom, a shattered mirror lined the wall. "You see this girl?" I held her in front of the mirror.

"Harry, don-"

"She is the most beautiful, strong, talented girl I have ever met! She doesn't deserve to live this way, and Niall deserves to know the truth." I whispered. Another tear came rolling down my face. She wasn't looking at herself, she was looking at her scars. "They are only there to show you that you can, and will, make it through any and every thing life throws at you.

She turned and kissed me. "Liz!" I gasped between kisses.

She pulled away quickly, "oh my god." She said even quicker. "uhh!" She ran out of the bathroom.

I heard her scream, "Ah! Harry!"

"Liz!" I charged into the living room. She was on the floor, her father standing over her.

"Oh, is this your boyfriend?" He kicked her in the stomach, she doubled over in pain.

"Liz!" I dove to the floor, her dad grabbed my shirt, "Look, I don't know what she did, but I'm sure it wasn't worth this. Tell me," I paused punching him in the face, he fell to the floor. "How does that feel, you worthless piece of shit." I asked.

"Harry, stop." Liz said as she got up.

"Huh!?" I asked punching him again. "How does it feel?!"

"Harry! Let's go!" She pulled my shirt.

"Don't come near her again. You hear me?!" I pulled him up by his shirt, "Huh!?"

"Yes!" He coughed, I slammed him down on the floor.

I grabbed Liz's hand and pulled her out of that house. "Call Niall, and tell him you need to talk to him. Okay?" I asked.

"Okay." She whispered. "Harry," She asked as I walked away. I turned around, "Thank you." She whispered again.

"For you, I'll do anything." I replied and got in my car. I pulled out of the driveway and went back to the flat.

~~~~~ The Next Day ~~~~~~

Niall's POV:

Where is she, where is Harry? What is going on? I askd myself pacing in front of the door.

Buzzzzz

Liz was calling me. "Hello? Liz, where are you!?" I asked.

"Meet me?" She asked.

"Of course, where?" I asked.

"75th and riverside." She replied.

"That's in Mulingar!" I replied. "Why are you there?" I asked .

"Trust me, I have to tell you something important." She said as she hung up.

I got in my car, and drove to her.

Serious Note: Please, don't take this literally. I don't cut myself. Never have, never will. If you think about self harm please, message me. I will listen.

Even when you think no one cares... I care. Even if you think I can't help... I will find a way too. If you need me, I'll always be there.

3 I love all of you

-Lauraina