The award for worst updater goes to... ME

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Also, I'm so quite a few of you saw my previous note, but on the 18th and 21st of June 2018; I was fortunate enough to see Harry in Boston and New York. He was absolutely fantastic with both nights, and I will never forget how much I smiled that week - all thanks to him!

There is a few triggering aspects in this one, so please do beware with that.

Jo's Pov:

He had promised me that he was going to change, but he didn't. Made another promise that he loved me always, yet I was beginning to realize that one wasn't true.

Every bruise, mark and injury I've endured would take a while for me to recover from; or almost never.

I was grateful that I was able to make this escape, even though it was possible that it could end before I got too far.

Knowing it was a long trek to my destination, I pushed myself through all of the pain to make it there safely.

At last I had done it. Hiking myself up the driveway and up to the front door of my friends, I knocked; greeted by surprised faces. It was a joyous feeling to be able to see them again, but I knew the questioning would soon be coming.

"Jo, where have you been?" Michael asked, reaching out to touch a bruise on my face. Apparently it couldn't be covered by makeup like I thought.

It took me a few minutes to gather a proper answer, "I've been busy, you know.. with Brandon and stuff." He snorted at my answer, never too fond over my boyfriend, or ex now.

Truthfully, I wasn't anymore either. Not after recent events, of course.

"You look different," Ashton spoke, staring me over. I covered my arms over myself self-consciously.

"Your eyes are really bloodshot," Calum spoke. Suddenly hands began to touch my neck, poking and prodding, presumably feeling for any lumps or swollen areas. I felt my turtle neck being pulled down and gasps as my friends saw the mark on me neck.

I guess you can tell what had happened, my ex had tried to strangle me. Luckily I was able to get away from him before it became any worse.

All of the boys shared a knowing look with each other, and I immediately knew that they wanted to check me out. Now I began to panic, looking for an escape plan.

It seemed as if the boys knew exactly what I was thinking because soon they were pulling me inside, ushering me to sit on the couch.

Question after question was being directed at me, barely giving me a chance to answer. Everything seemed to be moving in a fast motion - from the questions to the medical equipment that was being hooked on me.

A huge part of me had wondered how on earth they had gotten most of this stuff, but then remembered they were doctors and had access to quite a lot.

"I need you to take your shirt off," Michael spoke quickly, already grabbing a stethoscope. With wide eyes I shook my head 'no', grasping the bottom of my shirt so they couldn't pull it up.

I knew what was hiding under there, something that would bring up a lot more questions; the bruises and marks.

A heavy sigh came from Michael, before he was asking for Ashton to assist him. My shirt was pulled up just above my stomach - a sharp intake of breath was heard from the four boys, and I assumed they had saw the damage.

I was suddenly pushed downwards into a laying position with my shirt now completely taken off. My arms quickly went up towards my chest to attempt to cover my exposed body, but alas it was averted by Luke.

Once they finished their poking and prodding, everything eerily silent; and I knew they were trying to get me to tell them what happened.

So I did. Never leaving out a single detail about what happened.

Afterwards a trip to the police station and hospital happened, the boys reassuring me all day that I was safe and protected by them.

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