A/N: okay guys I'm sosososososososososososososo sorry that I haven't updated lately I actualy don't have a excuse :S sorry but thank you for all the votes and reads it really means a lot guys ilyasm xxx x

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Harry:

*punch*

*kick*

*slap*

You winced, taking your daily beatings from your 'Oh so loving boyfriend'.

"Stop a sec, just- stop for one second." You say clenching your teeth together."

What?" Your boyfriend. "If I must remind you, my brother an your best friend is coming back tomorow, so you might wanna go a bit easy on the old punches." You smirked cheekily. "I couldn't care less if the fucking Queen of England was coming tomorrow, your a bitch and deserve to be treated like one." He growled and you wimperd in fear, you may have the Styles cheeky trait but you don't like the horrible things people say to you, wether it's online by jealous fans or simply by your boyfriend. You were brought out of your thoughts when you got a blow to the stomach and you heard a gasp. You looked up to see your big brother Harry, standing at the doorway, mouth open, hand on the door knob. "Hey Haz, how ya doin' buddy?" Your boyfriend said with a fake smile, still grabbing onto your wrist. Harry stayed quiet for a moment, taking in the scene before realization hit him. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" He bellowed before walking up to his 'best friend' and punching him straight in the face. "I came here early because we got off work sooner than expected, mum said you should be here and so I used the spare key, holy shit y/n are you okay sweetheart?" Harry said pulling you into him and you winced in pain. "Fuck, let's get you outta here love." He sighed, running his hand through his hair. When you got into the car yourself and Harry just sat there in silence for a few minutes, staring at each other, before you broke it. "So Hazzy, how's tour?" You asked and he broke out of his trance. "How long has y/bf/n been hurting you for?" He asked bluntly. "I-" Go on y/n, how long?" He asked again and you swallowed thickly. "Half a year maybe? Or a year..." You squeaked and his eyes widened before banging his head on the wheel. "Fuck sweetheart." He sighed before taking deep breath and starting the car. "Lets, let's get back yeah? We'll sort you out alright?" He says slowly and you nod before he takes off. After ten minutes of thick tension you arrived at your family home and Harry got out of the car, round to your side, before opening the car door and helping you up, smiling weekly you thanked him softly and you walked into the house silently. "Right." Harry gulped before looking at you. "Where has he hurt you?" He asked. "Everwhere, but mainly my arms, legs and stomach." You say quietly, nervous of his reaction. "Alright, get in the shower and I will get you some medicine sweetheart." He instructs, eyebrows furrowing together. Once you had a shower, you found that Harry had brought up some pj' s, which you were grateful for. Padding down the stairs quietly, you winced with every step, bringing Harry's attention to you as he stood up, before picking you up effortlessly. "You okay sweetheart?" He mumbled and you shook your head no, all the pain you felt the past year crashed down on you and you were hurting like hell everywhere. "Oh sweetheart." He sighed sadly. "Have some medicine lovely and then I need to talk to you." He tells you and you nod, taking some pain relief. "What y/bf/n did was horrible, no woman or girl should be treated that way sweetheart, so to make sure that never happens again, I need to call the police if that's alright lovely." He asks and you nod, feeling vulnerable. "Okay Hazzy." You tell him in a child-like voice to emphasize the vunrability you were feeling right now. "Okay sweetheart,how about me and you have some Hazzy, y/n bonding time watching movies and stuff to keep your mind off things lovely?" He asked, eyes warm and loving and that's what you needed right now. "Okay Hazzy." You say,cuddling up to your big brother.