Future [H.S]

Chapter Ten

   I looked down at the gray couch then back to my filthy clothes,  few blood drops were here and there. I couldn't stand myself and I didn't want to even imagine what my face looked like.

I asked Niall politely "Is there any place where I could change at? I have my clothes I just need to change because if I don't, I think I'll puke or something." I scrunched my nose up as he let out a small laugh from beside me. He pointed to a visible door down the corridor and said sweetly "there's a bathroom in there, you'll find me here when you finish." I nodded, thanking him, before I dashed to the door that lead to the bathroom. I clutched onto my bag with my hand and closed it once I got in.

The first thing I saw was a complete stranger, looking back at me. She had matted dark hair and dirt covering all over her face and clothes, small dark circles under her eyes and dried blood on her clothes. But this stranger was no longer a stranger once I realized by the eyes who it was. It was me. I looked like I just walked out of the second world war. The side of my lip has been swollen and I was surprised at the fact that I didn't notice or feel it . There was a huge gash across my cheek, but it wasn't deep. My body was aching and I was sure it was worse than my face. I decided to take a shower since none of the boys really has asked about me..yet.

For the first time in my life I allowed the hot water to wash away all my thoughts as I usually over think in a shower. My relaxation got disturbed when someone knocked on the door so suddenly making me jump out of surprise, then the sound of the well known blonde guy was heard "Pamukkale, are you taking a shower?" no, I'm washing my hands for half an hour. I shouted back "yes, is that okay?" as if he could do something about it. He replied after a moment "yeah, just, be quick." I said "okay." but I didn't hear a response so I assumed he went away.

When I finished, I grabbed a towel from the drawer and dried myself before I pulled out my spare clothes from my bag. I put them on quickly before I went outside to find Niall still sitting on the couch so I took a seat beside him. I asked the first question that popped up in my mind "what's wrong with Harry, I mean, what's his story?" I desperately wanted to know, he was so dark and twisted and moody and I needed to know why. Niall sighed before he answered, his tone smooth and welcoming

"I've met him two years ago in a bar. He was kind and friendly, all sunshine and rainbows at first. When we became friends, his dark side started to appear as he was comfortable around me and his friends. He's short tempered, that's for sure. He doesn't show any emotions, and if he did, it would be the wrong one but he did that on purpose. Like when you're being punished and instead of crying and feeling guilty, you laugh. He's too careful when it comes to this, and his circle of trust isn't that wide open. I just wish he could open up and tell us what's his secret, what's the burden he was carrying on his shoulders. He wouldn't tell anyone."

I nodded slowly taking in the new information about my mysterious saviour. It was little, but still it could be a clue to why he was so mysterious. Did something happen to him when he was a little boy? Or was he just doing that to grab the attention?

Niall continued on "he usually doesn't care about anyone, and to be honest, I find it abnormal to even care that much to save you. He could've just left you to die like everyone else, but you're a one hell lucky girl.  Anyway, I think he did that for a reason, either because he was charmed by your beauty, or because he just wanted to kidnap you." He winked in my direction making my cheeks slightly blush.

I asked again, now being confused more than ever "which one is it? Or why?" he pressed his lips together as he answered "I wish I knew, he wouldn't tell me anything, and if he accidentally slipped something, which is quite rare, it would be more mysterious than him. His thoughts are much creepier than what he looks like. I sometimes wish to know what's inside that mind of his."

I mentally screamed, why would someone like him want me? But I had other priorities right now. I needed to squeeze the answers that I want from both Harry and Niall.

A/N: Yaay! Another chapter!! Sorry for the late update. Hope you like it!!

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