Harry's p.o.v
I carried Liz back to my car and strapped her the the back seat, I tried to be gentle with the car as I speed down the road and made my way to my house. Her fragile broken body laid lifelessly across the seats like a doll.The amount of anger boiling inside of me was unreal, the only thing from keeping back and not fucking ripping the men's heads off was Liz's condition that she was in.
She had cuts covering most of her beautiful body from where they had abused her and thrown her around on the floor. Her clothes were ripped and dirty, they were also stained with blood. Her mascara was smudged from where she had been crying and the way that her face was resting made it obvious that she was tired.
I pulled up at my house and quickly got out and opened the door, I ran over to my car and picked up Liz in my arms and carried her inside. I walked through my house and ran upstairs to my bedroom, carefully I placed Liz on top of my bed and ran into the bathroom to get the first aid kit.
Taking the kit out the cupboard I walked back into my room and sat on the edge of the bed wear I observed Liz to see where I should start.
I got a wipe out and began to clean the cut of her face. Once I had wiped away the blood and dirt I took out the small, thin tape straps (I don't know what they're called) and placed four over her cut on her cheek to stop it from splitting anymore.
I started to gently strip her of her clothes because I needed to see if she had anymore cut I needed to sort out over her body and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't want to wake up in these clothes. I took off all her clothes until she was left in her matching bra and half thong.
I wiped all the cuts on her body to stopped the bacteria and dirt from infecting her wounds and making it any worse. I noticed she had a big graze on her back but u thought I would leave that and make her have a bath when she woke up.
I took out a shirt from my draws and dressed Liz in it. Once I had put the top on Liz I pulled the covers up and put them over her body and tucking her in.
Walking over to the door I turned off the light and put on the small one next to the bed, before leaving the room I leaned against the door frame and looked at the girl lying in my bed; she was so beautiful, even in this state.
I walked down stairs, leaving my bedroom door half open so I could her her if anything happened while I was down here. I went into the kitchen and took out some pain killers then filled up a glass of water for Liz when she woke up. I made my way back upstairs and placed the pills and water on the bedside table next to Liz.
Looking at Liz I noticed that she had goosebumps over her shoulders so I jogged downstairs and searched for a blanket, after about five minuets I found a white fluffy one.
I remembered my mum got it for me a few years back when I kept on complaining that I was cold at night and wanted a new duvet but she refused and got me a blanket to put over the top of it.
I walked upstairs with the blanket in my hand and went into my room to see that Liz was no longer in my bed. My eyes searched the room frantically looking some movement to indicate where Liz could be but I saw and heard nothing.
My heart pounded in my chest as I began to look around the second floor of my house in search for Liz or some way she could have left. "Liz!?" I yelled panicking.
"H-harry?" I heard an quiet and raspy voice ask. "Liz?! Is that you!?" I called running into my room where I had thought I heard the voice from. My eyes scanned the room again looking for Liz.
"Harry.." A voice cried, Instantly I made my way to my wardrobe where the voice called from. Opening the small door, I let out a sigh of relief to see Liz curled up into a ball hugging her legs as she looked up at me with watery eye.
"Liz..." I said quietly. I grabbed her from under her armpits and pulled her out my wardrobe, her arms and legs wrapped around me as one of my hands held her back and my other held her by the thigh.
I walked over to the bed and sat in the middle crossing my legs and setting her down on my lap gently so I could see her face. "Why were you in the cupboard Liz?" I asked her softy.
"I was scared, I didn't know where I was a-and I heard someone coming up the stairs and I thought it was t-those men so I hid in t-there." She explained,
"where am I?" She asked,
"my house" I told her. She nodded and lifted her hand to touch her cheek.
"What is that?" She asked touching her cut lightly
"They cut you or something so I fixed it up, that reminds me you need to take a bath or something to wash the cuts properly. I got most of the blood and stuff off but not all of it." I exclaimed angrily. She smiled and looked down playing with my shirt.
"That's really sweet harry," she mumbled quietly referring to me taking care of her.
"Thank you so much, I'd don't know what would be happening right now if it weren't for you." She said now looking me in the eye.
I pressed my forehead to hers gently and sighed happily knowing that she was safe now. I pushed a bit of hair behind her right ear admiring her beauty before she leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me tenderly.
I reacted immediately, putting my hand on the side of her neck pulling her forward slightly before pulling away. "You need a bath." I said, she frowned but agreed. "Okay."
Liz got off my lap and shuffled the the end of my bed, I got up when Liz did and she stumbled forward. Luckily I was fast enough to catch her and pulled her back up. I wrapped my arm around her waist to support her as we walked into the bathroom down the hall.
I sat her on the edge of the bath tub as I turned on the tape and let the water run, I stood up and began to walk to the door. Turning around I said
"The towels are on the side there and you can use anything of those" I said pointing to the body washes. I was about to walk out and close the door when Liz stopped me.
"Wait. Harry." She said quickly,
"Yeah?" I turned around.
"Will you stay with me? I think I'll drown if I don't have help." She said laughed breathily frowning slightly. I smiled and walked back in closing the door.
"Sure baby." I said beginning to help her undress.
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Passion (H.S)
FanfictionPassion (noun): a strong and barely controllable emotion towards someone/something ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ This story contains some sexual scenes and strong language Harry styles is not famous in this, nor are the other members of one direction.