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Gone

Sorry it has taken so damn long... lots of things have happened at the same time and I couldn't cope with it all. Please comment and vote pleaseee. I really want to hear what you all have to say! You are the best<3

Harry's POV

All I could think of was her cold skin brushing against mine. How her slow pumping heart was fighting for itself. Her parted lips willing for air. Her freezing fingertips brushing against my skin. The shivering was uncontrollable. All I could think of was how she tugged at my shirt, as if she knew who I was. As if her life depended on it. If I ever get to see that bastard's face, I will kill him without thinking about it. I will stab his lifeless heart and then I'll burn him along with his cruelty.

The snow hasn't stop and Natalie hasn't yet waken up and I'm dreading that moment. I'm dreading the moment when she wakes up and remembers everything, every touch, every rush of his skin against hers, every single god damn word that escaped his lips. She is going to hate me, forever.

I look down at her for a split second and my heart aches. I don't know what is going on but, every time I see her, it's as if she controls what I feel, as if she knew me from top to bottom. As if she knew what to do, what to say in every single situation.

She is still hugging her legs and her head is against the cold window. I grip at the steering-wheel as images flash in my head when I found her on top of that railing. The thought of not having her hurts. I'm going to kill that bastard, I swear.

I should have known better than leaving her go. I should have stayed with her during the day. Fuck it, this is all my fault. I will never be able to look her in the eyes.

I stop at a gas station to get some food and water. I look at her before claiming out of the car I stole back at school. They are going to look for her, they are going to kill me for trying to hide her from the devil itself. I remember when they first called me. I never thought things would get so out of hand.

"Sir-" The man behind the cash snaps me out of my thoughts. "this would be 7.35€." I pay and carry all the things back to the car. I unlock the car and put the things in the back seat. What the fuck?

Natalie is gone.

Nat's POV

"Wake up Natalie, wake the fuck up!" I bang my head. This all has to be a dream. This all has to be a sick joke. He hasn't find me, right? It's impossible. He can't. He freaking can't. I wave my hands. Trying to stop a car. I don't know where I am. I just know that I'm wearing some hood. I don't know where my shirt is. I want to go home. I want to call Alex and warn him. Oh God, he is going to kill him.

I hear my name faintly. Oh no, he has find me. I start to run. This time he will not catch me. Just as I think that I would actually make it, I trip and fall. The shadow before me getting bigger and bigger. I'm dead.

"Please no. Not again." I shut my eyes, crying. I don't want to live like this.

"Hey, Nat. It's me. It's Harry." I swear to god my heart skipped a beat. I jump to my feet and run towards him. I hug him, I hug him as if he was the only strike of hope left. I start crying as relieve takes over. I'm safe. Everything will be fine. I burrow my face in his neck. He hugs me back and strikes my hair as he repeatedly whispers that everything will be okay.

"Oh my God, Harry. He will kill me. Harry you have to go. He will kill you. You have to-"

"Nat," its weird to hear him call me that when he normally calls me by my second name "I'm not going to let him find you. He will not put a finger on you. I'm not going to leave you. Got it?" He pushes me away, and cleans my tears with his two thumbs as he gives me a reassuring smile. I weakly smile back. "Now, we are going to go to a motel to have some rest." He says as he puts my hood on, hiding my face. He tugs at the ends of it and pulls me towards him into a hug. I rest my face against his chest. "Come on." He puts an arm over my shoulders.