Harry's POV
An ear piercing sound echoed through the speakers of my phone making me cringe.
You could hear the glass shatter in the background, my pulse rising in worry.
"Logan?" I questioned multiple times, I hit the breaks on my car, pulling over on the curb.
"Logan. This isn't funny. Please answer me.." I had received no response, a severe sound resonating from my speakers.
I ended the call, turning around and making my way back towards the school.
My blood was rushing with an adrenaline unfamiliar to my body, something less fueled by anger. Something more.. A slight determination..?
As I pulled up to the street nearing my home, I saw it.
A large crowd of people surrounding something, their eyes wide mouth agape, a look of worry etched into their features.
I stopped the car in the middle of the street, not caring about the people behind me.
Pushing my way through the crowd, my eyes kept target on the person I loved.
Then I saw her, Logan was on the floor, her arms bloodied, small lips split.
A towel was wrapped around her shoulders, a large gash peeking through the fabric of her jeans.
Her eyes met mine immediately, "L-Logan.." I whispered, approaching her with caution.
"Har-Harry..?" She sniffled, putting a great amount of effort into standing up.
She failed in doing so, a small whimper escaping her lips as she fell back onto her bum.
I knelt down beside her, brushing her brown waves away from her face.
"Please..don't leave.." She whispered, grabbing my wrist lightly.
I bit the inside of my cheek, my eyes flicking towards hers hesitantly. I didn't know what to do at this point..
I was torn.
I bit my lip, regretting what I was about to do.
"I-I.. Won't.." I lied.
Logan's POV
The paramedics attended to the wounds bestowed upon my arms and legs. The deep laceration on my leg throbbing with an unbearable pain.
Harry sat next to me, his green eyes focusing on what the man was doing.
I winced as the paramedic brought a small cloth to the gash. Harry gripped my hand, his full lips brought together in a tight line.
"I'm sorry.." I mumbled, breaking from his gaze.
He brought his fingers beneath my chin, directing me to look up at him.
"Don't apologize..." He whispered, his voice low and raspy.
"I-" I cut myself off, spotting someone I was dreading to see after this incident.
Louis.
"Logan..? Are you alright love?" He asked, acting as if Harry was invisible. Louis ran his thumb along my lower lip, pecking my forehead lightly.
I saw Harry look away quickly
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fanfic"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
