They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 13

I looked up to see Niall and Louis faces staring back at me from the front seat. I anxiously looked around trying to see where Harry was when I looked out of the back window to see him beating up Liam and Zayn running away.

"I have to go help him!" I screamed in terror tears swelling up in my eyes.

"Now love. This has happened so many times with Harry and all they really want is you so if we let you go out there they will just take you....which is bad. " Louis lectured while slowly pulling away. I jumped when someone banged on my window it was Zayn and Mark was running close behind him.

"Step on it!"I screeched from the back seat. Niall was sitting in shock while Louis wrecklessly drove.

The silent drive felt like forever. All that was heard was my quiet sobbing from the back seat.

Niall took notice to this and climbed into the back pulling me into his chest and rested his arm on top of my hip. I cried into his shirt leaving makeup and salty tear marks. He soothed me and quietly sang some unknown toon into my ear while playing with my messy hair.

I finally stopped crying when we pulled into a small houses driveway and into the garage. I sat up from Niall rubbing away the now dry tear marks and attempting to fix my run make up with my hand. Niall and Louis looked down at Louis phone and smiled. Niall fist punched the air and Louis did a small happy dance in the drivers seat.

"Go! Go! Go!" Louis screamed at me when he was done doing his little dance. I got out of the car and squeezed around things to get to the door. I tried unlocking the door but it didn't budge.

"Um. It's locked!" I yelled towards the car.

"That bastard! Try looking under the mat!" Louis replied. I picked up the door step mat to reveal a small key. I picked it up and placed the mat where it used to lay.

I unlocked the door to a chiming noise signaling that one of the doors was now open. I kept the door open incase of an emergency. I slowly kept through the laundry room and into the main hall. I turned a corner to see a living room. And sitting on the couch was a beaten up Harry.

I immediately started to cry and I walked over to him with my hands over my eyes. He welcomed me into his arms with open arms.

"This can't be! I saw you and Liam beating the crap out of eachother," I stammered.

"Shhhh. Relax I'm here now and that's all the counts right?" Harry whispered. I nodded tilting my head back to see his bruised eye and still swollen lip from earlier today with a new bruise forming on the temple.

"Now we can be matching! We both have messed up faces!" I giggled. His smile that he returned to me made everything better.

From that point on I knew that no matter what Harry and I go through. He will always make it better.

We laid back down on the couch me resting on his chest just like how me and Niall in the car. We heard the garage door shut and then saw a cheery Niall and Louis racing around the house like five year olds.

I giggled at this but soon found myself dozing off the the rhythmic beat of Harry's heart.