She's Mine|| Harry Styles

Ch.4

"Liam would-would you mind giving me your phone? My- my phone died and I want to play temple run so badly" I really don't know what I am saying or what I am thinking about I just want to play!
"What?" I will not blame Liam Right now if he thinks I am crazy.
"Just give me your phone!" he handed It to me. Without waiting any moment I began to play "Wahoo!' is there any possibility I can be at the place of this guy who is running from whatever what is this? Wow! It would be a great adventure. "Kayla! Come. We will get you inside" Aria said. I put the phone at my small bag and Liam and Aria took me from my shoulders and led me inside."Niall, I missed you!" what am I saying? I can't control my words.
"Kayla, are you drunk?" Niall asked.
"Drunk? Like D-r-u-n-k? I don't think-"
"Yes and too much" Liam said
"Oh! Thanks guys I will take it from here. You can get in if you want-"
"No, it's too late and we have to go" How can Aria be that nice?
"Okay, as you want" my eyes are close right now, I am half sleeping half awake, just like zombies. Do the zombies exist? I don't know. I felt my soft bed under me, my sweet bed, I missed you.
I remember Niall told me that he has to go because he has some job, this late? I don't even know if I am dreaming.
Dreaming...
"Trust me. You just have to trust me. We will just jump, fly and scream. Jump with all your power, it will be amazing, don't do anything else and don't let my hand go. "He said and I nodded, causing him to smile even more."I trust you." I smiled and he said it "One! Two...." he said and I felt the electricity through me. "No...!" I have said eagerly yet scared. "Three! We are here, Dover!!" He yelled happily. He jumped a second before me because I was planning to back away, but our intertwined hands pulled me with him and I screamed to the top of my lungs and then opened my eyes. The air was so strong that my hair flew. I just saw the blue sky falling down and heard him yelling with happiness.I can't believe I jumped, it felt like flying. I also felt cold, but super happy. His legs were opened in the last moment I let go of his hand and threw my arms in the air to feel the air and then jump then it hit me. We were in the water. We hit hard and sank into it. It was a little cold, but in such a good way that it was refreshing; it felt like my whole life is refreshed. This was the best thing in the whole wide world, Water.
'Too beautiful to be true' I told myself when I woke up. It has been months since I was dreaming the same dreams, same memories. This is different; it's not a bad dream or even a memory. It's such a sweet dream to be real, to be believable.I heard a familiar ringtone coming from downstairs, but it's not mine or Niall's. I got out of my bed trying to fix my balance and find out whose ringtone is this. It was coming from my small bag that was putting on the kitchen counter. It was Liam's phone, he forgot it with me. I picked up the phone, I am sure it's Liam who is trying to find his mobile.
"Hello Liam"
"Thanks God! I thought I lost it." As he was talking I took my phone from my bag to check out the clock, but the screen never turns on. It sounds like morning, but the sun hasn't sat yet, just a small blue light come from the outside door. "Don't worry your phone is safe here with me" I tried not to let his phone fall on the floor since my two hands were busy searching the charger.
"Thank you, but if you don't mind, I need the phone so I am going to pass to take it. Hope I won't be late for work or your brother going to kill me we have a lot of things to do and if I got late it will be your entire fault" I Almost forgot Liam helping Niall at his work, re-open the restaurant.
"Yeah, yeah of course," then the line turned off, and that when my head began to hurt like crazy. I put my phone in the charger and went to take a painkiller. Two minutes passed and my phone, the phone had charged 5%, I sat on the floor to make more comfortable. I rolled over my phone searching for something to do when I found a message from 'Sweetie Niall' *I went to the airport to take Kaylee... she is back!!!! Don't be worried * sent 6:57 AM almost for an hour.
Kaylee? He must be kidding me.     he still cares about her now. Does he forget how she left us when we needed her? Not after she left us she came back after months and found us still care, at least not me. How did she victimize Niall like this? And how did he believe her at the first place? Or he wasn't mad at her at all? How did he know that she has come today? We changed our phone number when she left, not to leave her the opportunity to connect with us. Did Niall give her his number and he was calling her, texting her and reassure her? Why hadn't he told me if he was? Yeah, I know the answer of this question. Because I had full of stress and I hated Kaylee to death because when you love someone so much and she/he leaves it hurts so much even that love could change to hate.

'Stop thinking' maybe it's not like this, maybe he is innocent and she is the one who asked him to take her from the airport and somehow he couldn't say no.
Tears are on my cheeks which I couldn't stop. The headache returned, I don't know why, this can't affect me like that. I feel anger, but I have to eliminate it, I have to.
I went to my room, searching any papers or pen, but I found nothing, this can be happening, I have to find another thing. I went to the kitchen, hoping I will find anything will help. That's when I found a basket on the counter full of apples, oranges and other fruits. An idea found its way to my head, I want to say that the oranges or the fruits have no sense and they don't feel the torture. I took an orange and a knife from the drawer.
I held the knife in my right hand and the orange in my left one. I entered the knife hardly in the orange and then took it out. 'Stop! Stop' a small voice was whispering in my ears. I kept entering it, then took it out, faster and easier. Then I started to cut the orange in different directions until I completely ruined it. 'Please stop! Please!' The same voice was yelling, but a little louder this time. The stress hadn't gone so I cut harder and began to remember my memories with Kaylee. The way she hugged me in my sleep, The way we played Barbie, the way we stole our mother's make up to go to parties. The way I squealed and beamed when she told me she has a new boyfriend and then the way she was so unlike her when our parents dead, harsh and such a jerk and how she yelled all the time. And then the way Niall called her name over and over the house and then didn't find her. I cut with the knife the hardest last cut and then something hurt my hand so bad.
I cut my hand and the blood was all over the knife and the orange. I screamed like never before. Blood covers all my hands, even my arm that I can't see where the cut is. The knife fell from my hand and another scream, louder came from my mouth. It dropped on my legs! I fell down, not handling the pain, but haven't felt the solidity of the floor, a soft hand. All I could do is screaming and crying. 'No, no, no, no, not this, not for you' a confused voice kept saying. My eyes are already closing from pain. The vision was disturber, but I can see something, a face, a familiar one with a curly brown hair, but I really don't know who he is. The worries are clear in his eyes. Why did he care this much? But I can't really concentrate on anything than the pain and screaming to the top of my lung

Unknown's P.O.V.
"No, no, no, no, not this, not to you" I started to panic. I knew this wasn't going to finish okay. What should I do now? Call the ambulance? No time. I was carrying her when the kitchen door was opened. It's Liam, it will suffice. I put her down.
"What the hell? What did you do? What happened? Kayla can you hear me?" He is now kneeling beside her just like I am. 'Come on! Take her to the hospital!' He got up and carry her within a second he was in his car, Kayla is laying on the back seat, I sat beside her, kept caressing her hair and Liam at the driver's.