Nothing Like Us

Chapter 11

Bella's p.o.v.

I was walking home from Starbucks after a really long day at work. I was kind of stressed and just need to be alone and relax. As I walked to my drive in I noticed Harry's car was missing, which is odd because he is usually home since he's just got done recording yesterday. I didn't think too much of it as I figured he has probably went out to get some food or something. I walked in the house and it was strangely quiet. The tv was off, and most of the lights were as well. I walked into the kitchen hoping to find a note of some sort implying where Harry might be, but to my disappointment, there was nothing. I wondered why he hadn't called then, maybe figuring that I was still at work. But it was pretty late and I usually get off earlier than this. I dialed the familiar number into my phone and pressed it to my ear. It ringed multiple times and then I heard Harrys voice and felt relieved.

"Harry?! Are you okay, you're usua-"

"Hey its Harry, leave a message after the tone." *beep*

I hung up the phone not bothering to leave a message and dialed his number again feeling worried. He always answers his phone, and usually tells me if he will be gone so I won't worry. But boy was I worrying. After the phone still wasn't answered I called Louis, hoping that he would know what to do. Luckily he picked up right away.

"Louis?! Have you seen Harry? He isn't home, he hasn't called, and he won't pick up." I said worried.

"No love I haven't seen him today." he replied.

"Oh man. Where is he then?" I said feeling frustrated.

"Actually, Niall told me he was feeling rather down today, so its possible he could be at the pub. I'll come pick you up and we'll go look love."

"Thanks Lou." I weakly smiled as if he could see. I felt like crying because Harry alone and bars don't mix. I can't tell you how many times he has come home drunk either by strangers or police. I remember when I first met him he went out to the pub and someone called Paul to tell him they found Harry in the middle of the street just walking. I had never been so worried. Even when we first met he held this sort of weight on me where I felt like if I'd lost him that I would be over. He always had that affect on me.

About 10 minutes later Louis came and picked me up. He comforted me saying that it would be okay, but inside I felt scared. It's hard for me to see him over the edge drunk like that, especially when it involves him almost being killed.

We pulled up to the pub and parked on the other side of the street. Louis suggested we split up and look so he went in a different direction than me. As I got out of the car I saw four figures moving around. In the dark of the night I couldn't tell who or what it was. The closer I got I saw one of the men was being beaten. That's when I realized it was the curly headed boy I'd come to love.

"Harry!!" I screamed. He turned confused trying to see the person who called his name. I could tell from my standing point how drunk he was. I began to run up to the four men all of thoughts were in the back of my mind and all I cared about was getting over to him, I didn't even think of the dangers that I could face over three rather large men who could take me out in one punch. As I neared closer Harry was violently punched in the stomach, he slouched down a bit clutching his abdomen. I cried out to get the man to stop but failed, Harry was once again punched but this time in the jaw.

"Stop!" I screamed scared of what would happen next. One of the men stopped me and grasped my hands behind my back. The man who had beaten Harry turned to face me. Jack. That scum bag had come to this bar and beaten Harry because of what happened at the fair. I couldn't believe this.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" he spat "I think we've ran into some trouble boys."

I struggled in the man's arms as his grip tightened on me, I was wishing me and Louis hadn't separated.

"What do you want from us Jack?? Just leave us alone." I said.

"Oh baby girl, I don't think you understand I want you back. And when I want something, I get what I want." his face came closer to mine and I felt scared.

"Tom, let her see this." he chuckled. The man holding me took my chin in his now free hand and held it firmly towards Harry's gaze. A look of defeat was all over his face. I again struggled in the man's arms and again I failed. Jack tugged on Harry's shirt pulling him up at eye level.

"This is what you get for taking my girl." he spat in Harry's face. Jack raised his fist, but before anything could be done I got out of the man's hold and stood in front of Harry taking a blow to the right of me face. I stumbled into Harrys arms and he held onto me and I feared him letting go. My face burned with pain and I could feel it starting to bruise. Harry had furry in his eyes. He placed me behind him and I grabbed his blazer tightly.

"Who the fuck do you think you are, putting your hands on a woman?" Harry yelled. Jack chuckled at what he said and Harry was more angry than I had ever seen him.

"I'll fucking kill you." Harry said and darted forward. He threw a punch at him and hit him square in the nose. Jack fell to the ground and Harry sat in top of him and just started beating, punch after punch after punch. The other two men had run off, scared I guess. Blood was all over Jack's face, I was scared.

"Harry! Harry! Harry stop!! You'll kill him if you don't." I tried my best to get him to stop. He didn't even take notice to what I had said. I walked over as tears filled my eyes, from being scared, from the pain on my face, from worry of Harry being charged of murder. It was all jumbled in my head. I pulled at Harry's shoulder trying my hardest to get him off.

"Harry, please stop, for me. Please stop." I begged. He began to lower his arm and get up. I backed away, just staring at him. I had never been frightened of Harry, if his actions maybe but never of him. But in this moment I was frightened of him. I backed away as he tried to come forward.

"Bella, please don't do this." he said, his voice shaking.

"Bella?" I didn't know what to say or do, so I just stayed silent and didn't move. He took another step closer and reached for my hand. He pulled it closer to his face and placed it on his right cheek, resting it in the palm of my hand. He started to leave wet kisses from my wrist down my forearm. I just stayed focused on his face, his eyes never losing contact with mine. My arm eventually rested on his shoulder as he made his way to my shoulder with kisses. I took my hand off his shoulder and crashed into his body, wrapping my arms around his waist. It was then I burst into tears, I had never been so scared until this moment. I thought he would either die, it spend the rest of his life in prison, and I was not visiting him in prison. I just cried into his chest as he held onto me not letting go. He winced in pain from the beating his stomach took. I loosened my grip a little still staying in his arms, again to afraid to let go.

"Please don't leave me. Please don't." I begged.

"Baby, I'm never going to leave you. You're my princess, you're my angel, why would I ever leave you?" he said his voice calming. The smell of liquor was so strong, I felt sick.

"You can't be taken away from me, you just can't be."

"I'm not going anywhere princess, I swear it." he rested his chin on top of my head and I cried. I don't think I've ever cried so hard.

"I love you baby, I'm so sorry."

"I love you too. Thank you, I don't know what I would do without you." he lifted my chin up to look at his face. He turned my head to get a better look at my wound. He lightly kissed it making me wince with pain.

"I'll always be there to fight your fights darling. You'll never have to lift a finger." He spoke. I nodded taking in his words. I loved him and he loved me and he would always be there to protect me.

I grabbed his hand to lead him to the car. Louis came into sight walking around from behind some trees.

"You found hi- Wow what happened to you guys? Are you alright?" he asked worried.

"We're fine, we just need some ice that's all." Harry responded. Louis nodded and we walked to the car. Me and Harry sat in the back and I sat in Harry's arms the whole way home. All I did was think about Jack, and what would happen next.