Now I'm behind a Bush. Drug dealers are looking for whoever this boy is. Why did I come? Why did I listen to Scarlett? I sat with my head pressed to my knees. He looked between the branches, looking at the girls and guys with panic in his expression. I began to cry into my legs, wishing I hadn't come. He turned around to see me. His tone didn't soften at all.
"Don't cry. Please, I'm trying to help you.." his voice trailed off and he looked back at the girls. I began to cry louder and someone heard me.
"In there!" someone ran towards the Bush, and without noticing me, pulled the boy out and held him by the collar.
"Wanna go, pretty boy? The meth may help your," he put the bag on his face. "Anxiety" they laughed.
"Hey look there's another!" Someone pointed to me. He tried to grab me but the boy grabbed his arm, releasing himself, and blocking the other man's arm, He looked the man directly in the eyes and said;
"Leave her alone. I'm warning you." and at that moment, I had never seen such rage, anger, and darkness from a person as I did from him. The men cursed and left.
"You're welcome." he's said still watching them leave.
"Th-thanks..." I tried to sneak away but his hand caught me.
"You can't go. Your hotel is blocked by those people. You'd be safer with me." he stared directly at me and gave me shivers.
"H-how do you know w-here my hotel is? I don't even know you, I'm not staying with you! What's your name anyways?" I moved his hand away from my body.
"I saw you. Your terrified aren't you? You should be. Those people are horrible and I don't want you to get hurt, love. My name's Harry." his expression hadn't changed one bit.
"I'll be fine on my own. Please.. Leave me alone." I jumped away from him and began to walk down the street. The only light I had were from the street lights now. I heard ruffling in the bushes near me, but I didn't look back except once and all I saw was Harry's dark eyes soften just a little before filling with fear. I turned forwards and ran until I was hit by a rock in my knee. I fell.
"Sss ow!" I murmmered as a tall man stepped towards me.
"Well, did I not make it clear that unless you got the dough," he rubbed his fingers together. "We ain't lettin ya go." he smirked. I winced and scooted back.
"Please, don't hurt me! I didn't do anything!" I started crying. "Please just leave me alone.. I just want to go home" I sobbed into my hands.
"We won't hurt you. But you's better watch ya back... Princess." They hopped in a car and drove off. I sat in the middle off the road, crying, lost, and cold for 15 minutes. Suddenly, I felt a warm hand touch my arm and pick me up softly, and hug me. At this point, I didn't care who it was, I just needed a hug, I needed care. It felt like a boy.. Strong hands, tight grip. He held me with one arm and stroked my hair with the other. I wrapped my arms around his neck and violently cried into his chest. Something about him made me feel.. Hypnotized. As if I could stand there and hold him for hours, and not feel afraid. I looked up at the figure and he looked down at me, with his astounding green orbs. It was Harry.[ Hey guys! Please vote and comment! I really want to know what you guys think! These first few chapters are very boring but I promise, it gets better! :) x ]
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FanfictionA lengthy Harry Styles dark fanfiction. WARNING: contains mature content. (kissing, violence, language etc.)