Escape(Harry Styles)

Chapter 17: Mixed Up

~Harry's POV~

Things were mixed up.

Since my earlier fit, that lasted fairly a week long, I did nothing but sleep and dream terrible dreams while in the process. I had terrible nightmares, where the man that killed my parents also killed Hazel, Liam, and Zayn. Sometimes the man tortured my parents in front of me, or he kills me, but thats never happened before, and I awoke sitting up from the jolt of my nerves, covered in sweat and tears. The guard was hissing at me to keep quiet unless I wanted to head back into the Dark Cells, the thought alone of going in there gave me the chills so I did all that I could to shut up. I wanted Hazel with me but then I remembered she was in some dorm or apartment god knows where, worrying too much about her studies to come and help some one as helpless as me. Instead, I cried myself to sleep. Escaping Alcatraz was the farthest thing from my mind at that point, I just wanted to escape this constant nightmare I was in. I had had my ten days of unstable, stress soaked, madness; but I was surprised to have Liam smack some sense into me.

"Whats gone on with you these last couple days?" He started.

I shrugged. He couldnt know about my nightmares, my instability, whatever the hell you want to call it. Only my doctors knew about that. Hazel was my doctor.

"You cant just be tired, you've had plenty of sleep so its something else."

I shrugged again and sighed.

"Is it Hazel?"

I sighed louder. This made him chuckle at first, but the fact he found this funny rather ticked me off and I growled at him to be quiet.

He nudged my elbow, "Aye mate, Its alri-"

I nudged his elbow harder, not wanting to listen to him try and help me but he only shoved back harder, and insisted I listen. I hit him again and that was it for Liam. He shoved me full force against the tree I was sitting by and looked me right in the eye as he spoke.

"Get your fucking act together Harry. Quit being so selfish, you think just because you're more experienced in this you can choose when to give it your all and when to give nothing? We're in this together weather you like it or not, we made the agreement what seems ages ago, and now that things are getting harder you cant just drop things. Its hard, I know. We're all tired, okay? Its not just you, we're all getting frustrated and I know Hazel's not here and not everything is fitting together right now, but you cant just quit on us. We've all got to pull our share of effort otherwise things wont work."

Liams hold on me was tight and my shoulder was hurting, I whimpered because of the struggle and because I didnt want to hear any of this right now. He saw my reaction and loosened his grip on my shoulder, his eyes got softer and this time he was smiling.

"We were going to break out and show the warden who was boss. We were going to make it out with Hazel cheering us on and the cops at our tail, but we'd out run them. And the three of us were going to have one hell of a story to tell when we're at a bar, or when we're old and tell our children." He chuckled. "But before any of that, we were going to float away from this island, this damned island, on our beat up boat, and we were going to laugh into the horizon, and salute this dump goodbye with our middle fingers in the air, just for good old times."

Liam had me smiling at this point, because the thought of actually doing that would make my year. I nodded at him and he was smiling as well, happy to have gotten to me.

"Besides, you wouldnt want to dissapoint Hazel." He winked at me.

I thought about it more and about escaping for Hazel as well, she warned me not to waste time and thats exactly what I had been doing. I apologized to him for my fit but he brushed it off saying it was no big deal, it was just good that I finally had my head back in the game. I asked for tonight to get some sleep and then tomorrow I would go see what I could help with in the back, and Liam agreed. I was finally starting to feel just a little bit better, because Liam was absolutely right, we couldnt escape if I sulked around all day. So instead I tried looking at the bright side of things.