Chapter 8
i woke up more sore then i ever thought was possible, with old blooded up wrists. i heard loud yelps and grunts
i woke up to kyle
but not only him. Harry was there, knocking the living hell out of him. blood was on the floor and this time its only Kyle's.
"Michelle!" Harry was in tears, i'd never see him like this. he breathed heavy and in panic. He rushed to untie the knots i was in, strapping me to the bed.
i clentched my teeth in pain but didnt make a sound as the rope played with my open cuts from the struggle i was in a few hours ago. No pain was enough to beat last night though, emotionally or physically.
"Mich- Michelle..!" Harry clasped on his knees onto the bed, right next to me, the tears streamed and streamed. he hicupped for air. "What have i done.." i heard under his breathe. he shook his head and looked across the room, he couldnt even look at me
but i couldnt even look at him. i dont even know what to feel. im dead weight, a zombie maybe. i stared at the ceiling, not putting my clothes back on, not looking at my self, nott hugging Harry for saving my life, not heading home, telling harry nothing is his fault. im not doing any of it, im laying here, i cant even think right.
i got to finally look at Harry and he was a mess, his hair wasnt falling perfectly, his face was wet and teary, some blood of Kyle's on his right knuckle, his face was lost and wondering. he was a hot mess.
Harry gave me a soft look and realised i was not going to make any movement.
"here" He told me as he took off his sweat shirt and helped me sit up to put it on.
He walked across the room and grabbed my clothes that was thrown everywhere. He helped me get dressed, placing each of my legs through the holes in my underpants and jeans for me. he stuffed my socks and shirt in his pockets
"We're going home." He whispered to me so softly. he went to grab me, and i flinched a bit. He pulled away and tried it again, softly. "You're safe babe." he said quietly but alittle more sadened then he just was. He understands how fragile i am right now.
Those three words he said, i believe. He's the only one i feel safe, the only one i can feel comfortable with touching me at this point. Harry isnt like everyone else in my life right now, i dont know what to think. what i knew, im not so sure of anymore.
Harry picked me up bridal style gently and went down stairs to leave. As soon as he opened the front door. Cameras flashed like crazy from every direction. the sky was dark but the flashes lit everything up. Asking me nonstop questions. like who am i, what happened. am i 'mystery girl'. how do i feel about crushing all the directioners dreams of marrying Harry. All these questions went straight through my brain. none of them concerned me at this moment.
" Just look at me babe. Dont look into the Cameras. i'll get you to a safe place." he whispered to me, i saw the anger in his face. "MOVE!" he yelled as he pushed threw more paparazzi. He placed me in the back seat of his car and buckled me in. " We're getting out of here babe dont worry." i could tell he knew i was scared.
He closed the door before people could try to get in the car with their cameras and questions. Harry raged to the drivers seat door and the paparazzi pushed him a bit away from the car. " leave us alone please!" his tone wasnt polite at all. another man pushed him a little harder
The next thing i knew, a man opened the door of the car. brighter flashes blinded me and the noise of questions flooded my ears.
"Look over here sweatie!"
"Why'd Harry carry you to the car?"
i held my hand in front of my face. I started to see white dotts from all these cameras, it felt as if i was starring into a strobe light. i searched for Harry in the crowd and suddenly i see him bust through the crowd.
"Get out of my car! LEAVE HER ALONE." Rage took over him again, His face was bright red. his teeth were clenched. knuckles are tight and white. the sight was scary and i didnt know what was going to happen. He shoved some pap to the ground and when he finally got to the car, they wouldnt get out of the way... "Get out of her face!" Harry threw his fist and hit a pap dead in the side of his head and fell straight to the floor, another he hit in the stomach. most of everyone started to yell and gasp. the flashes got more frequent and i was more then blinded now. "DONT EVEN TRY TO TOUCH HER" He got in a mans face that was still trying to get into my door. he slammed it shut and all i could hear is people talking and Harry screaming, but it was all unclear. i couldnt make out what they said or yelled.
Harry was scary, he reminded of Kyle. i looked out the window and i saw Harry flip out. he knocked another Pap down on the floor with two shots, one in the temple, another in the stomach.
Suddenly Harry turned into Kyle. I wasnt in Harry's back seat, i was on my living room couch. Fighting Harry turned into abusing Kyle.
"worthless!" Kyle screamed and yelled, pacing back and forth right infront of me. i waited for more insults " What good are you! im all you got and this is how you treat me?! shit Michelle! what are you thinking? did you think i was just gunna let this slip?" Kyle threw me on my feet by my forearm and squeezed it tight. i didnt make a sound, i couldnt answer because no matter what i would say, id be wrong. id have to pay no matter what. "Exactly!" he swung his free hand and slapped in the face. i remember the silent tears roll down my face as i fell to Kyle's feet. i didnt dare to look back up. i just watched Kyles feet stomp away, then i let it all out.
"STEP THE HELL OFF. WE NEED TO LEAVE!" Harry yelled to the paps as he pushed another.
I couldnt stand any of it anymore, i closed my eyes tight and let some tears fall down onto my knees. i hear the door shut and our car to speed away. "Fucking people." Harry murmured under his breathe. "Im sorry." My eyes were still closed and i heard him apologized. "Its all my fault. Everything. I left you alone and this is what happens? God damn it." I opened my eyes and looked at him. things were blurry from the water in my eyes.
"Its not your fault Harry.."
"Michelle! Enough! We cant play this game forever! I'M the one who left you alone. I'M the one whos making him angry. I'M the one who hes trying to better then. IM the one stirring up everything and your the one who's paying for it! Bloody hell! Get it through your fucking mind that im not good for you! I just need to get you help for all this then leave! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT! as much as it kills me to say, im leaving mich! You almost died in the hospital! you were raped for god sake! This is where it ends." Harry raged, no affection just anger and frustration. He looked as if he could kill someone
Tears started to form and blur up my vision again. too many people are mad at me and i cant take any of it. just like with kyle, i'll never be right. no matter what i say i'll be put down. i cant make decions for my self.
i sat back in the seat and tried to hide the tears but completely failed. i bit my bottom lip hard and squeezed my eyes shut i put my knees up to my chest and crossed my arms over them.
"Mich please dont cry.." Harry had a mad yet concerned tone on. he looked at me through the rear view mirror as he sped down the street where more paps were tryin to catch us on foot
"im not." my voice cracked and barely understandable.
the car ride was silent and so was our tears, mine stopped 5 minutes into the car ride but Harry's came down constantly. his knuckles white against the wheel and eyes more red filled with anger. "i cant believe i could have let this happen." he said in a mumble that i pretended to not hear "fucking prick" his voice deep and raspy, clearly letting me hear.
i looked out the window to try to ignore him. i wasnt going to say anything to set him off. anything i'd say will light his fuse. i looked at the car's clock and it was already 12:00 p.m. i hadnt slept over night with kyle, only a couple of hours.
15 minutes later we rolled up to a small yet fancy lite up building.
Harry patted the wheel "would you please take this?" He asked a older man in a suit. The man nodded with a smile and oppened the door for Harry. his still emotionless self opened the door for me and carried me out. "come on babe"i was lifted in his arms and i rubbed my eyes
"where are we?" i asked looking around
"A hotel, i cant let you go home or go anywhere, where someone can find you. it isnt safe so we'll spend the night here." he was serious and no longer steaming with anger. he carried me up the short steps and into the 5 star hotel.
the lobby was like a livingroom to a mansion. couples sat on the couches, a women reading her book, a man sitting at a table typing up some work. the room was comforting and the lights were a bit dimed. Harry brought me to a couch with a fire place infront of it. he sat me down next to this young couple.
"one second, i'll be back in two minutes i sware." Harry pushed the hair behind my ear and gave me a kiss on the cheek before he sped off. i watched him walk up the the front desk then i looked back to the fire.
the heat kept me nice and warm. i took a glance at the couple next to me, they looked about 25 to 27 and were so happy. the young brunettte wore a saten night dress with a sweatter over it and the young man wore a very expensive looking pair of pants and a t-shirt. they looked at eachother so lovingly. both of them had a genuin smile on their faces and giggled a bit. they were cuddled up with eachother and thats when i started to realise, they looked perfect together. they were laughing, talking, smiling, kissing, held eachother so lovingly, not yelling, crying, hitting, or putting up with one another. they loved eachother right. i started to get a bad feeling in my stomach when i thought of how me and kyle act toward eachother.
"Mich, you ready?" harry held out a card in the air to our room and smiled.
i nodded my head and i tried to get off the couch, but harry stopped me
"no babe! i got you" he smiled picking up my bridal style "dont worry yourself mich, i can carry you." he gave me a smile and a peck on the cheek as we walked away to the elevator. i looked back and i saw the couple i sat next to and they were still smiling, but not at eachother. they looked at me and harry and had a huge smile on their faces, the girl gave and a thumbs up. i smiled and looked at harry who had no clue what was going on.
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Harry opened the door to our sweet and it was more then fancy, everything was so neat and perfect. the lights were dim in our room also. a king size bed sat in the middle of the room, with a kitchen at the entrence and a half wall to separate the two.
Harry layed me on the bed "im sorry mich."
knock knockk
harry ran to open the door, i heard him say a thank you then the door shut
"i got the hotel to get you some fresh clothes, a pair of leggings and a pink jack wills tee will do for tomorrow right? i told them to be not that picky on fashion, it just so you dont need to wear the same thing." harry gave me a casual smile as he layed out the clothes next to me, showing how it looks.
"its perfect, thanks hazz but you really didnt have to do that, it must have been expensive to get the hotel to do that "
"no no babe it perfectly okay, the hotel does that kinda thing, its a good reason why i picked here. some people forget to pack an extra outfit, so the hotel has some! theres a shop downstares for it but i didnt want to make you go through the trouble."
i smiled at harry and gave him a huge hug. He smiled with me but only that his was bigger.
"Alright, its past 1:00 am babe, you gotta get some sleep. It could be a rough day tomorrow, i'll settle all this location shit, and by the time you wake up we'll be on the move again." He gave me a secure smile, giving me a kiss on the lips, it sent sparks flying in my head.
Trying to hide my goofed up smile, i said "night hazz, ill see you in the morning, right?" I quickly putt my head against the pillow and faced the other way of him so he couldn't see the ridiculous smile i had on.
"Yes hun, ill see you in the morning, bright and early." His voice seemed to fade bit, like he was creating distance and then i heard the bathroom door open and shut.
My eyes were heavier then before and i caved into what they wanted, i fell asleep so fast, amazingly comfortable and satisfied.
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