Taken // One Direction [Completed]

Chapter Twenty Three: Puppy

Tay, two weeks later.

 Me and Harry were walking through town, completely lost.

A group of boys walked towards us. Harry grabbed my small hand in his large one and pulled me closer as the boys walked by us.

"Harry..." I said.

He looked down at me. "Yeah?"

"You don't need to be like this."

He sighed and looked straight ahead. "Just forget about it, Tay."

"Why are you being so protective over me?" 

He sighed, again. "I just don't want you hanging around with any boys for a while, okay? I just want to protect you."

"Yeah, but what about Austin?"

"Austin's okay..."

I took my hand away from Harry's. At that moment, another group of drunken looking boys walked this way. Harry wrapped his arm around my shoulder as the tipsy boys walked past us, holding me close to his chest.

"Harry... it's not like they're going to hurt me with you standing right there," I explain.

Harry glanced at me before looking away again, shaking his head and sighing. "I'm trying to protect you, Tay."

"I don't need to be protected, Harry," I said, pulling my hand away from him and stopping in my tracks.

Harry sighed and turned around, holding his hand out to me. "Come on, Tay, keep walking."

"Stop treating me like I'm a princess in distress, Harry."

"I'm bloody worried about you!" he shouted, his voice taking over my sudden confidence. "I walked in and watched Josh try and hurt you, and I can't let that happen to you again. The boys and I are responsible for you and-"

"You can't save me from everything, Harry."

He dropped his hand back down to his side and sighed, shaking his head. He started to rub his eyes with his index finger and thumb before running his hand through his curls and turning to look at me again.

"I can sure as hell try, can't I?" he said, eyeing me. "I want to keep you safe and I want to do whatever it takes to do that. Can I try, Tay?"

I looked him up and down, sighing upon realization that I wasn't getting anywhere with this and just decided to smile at him before leaning forward and grabbing his hand once again.

****

"We're back!" I called, climbing into the bus. Nobody answered. "We bring food."

The four boys all come running out and grabbing the pizza's from me and Harry. They sit around the table and counter while scoffing down the pizza's.

I walked over and reached in, grabbing two pizza slices and putting them on two separate plates. I handed one to Harry and we walked into the living room area. 

We fell onto the couch beside each other and Harry turned on the TV while I ate my pizza. He threw the remote on the coffee table and began eating his pizza as well.

Next Morning.

It's morning!" A light breath blows into my ear.

"I know," I groaned.

"So get up." I'm pretty sure it was Zayn or Niall. There voices are nothing alike, but this person was whispering and it smelled a bit like them.

"No!" I whine into my pillow.

"We have a surprise for you," Niall's strong Irish accent said, still breathing on the side of my face.

I turn my head to the side and look at them. Yep, Niall and Zayn. "What is is?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Well, we've noticed you've been a bit down since the thing with Josh," Zayn said.

"So... we got you something," Niall said, finishing for him.

"Whatcha get me?" I asked excitedly, sitting up.

"Come see," Zayn said.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. Just as we were about to walk through the door, Niall put his hands over my eyes, giggled erupting from the three of us. 

I'm guided into the living room area, I think, and sat on the couch. I could hear the other boys giggling around me. Niall's hand is still over my eyes. "What is it?"

"Just wanna let you know, this was all Harry and Niall's idea," Liam said.

"Alright," I said, smiling wide.

Niall takes his hand away from my face and there, on the coffee table, is the cutest little puppy I've ever seen, probably small enough to fit in my hand. 

I smiled so big my cheeks hurt. I leaned over and picked up the tiny puppy. I couldn't stop smiling. "Who's is she?" I asked.

"Yours," Louis said.

I look at them, stunned and happy. "She's for me? Oh my God! You're the greatest! Thank you soooo much! What's her name?"

"Her name is Oreo," Niall giggled. That made sense considering she was brown and white.

I hugged her close to my face and smell her light coat. She smelled great. I smiled and set her on my lap. "Thank you so much. You guys really are the greatest!"

"We know," Zayn smiled.

I really do think I'll be alright. Especially with the lads.