Ghostly Powers (One Direction)

Three

Anna's POV

The ride home was quiet and awkward and my jaw was killing me. It doesn't feel broken so I guess that's ok but I don't know how I'm going to explain the bruise to my mom. 

Harry pulled up in front of my house and helped me inside. We passed the boys who were sitting in the living room and Harry mouthed 'I'll explain later'. 

He instructed me to sit up on the counter so I hopped up and Harry handed me an ice pack for my face to stop the swelling. 

"Where else did he hit you?" 

"Just the normal, arms and stomach." I said quietly, looking down. I can't believe he has to see me like this. 

Harry started to pull up the bottom of my shirt and I quickly pulled it down ignoring the pain in my arms. "Anna I'm just going to see if it is bruised. I wont go any farther than that." he reassured and for some reason I trusted him. 

"Anna," Harry whispered, his fingers trailing over the purple and blue on my stomach, "how long has this been going on?" 

I had to think. Ever since I started talking to ghosts when I was 8. "Since I was 8." I said back. A tear slipped from Harry's eye and he got me another ice pack as he held it to my stomach. 

"I'm going to get a band-aid." I'm bleeding? I touched just below my eye and sure enough my fingers came back red. Great. Just fucking fantastic. Harry cleaned out my wound and bandaged it and gave me a glass of water. "I want you to get some rest." 

"Ok." I started to get off the counter but Harry's strong arms wrapped around me and carried me upstairs to my room. He laid me down gently and kissed my forehead, the only part of my face not black and blue right now. 

"Have a good sleep Anna" I closed my eyes falling asleep quickly, before he left the room. 

Louis' POV 

Harry walked down stairs about five minutes later. He looked sad. No, scratch that. He looked pissed, depressed and sad all in one. "Harry what's wrong? Why is Anna home?" Liam asked sitting up and pausing Madagascar 3. 

"I was helping her. I was cleaning her up." 

"Cleaning her up? What do you mean?" Liam looked confused. We all were. 

Harry looked like he had been crying and was about to break down again. "She can't go back there. I wont let her." he said as tear ran freely down his face. What the hell happened. 

"Harry, what happened?" Niall asked. 

"I was bringing her back her phone and I walked in and I could hear laughing. Like evil laughing. I walked over and they-they were making fun of her. Three girls. They were laughing while two boys, almost as big as Paul, hi-hit her. And they wouldn't stop and she was almost passed out. One was pi-pinning her to a locker while the other beat the crap out of her. She didn't do anything. She was just there. And they called her weird with no friends and ugly." Harry sobbed. 

"Wh-what?" I asked shocked. How could someone hit someone so innocent and caring and beautiful?

"She isn't going back to that hell hole. Not if I can help it." Harry said turning angry. 

"How long has it been going on for?" Liam asked. 

"Seven years." 

"And she didn't tell anyone?" 

"Not a soul. She fell asleep before I left her room and she was- she was talking, in her sleep."

"What did she say?" I asked curiously. 

"She-she said she deserved it, she was too weird and deserved it." Harry cried. I think he really likes her, more than a friend. "She is the last person to deserve something like that. She didn't deserve a single punch. Not one of them." 

"Well what can we do? She can't go back there and get beat up everyday!" Zayn said. He looked pissed. We all love her. But I'm starting to think Harry loves her in a different way than the rest of us. 

Although I can see why he would. Anna has this pull. Her personality is so sweet it just makes you want to be friends with her. Why someone would want to hurt her is beyond me.

"We bring her with us." Harry said simply. 

"Harry are you mad?" 

"That's the only way I- we can protect her and keep her safe." 

"You really like her don't you?" I asked looking at my best friend, I can ready him like a book. 

"No... guys I think-I think I love her." he said looking up at us. "I mean I know I have only known her for two days but I just can't get her out of my head." 

"Then it's settled." I said standing up. 

"What's settled?" Harry asked. 

"I'm calling Simon and telling him we are bringing her with us. Liam call Mrs.King, let her know what is happening and ask her if we can bring Anna on tour. Harry you go talk to Anna." 

Harry's POV

How do I tell someone I have known for two days that I love her? Damn I feel like a fourteen year old boy! Why am I so nervous? I have told lots of girls that I like them. But then again I have never told one I love her. 

"Cass, I know he helped me and I do trust him! It's just-" 

"Cass I'm sorry. Why do you care so much anyways?" 

"I'm sorry, I'm just stressed. How the hell am I going to school tomorrow?"

Was she talking to herself? I knocked lightly and Anna whispered something and opened the door. 

"We need to talk." She nodded and opened the door. 

"What do you need to talk about?" 

"What happened today. Why did they hurt you?" 

"Because I was there. Because I'm weird. Because no one likes me." she sad playing with her fingers. 

"We like you. That's why we wanted to know if you want to come on tour with us for the rest of the year. We leave in a week and it is for six months." 

"What about school?"

"We can set up on-line school."

"What about my mom?" 

"Liam is calling her right now." 

"But she will find out!" Anna said wide eyes.

"Anna it's ok. We are here for you. She will still love you!" 

"But she never went through this! Everyone thought she was cool! Why do they think they is cool when they think I'm weird for the same reason!?" 

"Anna calm down." I said taking her hand and rubbing circles on her palm. "We are taking you away from that. You never have to come back." 

Anna took a few deep breaths and calmed down. "Ok, if my mom says I can go I will. But if I inconvenience you at all I'm leaving ok?" 

I smiled and hugged her. "Um Harry, you can let go of my hand now." she blushed.

 I could feel my face turning red. Just then Louis ran into the room with the boys following him. "SHE CAN COME! SHE CAN COME!" he yelled and Niall started doing an Irish jig. 

"Are you sure you want to spend six months with this?" I laughed. 

She was smiling. I haven't seen her REALLY smile before. It was beautiful. Her white teeth showed as her lips curled up and crinkles formed by her eyes. 

I laughed. I just couldn't help but think of Little Things. The song fits her perfectly.