What Hurts The Most (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chap. 7

"Hi." He said in his deep British accent. "Hi." I said back. He held out my black leather vest. "You forgot this the other night. Thought I stop by and give it back." He handed it to me and I took it. "Thanks." "Look the other night. I'm sorry. I was tired and couldn't think. Can we start over?" I nodded. "I mean, I guess." He looked confused at me. "You guess?" I shook my head. "I just have a hard time trusting people, that's all." "Is there a reason?" "I don't want to talk about it." He nodded. There was an awkward silence for a while. "So... Harry?" He looked up at me. "What?" "I don't know! I'm trying to make conversation and not let there be awkward silence. I hate that!" "No. You know who I am?" I nodded. "Harry Styles from a boy band called 'One Direction.' That's all I know. Why?" He looked into my eyes. I don't know what it is but something about his green eyes makes me feel... Good inside. "You're different. I thought you didn't know who I am. I guess you do. I'm just surprised you didn't scream." I sighed. "Do you want me to?" He shook his head. "Please no." "Ok. I won't." "Well the real reason why I came over was because... Well... Umm... I uhh... D-do you want a tour around London? I can show you some good shops." I thought about it. "Come in. Let me just change." He came in and I ran upstairs. I closed my door and went to my dresser. I threw on jean shorts, a white tank top, a dark blue blouse so no one can see my marks on my back. I ticked my blouse in a little and threw on my converse. I put on eye shadow that matched my blouse. I threw on mascara, eye liner, a little blush, and just a small touch of lip stick. I brushed my hair one last time and walked downstairs. "Wow. You look great!" I nodded. "Thanks." I grabbed my phone and put it in my back pocket. "Ok. I'm ready." We walked out and Harry opened the passenger door to his black mustang. I got in and he got on the drivers side and started the engine as it roared to life. "Ready?" He asked. "Yeah." He drove down town and I saw the big clock tower. "That's Big Bentley or Big Ben." I nodded. "That's amazing." He showed me where the queen lives and around town. We parked in front of star bucks. He threw on sun glasses and a hat and hid his hair underneath. "Sorry. I don't want paparazzi to find me." I shook my head. "No. Its ok." We got out and Harry stood next to me. "Thirsty?" I shook my head. "Hungry?" I shook my head. "Its lunch time. Did you even eat anything?" "Yeah." I lied. "What did you eat?" "Cereal. After I was finished, that's when you knocked on my door." Harry shook his head. "I'm so sorry. I'm very rude. I didn't get your name." I smiled. "Its ok. I'm Ivey Webb." He nodded. "Its beautiful." I smiled. "Thanks." "Well since you won't eat, shall we continue?" I nodded. He showed me different shops around town. We were walking up to the car when a guy jumped on Harry's back. "What the-" The guy jumped off and Harry turned around. "Louis!" The hugged and 3 more guys walked up. "Liam! Niall! Zayn! I didn't think you would come!" I couldn't tell who was who. "Well mate we wanted to surprise you! We saw your car and Louis wanted to surprise you." The dark haired one said. I felt left out so I stayed quiet. It felt like forever so I walked away from them. I headed for home. I know its a few miles out but I just wanted to go home. I passed an ally way when 2 guys in the ally way whistled at me. I kept going though. Kyle always told me to never stop if a man whistles at you. You are not a dog. I heard them yell at me. "Hey baby doll! Come here!" I kept walking. I turned a corner and felt someone following me. "Hey! I said come here!" I turned and those guys were following me. I saw a huge crowd of people. I walked in and started to run and squeeze through. Once out, I sprinted towards home. I was scared. I stopped because there was a car wreck. I turned and saw the guys looking for me. I went into the crowd of people. "There she is!" I heard one yell. I ran hard through and pushed people out of the way. I turned a corner and it was blocked off by little orange and white fences. I ran under them and stayed on the side. "Get her!" I looked back and they were gaining on me. I crossed a street and turned into an ally way. I saw crates and I thought I could climb up them and get on the metal ladder to the roof. I tried but the crates fell. I fell on the cold concrete. I scraped my knees and the heels of my hands. "Ha! You thought you could make it? You are dumb and don't listen! When we say 'Come here', we mean it. Now you're going to get some pain. I lifted my self up but I was hurting everywhere. I looked up and they were close. "Stop!" I heard the voice. The same voice and same guy who saved me before. "Touch her and you will get hurt!" He walked over and shoved the guys into the wall. He picked me up by sliding his arm behind my knees and my back, carrying me bridal style. He walked out and walked out of the blocked off area as Harry's car came to a stop in front of us. The same guys came out as Harry sat me in the passenger side. He looked at my knees and hands. "I'm ok. Really! I am-" He cut me off. "Don't ever run away like that again! I thought those guys would of got you before I did. You scared the hell out of me!" "But I-" "No!" he yelled at me. I looked down at my knees. "Ivey. I'm sorry. Its just that-" I cut him off. "Take me home." "Ivey. Just give me a second." I could feel something inside of me burn. "No. Take me home now!" Harry sighed. "Ok." The guy who I think is Louis said something under his breath. "Demanding." I glared at him. "You know what?" I got out of the car and closed the door. Harry looked at me. "I'll walk. I don't want a ride. I guess to your friends I'm demanding." Louis face turned a little red. "But Ivey." "No! You should of let that guy beat me! I don't ever want to see you again! Good-bye!" I started to walk away. "Ivey!" I kept walking on. I felt a hand grab my hand. "Please? Just ignore Louis. He is sassy and can be a bitch at times." "I heard that!" Louis yelled. "Ivey please. I'm so sorry. I'll take you home." I nodded. He followed me to his car. He opened the door and I got in without making eye connection to his friends. He drove me home. It was quiet. Once home, he opened my door and walked me up to my house. I unlocked my door. "Thanks for showing me around." I said. "No problem. Just to let you know, its a big city meaning lots of dangers." I nodded. He looked at the ground and saw my knees. "Ivey. Your knees!" I looked at them. "I can clean them. Don't worry." "No. I'll clean them. Do you have a spare bathroom?" "Harry. I can take care of myself. I won't die if I do." "I worry about you since what has happened to you. Please?" His green eyes caught mine. How can I resist his eyes. "Fine. Spare bathroom is straight down there. Band-Aids, alcohol, and what ever else is back there." He came in and I followed him to the spare bathroom. He sat me on the counter next to the sink. Wow he is really strong. He cleaned my cuts on my knees and the heels of my hands. Once he was finished, he put the stuff back. "Thanks for cleaning my cuts and saving me." He looked at me. "No problem." I walked him to the door. "So what are you doing tomorrow?" He asked. "I have work." "Can I drive you?" "No. My friend is going to but thanks for your offer." He nodded. "Well, I'll see you around." Harry said. "Ok. Bye!" "Bye!" I closed my door and ran into my bedroom and waited for Kyle to get home