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

Chap. 8

Harry's P.O.V.

I was talking to the guys when I remembered something. "Oh! I'm so rude! Guys this is Iv-" Ivey wasn't there. "Harry? You ok mate?" Zayn asked. "No. I had a girl with me." I said. "Hey! I said come here!" 2 guys yelled. They were chasing something. I saw her. "Ivey!" I raced after the guys so I could get to Ivey. "Ivey!" I screamed after. She went into a big crowd of people. She so small that going through that crowd must have been easy. I went through and I knew she would try and head for home. "There she is!" I saw Ivey push me. She didn't know it was me. I raced after her but the guys shoved me down. I bounced up and continued to run. I turned a corner and it was blocked off but I saw them gaining on Ivey. She crossed a street and turned. I ran faster and saw her on the ground as the guys walked to her. "Stop!" They turned and looked at me. I could tell Ivey wanted to get up but she was in pain. "Touch her and you will get hurt!" I shoved them in the wall and carried Ivey. Niall came up with my car as the boys got out. I sat her in the passenger seat. I looked at her hands and knees. "I'm ok. Really! I am-" She started but I cut her 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!" She looked down. "But I-" "No!" She shivered. I could tell she didn't want to make eye contact with me. I scared her. "Ivey, I'm sorry. Its just that-" She cut me off. "Take me home." "Ivey. Just give me a second." She snapped at me. "No. Take me home now!" I sighed. "Ok." I got on the other side of the car. "Demanding." I shot a glare at Louis. "This isn't the time to be sassy!" I mouthed. Ivey got out of the car and closed the door. "You know what? I'll walk. I don't want a ride. I guess fro your friends I'm demanding." "But Ivey." "No! You should of let that guy beat me! I don't ever want to see you again! Good-bye!" She started to walk away. "Ivey!" She didn't stop. "Louis, you just had to be sassy!" He shrugged his shoulders. I ran and grabber her hand in mine and turned her around. "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" She nodded. I followed behind her to my car. I opened the door for her and she got in. She didn't look at me at all. I just love her hazel eyes. I want to see them. I drove her home and I opened her car door and walked her up to her house. "Thanks for showing me around." She said. "No problem. Just to let you know, its a big city meaning lots of dangers." She nodded. I looked at the ground and saw her knees. "Ivey. You knees!" She looked at them as blood went down her leg. "I can clean them. Don't worry." She said. "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 looked at her. "I worry about you since what has happened to you. Please?" I caught her eyes with mine. I begged. She sighed. "Fine. Spare bathroom is straight down there. Band-Aids, alcohol, and what ever else is back there." She stepped aside and let me in. She followed me in. I lifted her on the counter next to the sink. She is really light. I cleaned her cuts on her knees and the heels of her hands. Once I was finished, I put the stuff back and she gently got down. "Thanks for cleaning my cuts and saving me." I looked at her. Her eyes caught mine. Oh how I wanted to get closer to her face and look at them. "No problem." She walked me to the door. "So what are you doing tomorrow?" I asked. "I have work." "Can I drive you?" "No. My friend is going to but thanks for the offer." I nodded. "Well, I'll see you around." I said. "Ok. Bye!" She said. "Bye!" She closed the door and I ran into my house where the boys were. "Hey mate! You like her or what!?" Louis shouted. "Shut up Louis!" Niall shouted. "Yeah I like her! But I saw something and I have to know her story!" I said. "What do you mean?" Liam asked. "When I saved her from that guy that hurt her the other night, I saw scratches, scars, red marks, and cuts on her wrists. Did she get abused? Or did she hurt herself?" They nodded. "I have to protect her." I walked into my bedroom and took the pillow that Ivey had her head on. I could smell her perfume on it. "Ivey. I have to know." I whispered to myself.

Ivey's P.O.V.

I heard the door click open and close downstairs. "Ivey?" I heard Kyle shout. I ran down stairs and saw Kyle... With cake and frosting all over him. I held back a laugh. "Hey... So how was the wedding?" I turned around and laughed. I turned back around and looked at Kyle as he glared at me. "I hate the little kids there. They eat a lot! It was my turn for handing out cake and a little runt jumped me from behind and smashed my face into the cake! They got in trouble big time. I was going to bring you piece but-" I cut him off as took my finger and whipped some frosting off his cheek. I put it in my mouth. "Mmmm! Butter crème!" Kyle rolled his eyes. I kept whipping the frosting off of him. "Can I be done being a cake and take a shower?" I shook my head. "Just a second." Kyle shook his head but it turned into a smirk. "What?" I asked. He held his arms out. "I missed you all day. All I want is a hug!" My eyes started to widen as I backed up. "No. Don't you dare!" He lunged at me but I jumped back. "No!" I screamed. "Come on! Don't run!" I ran to my bedroom but before I could lock the door, Kyle busted it open. He grabbed my waist and swung me around. "Stop!" I screamed and laughed. He put me back down and hugged me close to him. He rubbed his hands on my back, whipping the frosting on me. "Aww! I love you!" I rolled my eyes. "I love you too! Now please go shower!" He left for the shower and I looked in the mirror. Cake and frosting was all over me. I shook my head than the door bell rang. I looked out my window and saw the mop curls. I opened my window and poked my head out. "Hey!" I yelled. He looked up and backed-up. "Hey! Are you ok? I heard screaming." I nodded. "My friend rubbed cake all over me." he nodded. "Can you come down here for a second?" I nodded and ran down stairs. I opened the door and Harry whipped some icing off of my face and put it in his mouth. "Mmmm. Butter crème!" I nodded. "Yeah. It was from a wedding cake." Harry nodded. "Well nothing is going on here so... I better take a shower." I said. "Ok." He handed me a piece of paper. "What's this?" I asked. "Just in case you need me or if there is an emergency." I nodded. "Bye." He walked away. "Bye!" I closed the door and put the number in my phone. I texted the number. "Harry, right?" It texted back. "Correct Ivey!" I smiled. "Ok!" I jumped in the shower and ate/washed off the frosting and cake. I got out and threw on shorts and my sports bra. I walked down stairs. "Hey. Was someone here?" Kyle asked. "Yeah. Harry Styles." "What did he want?" "He heard me scream and wasn't sure if it was a good or bad scream." "Oh," "Yeah." "So what did you do all day?" I took in a deep breath. "Ivey?" "I went on a tour around London." "Really?" I nodded. "Yeah. With Harry." I whispered. "With who?" I looked at Kyle. "With Harry." I explained everything that happened. "Wow." Kyle said. "Yeah." "Do you like him?" I looked at Kyle. "What? No! Well... He's cute but he's famous! Everyone knows his name. I'm just a small town girl!." "So? Get it girl!" I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to bed. Night sweet buns!" I said. "Good-night lover girl." "Shut up!" I said. I crawled into bed and fell asleep.