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

Chap. 9

"Please! Just let me be!" I screamed as tears came down my face. I couldn't see anything. It was dark in my house. My mom was gone on vacation for a while. "But babe. I want to play a game." Tears came down my face as Chris's voice trailed through the house. I touched the kitchen counter and jumped on, holding my knees close to my chest. I buried my face between my knees. I don't want to see his face. I felt a cold object trail on the back of my neck. It went away. I them felt a finger go around me than husband grab me and throw me to the ground. I screamed. I felt him hover above me than his breath touched my ear as I shivered. "Shh-h-h. Don't scream baby. We haven't gotten to the fun part yet." Tears came out of my eyes as I saw the metal pipe he held. "Don't worry. This will only hurt... A lot." He held it behind his head and hit me with great force. He hit my stomach and my back. I was kicking and screaming. "Stop! STOP! PLEASE! STOP!!" I screamed louder. He hit me than threw the metal pipe at me.

"Ivey! Ivey! You're having another nightmare! Wake up!" I heard Kyle's voice as he shook me awake. I sat up... And I was covered on sweat. "What was it now?" Kyle asked. "He had the metal pipe." I said. He held me. "Shh. Its ok. It's 5:30. You should shower and ill make breakfast and ill take you to work." I nodded as I grabbed a towel and jumped in the shower. After that, I put on my black pants, my shirt with the Nike logo on it, and my Nike shoes. I dried my hair and put on a head band and put my hair in a high pony tail. I saw the time. 6:20. I walked down stairs as I out my phone in my pocket. Kyle had a waffle ready for me. "Hey. How do you feel?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Ehh... I'm ok." I sat down and put my face in my hands. "Are you sure?" He asked. I shook my head as tears cane out of my eyes. "I-I just d-don't understand. I thought if I-I moved away on the other side of the earth, t-than all the flashbacks would s-stop!" I stuttered. He came around and held me. "Ivey, ill do what it takes to protect you from Chris and your mother. I don't care if we have to shave our heads and become monks! I will NOT let them hurt you again." I nodded. He grabbed the small waffle he made. " Eat. Than ill take you to work." I nodded and ate. After that, I stood up and Kyle came down with some pajama pants on and a t-shirt. He grabbed his keys and drove me to work. I was really jumpy at every little sound. I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I jumped around. James looked suprised. "Whoa! It's ok. It's just me. You've been jumpy today. Are you ok?" I nodded. "Yeah. Just had a bad night." He nodded. "Well, its almost your lunch break." I nodded. I saw the doors open, and the familiar black hood and glasses came back. I looked closer at his face. I shook my head. Harry. I walked to the back and ate a granola bar. I wasn't really hungry. When I walked back out, I saw him sitting on the bench where you try on shoes. He slid his glasses down to his nose and smiled at me. I took my phone out and took a picture of him and sent it and said, "Emergency! a weird creepy guy is looking at me!" He texted back. "He looks stunning." I rolled my eyes and walked away. My phone vibrated and it was a picture of me walking away and it said, "Oh damn! Look at dat ass!" I turned around and he smirked. I was kind of freaked out. I walked away faster. I was scared. I glanced over my shoulder and he was gone. Did he leave. I felt an arm snake around my waist. I shivered. "Don't run away from me. Someone might try and attack you again." The low British accent said in a whisper. I rolled my eyes. "Harry!" I turned around and he smirked. "That was funny." He said. "Hell no its not!" o was really fustrated. "And why not!?" "Ever since he-... I thought that if I moved her than that would stop the dre-... Nevermind." I walked towards the back but before I could go in, Harry grabbed my hand. "Ivey, I'm sorry. Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head. "No. I'll be fine." I said. I just looked at the ground until I realised that Harry was hold my hand. I slipped it out of his hand and my hand fell to my side. "Are you on your lunch break?" He asked. I nodded. "Do you want to go get some lunch. "No thanks. I'm not hungry." I said. "Please? It's the least I can do. After what I did to you, I feel bad. Please?" His finger went under my chin and lifted my face up. I saw his green eyes. How could I resist? "Fine." We walked out to his car and be drove to McDonald's. I ate some chicken nuggets and threw my trash away. "Thanks." I said. "No problem." I just don't feel like myself. "Are you sure you're ok? You look a little pale." I smiled. "That's because I haven't been outside for like ever!" He chuckled. "I know but you just don't look right." I got and went to the bathroom. Harry was right. I look more pale than I usually do. I walked out and Harry stood up. "Are you ok?" I nodded. He walked me back into work. Something didn't seem right. James saw me and came up to me. "Are you ok?" I was getting irritated. "Why does everyone keep asking me that!? I'm fine!" Harry looked at me. "Ivey! Your eyes!" I took out my phone and looked in my reflection. O was realty pale, it was black under my eyes, and lips lost color. I couldn't see anything. It became blurry. My knees went weak. "Catch me." I mumbled. I fell and Harry caught me. "Ivey?" "Take me home!" I said. Harry carried me to the car and carried me inside my house. I could tell that Kyle wasn't home. "Put me on the couch." I said. Harry refused. "No. You need your bed. Now where is your room?" I would fight back but I just didn't have the energy to. "Upstairs. Second door on the left." He walked me up and I felt something coming up. I got out of Harry's hold and ran to the bathroom. I threw up as Harry came in and held my hair back. Once finished, I felt bad. "I'm so sorry." I said ad tears came out of my eyes. "It's ok. Don't be sorry." He said. "Do you want to stay in here or your bed?" "Bed." he carried me to my bed and covered me up. He sat in the 1 person love seat I had. "I'll be here in case you need anything." I nodded. "Can you leave for a second?" he nodded and went out if my room. I grabbed my sports bra, shorty shorts, and a t-shirt. I threw them on and laid back in bed. "Come in." I said. He came back in and sat in the seat. He looked uncomfortable. Seeing someone uncomfortable makes me uncomfortable. "Harry, if you want, you can lay in bed with me." he kicked his shoes off and laid next to me. I had a trash can next to me just in case. I laid there in the quiet room. All except for our breathing. I want to go to sleep but I didn't want those nightmares to come back. I fought against my sleepy eyes. Harry could tell what was going on. "Ivey, go to sleep." "No. I don't want to." He hot closer to me. He started to sing, 'Isn't She Lovely.' I knew I was in trouble. I felt my eyes close and I did the worst thing. Sleep.