Shattered || Narry

{07}

Harry

I paced back and forth in front of the door of the bedroom that I had placed the boy in. I was waiting for him to wake up and he had been out cold since I had taken him from those two thugs in the alley.

What was this boy doing there anyway? And what did he do to deserve the beating those men gave him?

The better question is "Why was I in the alley?" And my answer is, I honestly don't know. I was trying to hide myself from people in the town that knew me so I could get some things that I needed. And then somehow I came across the alley—oddly enough it was the same one I had my first encounter with that old lady—and I heard what was going on.

Maybe this was a sign.

Maybe this was the one I was supposed to try to get to fall in love with me within a year. But he was just a boy! He looked to be about 16 or 17. He'll probably try to run away the second he sees my face.

I honestly wouldn't blame him.

"Mr. Styles, sir..." I stopped pacing and looked up to see Liam. "Doing that isn't going to make him wake up any faster. The poor lad had a lot taken out of him. Let him rest."

"But what if he's hungry?" I asked, reaching for the handle.

"Then I'm sure the lad will come out of the room and explore until he comes across one of us..."

"One of us? Oh no no no no no. He can't see me. Not yet. Not now. He can't see me just yet. I'm not ready."

"But Mr. Styles..."

"I said no. He can't see me. Not yet..." I sighed. "You go in there. Figure out his name. Figure out why he was in that alley. Figure out as much as you can."

"Yes, sir." He began for the door then stopped. "What if he asks where he is or who took him?"

"Just tell him. "

I backed away from the door so Liam could step inside. As soon as he closed the door behind him, I heard the boy's voice. He was scared. He was asking Liam where he was.

"You're in the Styles Manor," Liam told him.

I pressed my ear up to the door so I could hear the boy more clearly.

"Styles Manor? Wh-where are Derek and Enrique? Did they follow us? Do they know where I am?"

It sounded like the boy was panicking and Liam told him that everything was going to be alright.

"Those men can't hurt you anymore. Mr. Styles has dealt with it."

"Mr. Styles? Is that who took me?" Liam must've nodded because the boy then asked another question. "Why did...Mr. Styles save me? He doesn't know me. I-I don't know him..."

Well that's a first. A lot of people knew me in this town. It really surprised me that this lad didn't. Maybe he didn't get out all that often.

"You were in need of help and he was there. He wasn't just going to let you die..."

I heard the boy sigh.