Nobody Compares to You ( Harry Styles Fanfic )

Chapter 14

I open my eyes to see harry pulling Anthony off me. Harry then slams him up against the fence fisting his shirt and raising him up to his height. Harry’s fist then makes contact with his jaw. I gasp scared of what harry will do. A lump in my throat forms causing me to not speak. I try to get words out but I can’t.

          Harry then throws Anthony on the ground. Anthony tries to struggle from his grasp but harry holds him firmly. Harry fist start pounding Anthony harder than I thought was possible, each punch hitting him right in the face. Anthony tries fighting back as he hit harry in the gut but that only infuriated harry as he continuously pound his fist in Anthony face starting to draw blood. The image scared me. For one the blood but two that I had no idea how strong harry was and the thought of not remembering any of these people and how strong and how much hate he had against Anthony makes me question everything. Harry then slams anthonys head on the ground pounding it into the grass. It’s so overwhelming and I can’t even think straight at the moment. As I snap back into reality I run over to harry trying to pull him off.

“STOP!” I yell frantically. “YOUR GOING TO KILL HIM” I choke out pulling at harry shirt. That’s when Harry’s eyes make contact with mine. His eyes are dark and small unlike the bright emerald green eyes that my brain seems to only remember. His eyes are full of lust and pain, making my heart sink knowing all of this is my fault. He then stands up like he knows he doesn’t want to frighten me further. His big hands push me slowly behind him. He then walks over to Anthony’s body pulling him up so there eyes meet.

“Listen you prick,” harry growled “Don’t you dare fucking touch her again or I won’t stop”. Anthony eyes were big. Harry hurt him pretty bad. His lip was brushed and split, and his nose was a deep purple/black, blood still dripping down his chin. I look away not being able to stare at him. “Now. Go.” harry warned his jaw clinched. Anthony scrambled away not wasting anytime.

          Harry then turned to me, his eyes softened. I bit my lip looking in his eyes searching for anything. He lightly stepped forward but I step back slightly not knowing what to do or say to the person who knows me better than I know myself. I can tell he is heartbroken and afraid I won’t get my memory back.

“Lyla” he whispers his voice cracking. I stay there silent as tears pour from my eyes. I stood still as his hand ran over my arm, sending chills through my body. His touch gave me life.

“Did he touch you” he whimpers from the memory. I can’t say anything because I’m afraid I will burst into tears. I just nod, closing my eyes tightly trying to keep the tears in. Harry closes the space between us pulling me to his body. I know he won’t go far but I need someone to hold me and tell me everything will be alright.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you” harry whispers in my ear. He holds my head and back keeping me close to his body. I let go of the restrain and let myself melt into harry, crying.

“I just…” I choke trying to get words out. But my throat is dry.

“You just what baby” he asks pulling away so he looks in my eyes.

“I just want to go home” I say taking a deep breath. Harry nods and takes my hand leading me leading me back to the house. I start to wind through the bodies keeping my head low not wanting to show my face.

“Harry! What happened?” someone calls.

“Were leaving” he snarls giving the voice a glare. I just keep my face hidden as we make our way to the car.

          Harry shoves the keys in and starts the ignition. The car is silent as I stare out the window. I try to collect my thoughts but I can’t because my damn brain doesn’t know anything.  I pick at my nail polish as we sit in silence.