Save You (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 10

**Harry's POV**

I groaned in pain as I pushed myself up into a sitting position. My head was throbbing and the world was spinning, not to mention my back was killing from the impact of hitting the ground. That was just plain rude. As I tripped over the bodies the girl reached over and caught me, but then she just let me go and I crashed to the floor.

"What the hell!?" I shouted in anger, but the girl wasn't even in front of me. I looked around for her but I quickly forgot about her whereabouts and began to wonder about my own.

This wasn't the hotel suite.

I waited until the horrible dizziness stopped before slowly pushing myself up to my feet. I was in a bedroom. There were two single beds placed next to each other, the walls were cream with tropical patterns near the brown carpet and there was a full length mirror attached to a wardrobe on he side of the room which was next to a chest of drawers. I turned around and walked over to the window, gasping in awe. I was near a beach, not a cloud in the sky, the salty waves swooshing and splashing.

"Where am I?" I whispered.

"Waikiki!"

I screeched in alarm, spinning around and holding my chest as someone spoke behind me. It was that girl. As I tried to steady my breathing, I spoke between pants. "W-Waikiki...that's like...in Hawaii, right?"

She giggles, nodding her head and swinging her arms back and forth. Hawaii? Wait...I'm in Hawaii!? I stared at the girl as she swayed from side to side with a wistful expression on her face. I raised an eyebrow and slowly stood upright, eyeing her up and down.

"Who are you?" I asked slowly.

"Who are you?" She tilts her head.

"N-no, not me, you."

"You?"

"You."

"You."

"No, you!"

"I know! I know you!"

"No, not me, you!" I pointed my finger at her in frustration.

"You?" She points at me.

"No! Not me! Not me! You!"

"Me?"

"Yes!"

"Me..."

"Yes! Yes, you! Who are you!?"

"Ooohh! You could have just said so!"

Is this girl for real?

"I did sa-" I suddenly stopped and took a deep breath, not wanting to begin this all over again. "Answer my question."

"It doesn't really matter."

I was pretty sure my jaw was practically on the floor. This couldn't be the same girl in the black hood, could she? She looked like her. She has the same blonde hair, pale skin, same pink lips. If she was wearing a black hood right now she would look exactly like her. But she just seemed so...happy and...well, stupid. Nothing like the hooded girl.

"O-okay. Can you tell me how we got here?" I asked.

She giggles. "Why do you talk so slowly?"

"I'm not-!" I cleared my throat and sped up my speech. "I'm not talking slow."

She smirks and raises a brow.

"Look, can you just answer my question!? What is this!? How- I mean- what- we're in Hawaii! We were in New York a few minutes ago! How the hell is that possible!?"

"Woooaah! Lower the volume, hot-shot! Turn off the panic mode!"

"I'm sorry, 'hot-shot'?"

"My nickname for you."

"N-no, you don't- you ca- don't call me that, it's Harry."

"Hot-shot."

"Harry."

"Hot-shot."

"Harry!"

"Hot-shot fits you better."

I pinched the bridge of my nose and let out a long sigh. "Are you the girl who's been saving me these past few weeks?" I rushed out.

The girl blinks and tilts her head to the side before giving me a friendly smile. "Well...you caught on pretty quickly." She says, her voice just a little lower. "Is it that obvious?"

I shrugged. "It's the hair. And the lips." I added a little quieter.

"Ah, right. Fair enough." She says, scratching the back of her head.

I preferred this side of her instead of the idiotic side. "So...are you gonna answer any of my other questions?"

"Well, indeed I am the girl you are speaking of." She says, taking a seat on the edge of one of the beds. "Aaaand we jumped."

"...we...jumped?"

She nods, going back to her friendly smile. "Yep."

All of a sudden, she was standing right in front of me, her face inches from mine. Blue flecks of light in the resemblance of lightning flared around her and quickly disappeared. I yelped in alarm and fell backwards but she quickly caught my shoulder and pulled me back up in one quick motion, a giggle escaping her lips. My eyes widened when I saw her electric eyes were suddenly glowing. I watched as the glow slowly faded and they were back to normal. Well, normal for her that is.

"How did you...?"

"I jumped."

I was absolutely dumbfounded. Before I could get another word out, she was suddenly on the other side of the room again. The same sparks of lightning flew around her before quickly disappearing and the glow in her eyes slowly dimmed like last time.

"W-wha- how- this is- wha-" I stuttered, unable to form a complete sentence. This is beyond freaky. This girl is unreal. Whatever it is she's doing it's just unreal.

"I can see that you're completely dumbfounded. It's fine, that's normal." She shrugs, her smile smaller than last time, slightly amused.

I exploded.

"Normal!? How is anything about this situation normal!? We're in fucking Hawaii! I-I don't even know you and you just- what the fuck is going on here!?" I was beyond freaking out by this point.

"Hey, hey! Cool it, Curly! You need to sit down before you hurt yourself." She scolds, pouting those pink lips.

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down! You don't have the right to tell me to calm down! What is this!? Some kind of joke!? A fucking prank!? Because if it is it's not funny!" I was screaming around the room at most likely nothing. I could tell by her face that this wasn't some joke. She didn't say anything this time. She just crossed her legs and watched me pace the room, harshly tugging my hair.

"No. No no no no no, this can't be happening, this can't be fucking happening! This Vincent guy wants to kill me and hurt my best friends to torture me and I'm here in fucking Hawaii! I have to go back, they'll be worried sick about me!"

"I'm afraid that's not possible, Styles." I turned on my heel to face her and see her picking her nails. I furrowed my eyebrows and clenched my jaw in anger. She looked up at me, not at all intimidated by my stance and how I towered above her. "I can't take you back. Not now at least." She shrugged.

"What do you mean?" I practically growled, not caring that this girl could kill me in an instant right now.

"Vincent has plenty more schemes to torture you further before killing you. So I took you away for the time being until he gives up and finds another target. That's what usually happens anyway."

"Usually?"

"You're not the only one who's been in this situation."

That statement calmed me down only slightly. "And how long does it usually take before he moves on...?"

"Around six to eight months."

"Months!?"

"Mm-hm. All you have to do is relax that curly head of yours and leave all the work to me. If someone manages to track us down, I'll jump us to another countr-"

"I CAN'T STAY AWAY FOR THAT LONG!"

She raises an eyebrow and blinks a few times at my sudden outburst. "Well I'm afraid you're gonna have to deal with it."

"Well I'm afraid I'm not gonna deal with it. You are going to take me back to New York right now."

She deeply exhales, closing her eyes and shaking her head. When she opens them again, I noticed that they were a much darker shade than their original electric blue. She slowly stands up and looks up at me. "And what if I say no? What are you gonna do about it, hot-shot?" She says lowly, her tone threatening.

I grind my teeth together and glower back at her. "It's Harry."

"I don't think you realise who is in charge here." She says, ignoring my statement. "Here I am, risking my own life, taking many others to keep your ass safe and you're ordering me what to do? No. Ohh no. I don't think you understand how this works." I hadn't realised we had been walking backwards until my back hit the wall and she was right up in my face. "You listen to me. You do what I say. You don't ignore me and if you disagree with anything I say, then it's your life. Not mine."

Now I know why that website said to avoid eye contact. Those eyes had me captured in a net. The way the lightning bolts lit up while she glared at me made me feel weak at the knees. My stomach churned and I could feel bile rising in my throat as my fear for this girl increased. My eyes began searching the room, looking at anything but her. "W-well, what if I said no?" I barely whispered.

I could feel her glare intensifying. She didn't say anything else. She gripped my arm, tightly, and all of a sudden the world was spinning again. I fell to the ground when she let me go and I landed on a cold, hard floor. The heat of Hawaii was quickly replaced by cold, bitter air. I looked around and saw many buildings, roads and trees. Wherever we were, we were high up. I noticed an edge close by and slowly crawled over to it and peered over it.

I screamed and quickly shuffled back as far away from the edge as possible.

"Where are we now!?" I asked, my voice shaking with fear.

"We, my friend, are on the very top of the Eiffel Tower." A voice above me said. I looked up to see the girl sitting on the bar on the very edge.

I stood up and slowly gripped onto the bar. We were standing in a small circle. I looked down again to see that she was telling the truth. We were in fact on the very top of the Eiffel Tower. "W-what are we doing here?"

"You refused to listen to me and let me do my work, so I brought you here." She shrugs. Her eyes were back to their electric blue now.

"Is this even safe!?"

"Oh yeah! Completely safe! ...though I wouldn't move around so much."

I gulped, my grip tightening on the bar. "W-w-well can we go somewhere a little lower please?"

"Nope. If you refuse to let me do my work, then I shall keep you here where you can't go anywhere."

"What!? Are you crazy!? You can't keep me here for six months!"

"Oh I can and I will." She says, jumping off the bar and sitting on the ground. "So I suggest you get comfortable, cuz you're gonna be here a while."

I shook my head and tugged at my hair. This wasn't happening. This was not happening. I peered over the edge again and when I did, I quickly slumped down on the floor and hugged my knees close to my chest before I ended up throwing up my lunch. I let out a heavy sigh and glared at the girl sitting opposite me who was now reading a magazine.

"I hate you." I growled.

She shrugged. "Well so far, I'm not very fond of you either, hot-shot."

"For the last time, it's Harry!"

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