***Melanie's P.O.V***
"Harry, we're going to get going. Have to take care of some stuff" Zayn called walking into the room again. He winked down at me, but I only rolled my eyes. "Have a good time, yeah?"
"Piss off" I grumbled.
"Ooh! You are feisty!" he chuckled. "Later man." he nodded towards Harry, before leaving out the front door.
"Later" Harry shouted, before they all left. As soon as the door slammed closed, Harry smirked down at me. "Gone at last." he smiled.
"Wh-what? But you're friends..." I mumbled, confused, yet still afraid to get cheeky with him.
Harry's chest rumbled with laughter, shaking his heads, curls bouncing around. "They are," he nodded his head. "But that doesn't mean one of them wouldn't try and take away what is mine." he spoke calmly.
My heart leaped into my throat. How did he know about Niall? Did Harry know what Niall had lied about helping me? But if that was the case, then Niall would have been telling the truth. Maybe Niall really did want to help me. Ugh, this is so confusing.
"What are you talking about, Harry?" I asked.
He chuckled at the question as if it was silly, like a child asking why it got dark at night time.
"Baby, I know what Niall was doing." he smirked.
"I don't know what you're talking about.." I spoke, barely audible, yet Harry heard what I said.
"Now now, don't lie to me sweetheart" he warned, staring at me straight in the eye. His fingers stroked my cheek, causing me to flinch backwards. I didn't want him touching me. Especially after what he just did to me. But I was afraid he would do it again. Nothing was going to stop him.
"I'm not ly-" Harry cut me off speaking, still smirking at me.
"Melanie," he warned. "Admit it. Niall said he was going to help you."
"No" I lied.
"Melanie." His voice was deep and rough. I gulped, nervous that he was quickly getting angry again. "Admit it."
"Yes" I whispered. Harry seemed happy with my answer, his smirk getting even wider.
"Yes what?" he pushed. i internally sighed at the game he was playing.
"He said he was going to help me" I confessed.
He placed his lips on my temple, kissing it softly which surprised me. I was used to him being so rough with me, yet that kiss was barely felt. Thank God for that.
"Good girl" he whispered. "You know what's funny though babe?" he asked. I didn't reply, so Harry continued. "That you actually believed him" Wait, what? So I was right. Niall was lying?
"What?" I questioned him. Harry reached his arms around my back, pulling me upwards into his chest, so we were both sitting in the couch.
"Poor sweet, innocent, baby" he whispered by my ear. I didn't move, so I stayed frozen in his arms, while he whispered dirty and patronizing things in my ear. One hands was placed around me, holding me to him, while the other stroked my head softly.
"Did you really think that he would help you, darling?" he asked me.
"I don't..I didn't know.." I stuttered, dang nerves getting the better of me. He laughed very faintly and softly by my ear, before kissing me on the neck.
"Baby, Niall wasn't going to help. He just wanted you for himself." he spoke. I swear Harry must have heard my heart shatter into a million pieces and crumble, as he wrapped his arms around me tightly, almost, almost in a comforting, pity way. As if he felt sorry for me, that I had been betrayed like that.
"Why?" I cracked.
"Shh, it's ok baby" he whispered softly. "Niall isn't the good boy he appears sweetheart. He was going to take you, use you, and break you" he mumbled into my head, kissing my temple repeatedly.
Fire burned within me. How could Harry say tha as if it was wrong, yet that's exactly what he was doing! Harry was killing me slowly every minute!
"But that's what you did!" I shouted, my voice breaking, causing tears to yet again fall. I was in so much pain. Physically and emotionally. I could only take so much after my past. Memories were still so painful to think about. Charlie...No. No, Melanie, don't go back there. Now, my best friend was dead, I had been kidnapped, hurt, raped, and treated like a child, and used. All of it had taken a toll, and I couldn't handle anymore. There was nothing left inside of me.
"No baby" he whispered, rubbing circles in my back, as if he was trying to help me. "I don't want to just use you. It's true I want to touch you, do so many things to you baby," I gulped as he stared into my eyes longingly "But I also want you. I want to make you smile and laugh." he spoke.
That shocked me the most. Harry didn't just want to hurt me? Lies. That's all Harry had done, and that's all Harry was going to do.
"And you know the best part, baby?" he asked. "I do have you. I have you all to myself." he spoke.
That was it. That was the last part that killed me. Tears streamed down my face quickly and nerver ended. The last spark of hope I had in me was freedom, and Harry just took that from me, and it killed me. Harry held me to him tightly and I cried, and he whispered into my ear, but nothing helped.
I was broken.
