Broken

Chapter 24

Zayns pov

I stare at Harry shocked. Why had he possibly come here? And what the heck had happened to him. I quickly carry him inside and lock the front door. Who would do this to him.

I had only been absent from the band for awhile but I knew something had majorly taken place. I go up the stairs to my bedroom and place him on the soft bed. He needed a shower and maybe some medical attention. The wounds and bruises that were black and blue had been repeatedly hit. Which meant they hadn't had any time to even heal properly.

I run downstairs and grab as many towels and washcloths I can. I needed to be careful with him in this state. He had barely made it here alive from his piercing green eyes. I turn on the water to the shower. I make the temperature barely hot. I didn't know how much he could really take.

I lift him over my shoulder lightly as he snores softly. He must be really tired if that didn't wake him up. I lean him up in a sitting position against the cool tile. I grab the nozzle for the shower pulling it close to me. Before I put the water on him I carefully take his shirt off putting it to the side. I look at his back and cringe.

Bloody gashes line his whole back to the point that the skin was hardly recognizable. I shouldn't wash his back it would be to painful. I didn't even think I could fix that without the hospitals help. Maybe I could just bandage it. Thoughts run through mind as I carefully rub the grime off. At least that would help a little bit.

Harry moans moving his head away from the water. Whoever did this had been really bad..

A few hours later..

I put the last bandages on Harry's back hoping that would help for the moment. I pull the dark red shirt back down and look at Harry who was still out cold from everything. Tears come to my eyes. One of my best mates was brutally injured. I wondered if the others knew. I sit beside Harry who was still mumbling in his sleep. I grab my phone and click Liam's number.

It rings once and he answers.

"Hello?" He says.

I smile he must of not had my number. Which was weird since we were in a band together at one point.

"Hey Liam its Zayn. I um wanted to tell you Harry came and just passed out on my doorstep. He's.. Really hurt bad. I was--" I say, but Liam cuts me off mid sentence.

"We'll be right over mate! I am so glad he got out of there.." He says, softly. Curiousness hits me.

"Out of where?" I ask.

"The mental institution.." Liam says.

I sigh sadly. No wonder. That one down about 10 blocks had a history of being the worst mental institution in the whole country.

"Oh ok I'll see you guys soon then." I say.

"Yep." Liam says.

The line cuts off and I look over at Harry. Poor guy I felt horrible for all the pain he had been through. I sit there for awhile thinking of all that was happening in my life. I sigh rubbing my eyes as I hear a frantic knock on the door. I go down the stairs and look through the peep hole. Seeing that it was all the worry faces of my mates along with a girl with golden blonde hair I didn't know.

I open the door quickly.

"He's upstairs in my room." I say, smiling at them.

I lead them up as voices whisper behind me.

I open the door and see Harry's wide green eyes scanning the room frantically. I go in and I hear the girl gasp. Probably holding back a cry. Harry sees them and his body relaxes, but he points to his throat motioning with his hands.

"He can't talk." Louis says, sadly.

Harry nods and looks at his hands sadly.

The girl goes over and hugs Harry as he winces because of his wounds.

"Um he's in bad shape still so I think maybe he should go to the hospital. I had to bandage his back all up. It's torn up and well that won't heal well without professional help.

"Yeah that probably won't happen. The hospital sent him there. They were really quite worthless." Liam says, disgustedly.

Tears fall down the girls face and I look at Harry. His eyes hold a burning passion of love. He really cares for her.

"Oh this is Kylie. Harry's girlfriend." Niall says, with some hesitation in his voice. His eyes are lit with pain.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Zayn. I used to be in the band." I say laughing a little. She nods smiling and shakes my hand.

"It's going to be fine now Harry. I'm so glad you got out." She says, to him.

He stars to smile but winces cringing.

"Oh my gosh Harry. Your back." Kylie says.

I look over to see her looking at the already crimson red bandages. I had barely even put them on, but it just keeps bleeding.

"We should really consider of the hospital or somewhere to help."

I say.

Liam nods sadly. A faint thudding like people coming up the stairs comes to my ears.

"Someone's coming--" I say, but am quickly cut off as a prick goes in my neck and everything fades to black...