Broken

Chapter 25

My pov

I slowly open my eyes seeing a dark figure standing over harry. My vision is sideways and yells echo as I hear hard pounds.

"You disobeyed orders! I should beat your sorry ass until you bleed to death! Do you hear me!" Someone yells.

I sit up as quietly as I can not wanting to draw attention. So I could help Harry. Harry's head is downcast like he's not even conscious as the tall figure continues to pound his big fists. Into Harry's frail body. I hadn't noticed until now that he was almost as small as me. That was saying something.

I see fire in Harry's piercing green eyes as he quickly ducks and hits the guy square in the jaw. The guy wipes the red blood that drops down his jaw.

He turns to see me and smirks. I back away having more energy than Harry. Harry still has fiery eyes as the guy steps towards me. I back up until my back hits the wall. I had to be strong for Harry, but I was scared to death.

No wonder he hated it here. I even hated it here without even going in here when I had first tried to get to Harry. I meet the guys cool blue eyes and almost scream as his fists hit me everywhere. I close my eyes trying to ignore the hard pain.

That's when someone yells. I see Harry grab the guys shoulders and smash him head first into the tile so hard all I hear is a gruesome crack.

He stays there his last breaths gurgling. Tears stream down my face as I cover my ears. I didn't want to see or hear this.

Harry comes over his strong arms coming around me as I hear myself cry. The pain was everywhere and I burry my face in his shoulder. His arms making me feel safe and protected.

I don't know how long time passes, but I see 4 figures standing in the doorway. I didn't need anymore guards to hurt me or Harry. I hear worried voices as Niall, Liam, Louis and Zayn lead us out of the room. They have distraught expressions even through my blurred vision.

I go in and out until darkness finally pierces over me...

The next day...

I wake up on a soft bed, seeing that it was in the guys apartment. I had grown really used to staying here the past week. Since we had all been wishing Harry was released, but now everything was seeming to get back to normal.

My wounds were still bright as I walked into the living room slowly. Niall and Liam were sitting on the couch while Louis was making breakfast.

"Hey guys." I say, sitting in the couch wincing as the pain was still pounding through me.

"Harry isn't up yet. He should be soon". Louis says from the kitchen.

I nod and look at Niall and Liam.

"So I thought you were going to go to La weeks ago for that job?" Liam asks.

I laugh a little.

"Yeah I was, I guess they'll have to replace me. I needed to stay here for Harry and well maybe I can get a job around here or in London." I say looking out the light window at the cloudy day.

"Well everything's going to work out." I hear Harry's low voice from behind me.

I laugh as he leans his chin on my head from behind me. Liam goes over and snaps a picture and I smile.

"Creating memories for when you two get married." Liam laughs.

"Oh come on that's a long ways away!" I say.

"Well you never know!" Niall says, smiling brightly.

They were right. I didn't know what could happen between now and then, but at least now me and Harry were ok. We were with everyone. That's all I needed and wanted because that's all I knew.

Harry comes around and lightly kisses me and then sits beside me running his finger on my small hand.

I smile and lean my head on his shoulder. We would all have struggles after this, but it would get better. I knew it would..