Lurking Shadows [Harry Styles]

Chapter 4

-Chapter 4-

I was still sitting against the wall, wondering what had just happened to me. Still in a little bit of shock, I grabbed my backpack that had fallen when Harry shoved me against the wall.

I had been sitting here for about ten minutes, just thinking. And my leg hadn't stopped bleeding, so I needed to get it cleaned up again.

Walking to my car was a little difficult, seeing as though I didn't have anyone to help me walk. I limped over to my car, which was in the parking lot across the street from the school entrance.

Once I had gotten to my car, I barely had time to get my keys out before they came.

I felt someone behind me push my shoulder forward, loosing the keys to my bug.

Once they did that, they pushed me up against the car, my back faced to Them. Twisting my arm under my shoulder, they made it so I couldn't move.

"Hey babe, why are you here all alone, huh? Did Harry leave you to us?" I heard a rumble of different chuckles and realized that it was Jordan and
The rest of his friends.

When I didn't answer, he grabbed a fist full if my hair and pulled me back, slamming me forward right after.

The force that my head hit the metal of the car with made a dent, and I could feel blood running down the side of my face.

"You answer me when I'm talking to you, understand!?" He yelled in my ear, and I just whimpered a " Yes.." I don't want him to hurt me anymore.

"Stop... Please stop..." I whispered, out of breath and tired from the loss of blood. My leg was gushing now, and the blood from my head was dripping down the drivers side window.

"I will not stop sweetheart... Forever and always." He sneered. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

He then took me and kicked the back of my knees, making them buckle. I fell and lost balance, And then he threw my head to the ground, making it smash hard on the concrete.

I couldn't see, my vision was blurry. My head was pounding, and I could see a blur of scarlet next to me on the pavement.

I could see the figure of Jordan, but I couldn't hear him. I just had this annoying ringing in my ears.

Trying to roll over, I saw another figure walking up. He had lots of dark brown hair, and he was tall. He was blurred out, but I tried to reach out to him, make him see that I needed help.

He ran over to me, and I could see his features a little better. It was Harry.

"Harry..?" I said, but I couldn't hear myself so I didn't know if I said it or not.

He picked me up carefully bridal style, and opened my car door with the fallen keys. He unlocked the rest if the car, and put me in the passenger side.

I didn't even have the strength to move, so when I was in the seat, my head lolled to the side, watching out the window.

My vision was recovering some, and I could see that Jordan and his crew were talking to Harry.

He looked at me, knowing that I could see them, and buckled me in, shutting the car door behind him.

He walked over to the crew and started talking, gesturing To the car and I.

I saw them all smirk and laugh, and they all lunged at Harry. He couldn't win, there was 5 of them.

But was I ever wrong.

He went ninja. They all sprang, and he flung all but Jordan off with the strength of ten men. Then he reached for Jordan.

He picked him up by the collar of his jacket and held him high up, yelling something at him. Then he threw him on the ground.

I could feel the thump of Jordan's body hitting the ground through the car. After he hit the ground, he lay unmoving. Passed out probably.

I then watched as Harry coolly walked over to the car and got in the drivers side.

Once he shut the door, he said something but I couldn't hear him. I just had enough strength to move my head In his direction.

He looked at me with those beautiful green shimmering eyes. And I said something absolutely retarded. And I knew I said it from the look on his face.

"You're beautiful." I whispered. He just looked at me and smiled.

He raised his hand and touched it to the wound on my head, And looked at me.

As soon as he touched my head, I could hear. I could see too. And my head wasn't pounding as bad.

"Sorry, Im just so out of it." I smiled and looked away from him, making his hand fall to his side.

I saw Jordan get up and walk away, well more limped, but he didn't look at me or the car.

I turned back to Harry, seeing that darkness in his eyes again.

"Why do you let them do that to you?" He asked, inching his face closer to mine. I sat upright and leaned forward.

"Because I know that if I resist them, it'll be worse. There is nobody there to make it better. Nobody to tell." I said.

The school district didn't know I lived by myself. They thought I was staying with an old relative. And if they found out, I would be transferred, or put into a foster home.

Well, I would have been. I just turned
18 eight days ago, so now I can live in my own house.

I forgot about that.

"Nobody to tell? What about your parents?" He whispered, staring deeply into my eyes.

"My parents died a while ago..." I trailed off, afraid my voice would crack. The lump in my throat was growing bigger.

He started the car, obviously avoiding the subject. I think he could tell that it made me uncomfortable.

I felt a warmness on the side of my cheek, and reached up to touch it.

When I pulled my fingers back, they were covered in blood. Great. My head was bleeding again.

"Harry. Please take me to my house, I need to get cleaned up. I know you hate the sight of blood, but I really need your help... Will you please help me?" I asked quietly.

He turned to look at me, his eyes almost black as night. His pupils were dilated.

The car sped forward and we were in my driveway in no time. He rushed out of the car and over to my side,opening the door.

"We need to... Hurry.." He said, choking on his words. I stepped out, but fell due to my thigh wound from the scalpel.

Harry fell beside me and sat there, unmoving.

"I'm so tired Harry..." I whispered, collapsing and laying on the ground. The coldness seeped into my back where it contacted the ground.

I looked up to Harry, and saw that he was having troubles breathing.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

He mumbled something in response, but I couldn't hear the words.

Suddenly there was pressure on my wrists and body, and I realized that Harry was pushing my body down with his own.

He inhaled, and I breathed in to scream, but he covered my mouth.

His hand let go of one wrist, and moved down to my thigh, were he ran his hand over my cut.

"Ow!" I mumbled into his hand when he touched it, but he drew back, and sat up.

He put his hand over my eyes and I suddenly got drowsy.

"Harry... What are you...?" I whispered, just before I passed out.