Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 17

It's been about twenty five minutes and I walk over to my drawer and pull out my black skinny jeans and a white hoodie with mustaches all over it. It's kind of my thing.

I slipped on my grey Vans and opened my door to see if anyone was up. The light in the livingroom was on, so I assumed someone was up. I sighed and shut my door, locking it.

I walked to my window and opened it up. I jumped out and supprisingly landed on my feet. My head pounded from the hard hit on the ground though.

I brushed myself off and walked down the previous street I've been on before, and into the alley.

When I got completely in the alley, there was no one there. I was about to turn around but stopped when I heard Harry's voice.

"What the heck Nichole?!" He shouted from behind me. I just chuckled and kept my head down. I chose to stand still and not turn around. It's probably safer this way.

"I was worried sick about you and you ignored my calls and texts all day! And you skipped school?! Without telling me at that!" He screamed louder than I thought he would.

"I don't tell you everything, Harry." I said calmly, meaning my recent beating the previous night.

"What do you-" He stopped talking and took a few steps closer to me. There was a moment of silence before he finally spoke.

"Turn around." He demanded getting my drift, I think. I placed my hands in my pockets and shook my head, refusing to let him see me. He grabbed me and spun me around, looking at me closely.

"Not again." He sighed. I nodded and tears began to fall down my cheeks. "why?" He asked.

"I got home at the wrong time last night." I said, not looking him in the eye.

"Oh.." A flash of guilt washed over him "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"

"Don't be sorry, It wasn't just that." i sniffed "I had lied to them a bunch and they found out, so this is what I got for it." I smiled sadly. I noticed his eye was black and blue and his jaw looked beaten up. My mood went from hurt, to worried in two seconds flat.

"What happened?" I took my hands out of my pockets and placed them over the wounds on his face. He grabbed my hands and brought them down and I felt something warm go through my body.

"Nothing." He shook his head "Just a fight."

"A fight? With who? Where?" I asked nervously.

"At school with Zayn, it's no big deal" He assured me. I raised an eyebrow at him, signaling him to tell me more. He sighed

"Kristen had insulted you so I told her that if she didn't shut up, then I would shut her up and then Zayn got mad. Not that big of a deal." He shrugged. I never noticed how awfully close we were standing to one another.

I couldn't help but show the smile that was playing on my lips when I realized that he stood up for me.

"So you.. stood up for me?" I smiled at him sweetly.

"Yes." He gave in, smiling. "I did." He looked me in the eye. "I always will."

"Hey Styles!" Ruined everything, so I couldn't ask what he meant.

Harry looked around and when his eyes met Zayns, he let go of my hands and walked away from me, towards him. I sighed at the loss of contact with his touch. Did I really just do that?

"What Zayn?" Harry snapped.

"Where's the money?" Zayn aproached him with two large men behind him. They didn't look as scary as Harry or Zayn, but they were pretty bad. "You know, the money you owe me." He popped his knuckles and crossed his arms over his chest.

Harry cursed under his breath and ran his fingers through his messy hair. He glanced at me and I gave him a confused look. He held a finger up at Zayn, telling him to wait, and he walked over to me.

"You know, the money from-" He tried to remind me.

"I know, I know." I answered truthfully. "But why are you so nervous about it?" He sighed and looked down at the ground. Zayn tapped his foot impaitently and Harry looked back up at me.

"It's gone." He whispered. My eyes grew wide and I covered my mouth.

"What?" I asked in shock. "What happened to it?" I whispered back.

"More weed." He confessed. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

I can't believe him! He'd rather buy weed and get beat up, then live without weed. He's such a freaking idiot.

"Hello!" Zayn yelled. "I don't have all night!"

"Calm the frick down Zayn." I snapped, defending Harry even though he made a huge mistake.

"Stay out of this princess." He snapped at me. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Zayn, I don't have the money." Harry confessed. My eyes grew wide and Zayn gritted his teeth and turn to Harry, nothing but anger in his eyes.

"What did you just say? After I warned you weeks ago and you begged me to give you one more day, you tell me you don't have the money?!" Zayn shouted in his face, before bringing his fist to Harry's already beat up jaw.

Zayn looked at me after I gasped and he smiled once more. "I'll tell you what Harry," He started. "You give me her, and I'll leave you alone." He stepped close to me, and my back hit the wall.

"Never." Harry snapped and pushed Zayn away from me. The other boys started pounding on Harry but he quickly threw them off of him. Zayn walked close to me again, but Harry grabbed him and slammed him against the wall.

I never knew he could be that vilent.

"Oh, so you're protecting your girlfriend huh?" Zayn questioned him. "That's real cute." He pushed Harry down and he fell on his back. He looked pretty beat up, but he kept going.

Why didn't he tell him that I'm not his girlfriend? Seriously.

"Run Nichole!" Harry shouted to me. I did as I was told and ran out of the alley, hearing footsteps close behind me. I had hoped they were Harrys, but I knew they weren't.

I'm not much of a runner so I started to become out of breath. My chest was hurting and I couldn't breathe very good.

I glanced over my shoulder, and one of the guys that were with Zayn, wasn't very far behind me. I made a sharp turn around the corner and ran straight into the other guy who was with Zayn.

They were both built very well, but looked scarier then anyone I've ever seen. I take back what I said about Harry and Zayn.

"Hey, pretty girl." One of the smiled at me. I tried backing up, but there was a brick wall behind me.

"Oh, no need to be afraid." The other one said. "We wont hurt you, we'll make you feel really good. Promise." They moved closer to me and one started kissing my neck. I tried to scream but duck tabe was placed over my mouth.

"Don't touch her!" I heard Harry scream before both guys were ripped off of me. He threw them to the ground and grabbed my hand, dragging me down the street, and we ran as far away from them as we posibly could.