My Bestfriend (Harry Styles Fan Fic)

Chapter 8

Harry's P.O.V

"Harry calm down! For the love of god, calm down. Think of what you are about to do. Look where you are. Stop." Zayn held my shoulders, pushing me away from Niall. I don't care that we're in the lobby of the hotel, he kissed Amy knowing how much I like her.

"Harry! Harry!" I heard some out shout. Swiftly turning my head to the right, I saw Louis and Eleanor running towards me.

"What!" I didn't mean to sound so rude, but I didn't need them here right now.

"It's Amy! Hurry!" My breath caught in my throat, what happened? I felt pain in my stomach as I thought about James hitting her again. I ran as quick as I could to the elevator, pressing the button multiple times, not caring about everyone else that we're still running. The elevator closed as they got in. I couldn't help but feel partially responsible for whatever happened, I shouldn't have yelled at her and then left. I don't know what happened but I still feel that feeling of guilt.

"What happened?" Zayn looked towards El and Louis, speaking the words that I couldn't form.

"We don't know. The cleaner walked into her room and found her having a fit in the floor, so she called the ambulance and then called everyone on her phone list an I guess that none of you guys answered?" He questioned. I swiftly grabbed my phone from my pocket and found several missed calls from Amy's phone and three from Louis. Again, I felt the guilt run through me. God dammit how long does this elevator take to go upwards.

"When we got there she was pale and wasn't breathing," he let out a breath an continued. "We don't really know what else happened, the ambulance finally showed up and then we both ran around trying to find you all." I felt like my stomach was about to erupt from the amount of pain I was feeling. The noise from the elevator made everyone jump as we ran towards her door, sure enough the room was crowded.

Amy's P.O.V

*Flashback*

"Why are you doing this James?! I don't deserve this type of pain. I did nothing to hurt you! Let me go!" His eyes pierced into mine, the devilish smirk growing wider as the words left my mouth.

"But baby, we belong together. Everyone knows that. I can't let you slip away that easy. So grow up and stop crying!" His fingertips burned into my arm. I winced as he sharply turned my body towards his room. I now remembered Eleanor being left in the doorway. I swung my arm out of his tight hold and ran to her door. I pounded my fist, but no answer. I felt again my heart drop. He hurt her. One of the sweetest girls I've ever met. Another person gone from my life.

"You didn't!" My eyes started burning from crying too much, I couldn't stop them. He had hurt me in so many ways possible for me to even look at him, I was disgusted. Disgusted wasn't even the word I could describe this situation. His smile was the only answer I received before her grabbed my arm yet again, pulling me to our - his room. One part of me was telling me to run, run and fine help. The other was telling me to just go in, let him torture me which way he had planned and let me die.

Just before he could open the door, we heard someone shout my name.

"Amy! Are you ok? Amy! Wake up please! Can you here me? No! Don't let go! Please, hang on help will be here soon!" I heard a farmilar female yell. I felt my head swirl until I was blinded by light, too much light.

"Thank god!" An older woman stood behind another man who had was kneeled beside me shining a little torch into my eye.

"What, where am I? What are you doing here? Where's James?!" I screemed at them, the lady seemed to back up a little bit, but the man stayed positioned beside me. His hands rummaged through a bag until he pulled out something black wrapping It around me arm. I turned my head to find more people scattered around the living room.

*End Flashback*

"Oh my god, you poor thing!" Danielle ran towards me still lying on the floor. The ambulance men have gone to get me the bed thingy that that will lay me on, my head is too dizzy to think of anything at the moment.

"Where's Lou? And el? Oh my god, did you find them? Please tell me you caught James, he kille..." I was cut off suddenly when they all walked into the door. Why the hell is going on? Did I dream that whole thing? Am I even in Dallas?

"What are you talking about?" Danielle pushed the lose strands of hair away from my eyes, her face holding a confused expression.

I totally ignored her question, pushing everything to the back of my head. "Where's James?" I almost whispered.

They all looked at each other, while Harry stared at me with a red face, was he crying? I didn't even a chance to question anybody when he walked through the door, I tilted my head to the ceiling knowing that if I looked at him I would surely start crying. I just needed him out, now.

"You're fucking sick!" I heard Harry scream and then a thump followed.

Harry's P.O.V

She was on the floor with things hooked up to her from her arm, as long as she's breathing I don't care.

I wiped my hand over my face in relief. My fists clenched together as soon as I saw his head pop up to the side of me. I couldn't help as my emotions took over, grabbing James by the shirt.

"You're fucking sick!" I felt my anger boil inside of me. Pushing him to the wall I brang my arm up to punch him in the face, I finally did it and felt the adrenaline rush take over me. I kept punching until my arm got sore and my knuckles were bloody, he fucking deserved it. I heard screams from behind me, but I didn't care. He's a worthless piece of shit and he needs to learn a lesson. Again my fist came to his nose, making him wince and fall to the floor.

I felt someone tug my arm away, but I pushed them aside.

"Harry! Stop! You're going to kill him!" Louis yelled from behind me grabbing my shirt and yanking.

"You deserve to feel what she felt! You're sick!" I yelled again, I felt two people pull both of my arms back until I was out of reach from him. My breathing was dramatically increasing as I pushed them away, only to be held back once more.

"You're going to kill him Harry!" A heard a little whimper from the side of me, I swiftly turned and saw Amy sat up in her place on the floor covering her mouth as she let the tears roll down her face. I looked around the room to find everybody staring at me in awe. I took a step towards her and she shuffled away, not looking at me. I couldn't help but feel my stomach drop.

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