im in love with lou. || l.s.

eight

Harry's P.O.V.

(Before the kidnapping)

I was in my house putting on my short when I heard a real loud crash. I got scared, so I grabbed a bat I kept under my bed and walked downstairs. One hand covering my stomach and the other holding the bat.

Someone had obviously shattered my window and got in. I ran back upstairs and dialed 9-9-9.

"Hello, What is your emergency?"

"Someone has broke in to my house."

"Sir who are you and where are you?"

"I'm Harry Styles and I live (random address) Doncaster."

"We are sending help now."

I heard footsteps walking up the steps.

"I hear them coming right now."

"Find a closet or something to hide in."

The door opened and that's when I don't remember anything. The next thing I remembered was waking up looking at a man and a woman.

"Oh, look who decided to wake up." He caressed my cheek and I looked in to his eyes, his evil eyes. Niall.

He tied my arms and legs together.

"Please let me go! LOUIS! I didn't do anything!" I screamed.

"That's the problem. You actually did something. You took Louis from me. He is the love of my life not yours. He loves me, not you." He said. I started to cry. The woman who was sitting in the corner curled up in a ball looked nervous and was shaking.

"If you do anything to me just don't hurt the baby."I said while crying.

"I'd rather hurt it, then hurt you.,"he turned around and got a knife," If you say one more thing you are dead."

"The girl over there," he pointed to the one in the corner,"She will bring you home after, well, after I beat you."

I don't want to explain the rest. It's a sensitive subject. But it was like a night mare, it went by fast but was deadly.

I remember hearing muffled voices because I was inside a bag and then I hit the ground. The bag opened and Louis, oh, how happy I was to see Louis and he helped me through all of it.

When we went to the hospital, I only had a stab wound in my arm, bruises on my back, and a broken finger. Not much thankfully but I was not happy about it.

I was laying on the hospital bed when Louis walked in.

"Hi Haz. Are you feeling good?" He kissed my cheek.

"Niall's gonna get me." I said scared.

He sat down beside me,"What do you mean?"

"Niall got me. And he's gonna kill me."

"NIALL! NIALL DID THIS TO YOU!?" He screamed and paced around the room.

"Yes, I'm sorry." I started to cry. He came over and hugged me.

"No, baby. Don't be sorry. It's not your fault, I should've saved you." He said kissing me on the head. My medicine is still attached so I was careful when I sat on his lap. I hid my face in the crook of his neck and started crying harder than before.

"It's okay. Just take a nap." He whispered. Then he started singing softly.

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bare this in mind it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots on the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved the crinkles eyes when you smile

You've never loved your stomach or your thighs

The dimples on your back at the bottom spine

That's when I drifted off in to a deep dreamless sleep.