Scarred// Z.M.

Chapter 22. Save Me

Chapter 22. Save Me

Aria's P.O.V

I struggled against the tight grip around my waist, almost about to scream but the person's hand slapped his hand over my mouth causing my desperate screams and yells to come out muffled. "Try screaming again and I swear I'll kill you now you-" He lets a small groan as I bite his hand and elbow him hard in the chest.

I was so close to run away but he quickly grabbed my arm pulling me too hard causing me to lose my balance. I fall to the muddy ground causing all my clothes to soak and my face to be covered with mud, I screamed and struggled as the guy dragged me across the ground deeper into what I just realised was an alley. Why does this always happen to me? It can't be Zayn because he's injured, what if it's his gang?! "Let me go!" I screamed, kicking my legs around trying to yank myself out of his painfully tight grasp.

"Nope" He says, chuckling annoyingly which made me just want to rip off his head if I wasn't on the floor right now.

Suddenly I feel a painful sting on my thigh, I scream in agony and pull my leg to me and caress my now bleeding leg. When I look up I see a familiar guy. Then it clicks in my head, it was Austin from yesterday! "It's you!" I yell in surprise.

"Yes babe, it's me" He says smirking, waving his knife at me which was covered with my blood.

"What do you want from me?!" I spit angrily at him.

"Just using you to get to Zayn since your obviously his new 'thing'" He says, using air quotations.

"What are you talking about?! I'm not even with Zayn!" I yell.

"Sure, sure" He says, rolling his eyes and smirking.

He brings the knife close to me again, this time towards my throat. I stare at him with pleading eyes and shake my head murmuring 'please' over and over again as his smirk grows bigger and the blade presses harder against my skin. I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel my skin split, a stinging pain breaking out on my neck. Suddenly the sharp blade loses contact with my skin. I open my eyes to see Harry throwing hard punches at the guy who was pressed up against the wall, trying to fight back. I gasp and scramble to get to my feet, ignoring the screaming pain in my right thigh. "Harry don't!" I say.

What if he kills Austin? Even though I hate him I'm not going to let him go to jail just because of me. "Harry stop! You'll kill him!" I shout, desperately.

He stops and lets the guy slip to the floor, he turns and stares at me in disbelief "So if he tries to kill you it's okay?"

"That's not what I meant, what if you get arrested for killing him?" I say, trying to prove my point.

He doesn't say anything then and just picks me up bridal style and carries me out of the alley. I was about to protest but he gives me a stern look so I close my mouth and stare at my hand that hung loosely on his shoulder. He opens the door to the passenger seat of his car, holding me with only one arm effortlessly, and lightly places me in seat trying to be careful no to brush my cut thigh roughly. He slams the door shut roughly and storms over to the drivers side and slips in, quickly starting the engine. He stomps on the pedal causing the car to jerk forward as we speed past the other cars. I yelp as I scramble to put on my seat belt as he makes quick turns and over takes every car in his way, daring not to say anything.

I was slightly scared of Harry right now so I sat quietly, staring ahead at the road. That was until we reach Yasmin's flat. I furrow my eyebrows "What are we doing here?" I ask.

"Don't you live here?" He asks, a slight sense of annoyance in his tone.

"No, I'm staying at Natasha's place for now" I mumble.