Lost for You

Chapter 23

Jamies POV:

My head was a little clearer now that Jake made me eat a little as well as drink a lot of water which now made my senses completely aware as to what he was doing. He was leaning in closer to me and I could feel a tiny amount of butterflies swarming around my stomach. Not the same as what I felt with Harry but a feeling none the less. And it was more than I had felt in a long time so if anything I should embrace it.

I smile nervously up at Jake before slowly leaning in and giving him a small hesitant kiss. Once my lips make contact with his, confidence grows within me and I don't pull away but instead move my lips with his with a little more desire this time. It's nice, he's very gentle with his movements at first and his plump lips are definitely not the same as... Stop comparing! my sub conscious screams at me.

She's right. I need to stop relating Harry to everything I do. I need to move on, and Jake could be just the thing I need.

I pull him in closer now, wrapping my arms around his neck, grazing my nails just along the bottom of his hairline. He rests his hands on my waist and I start to really kiss him now, every so often allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth. It feels a little strange to kiss a guy I only just met tonight but it's also a little exciting. His hands begin to move lower down my sides which eventually lead to my bum. He gives it a little playful squeeze and I smile against his lips, a small giggle escaping my mouth before we connect once again.

Only moments later I feel Jakes grip around my waist leave as well as his kiss, and I look up to find Harry pushing him away from me. His eyes hooded with his own anger as he stares at Jake.

"What the fuck man?" Jake frowns in confusion and within seconds Harry lands a solid punch across Jakes cheek making him fall to the ground.

"Harry!" I scream in shock and everyone in the room turns to face the violent scene that unfolds in front of us all.

He ignores me and watches as Jake slowly gets back to his feet, a clear purple bruise already beginning to form on his slightly swollen cheek. Jakes anger now clear in his eyes and I can see what's going to happen.

Jake stalks forward slightly and Harry stands his ground, his fists balling at his sides as he waits.

Jake takes a swing at him but Harry ducks and power drives him into the wall, making Jakes back crack against the solid surface, his head snapping back as it makes contact.

"Stop! Harry please!" I yell though it falls on deaf ears. Not even the others watching are doing anything. They are just causally watching as the two boys fight it out as if it is great entertainment.

Jake groans out in pain and Harry stands up tall before hitting him hard in the stomach, making him curl forward a little. He stands up seconds later and I can see the surprise in Harrys face right before Jake cracks a punch against his cheek.

I gasp in fear as Harry takes a hit and to my surprise I feel a small tear creep its way out of my right eye. Why am I crying? Especially for him! Or maybe I am crying because I have no idea how or why this happening? I'm so confused as to what is going on.

Harry takes one step to balance himself, holding his cheek in surprise and smiles a little Jake, happy with his fight back but that quickly changes back into rage as he throws a huge right hook against Jakes same bruised cheek then one to his stomach, making him fall back to the floor again.

"Woah woah woah man! Time out for a second" Liam intervenes, standing in front of Jake as he slowly gets back to his feet.

Jake takes a step forward, wiping the blood away that leads from his nose down to his lips and tries to walk towards Harry once more, angry breaths escaping his mouth.

"Hold on a second Jake!" Liams hands meet Jakes shoulder to stop him from walking any further and I take that as my opportunity to also step in.

I quickly stand in front of Harry and bring both my hands to his chest to stop him from getting any closer to Jake.

He looks down at me, surprised at my advances, his eyes dark from rage and I almost back away, intimidated by the stare myself.

"Please stop Harry" I beg quietly so only he can hear.

I can feel his heated breath across my cheek as I stand my ground, shivers swarming down my back as I relish in the contact between us.

His breathing slowly calms and I see his features begin to relax as he looks deep in to my eyes as I stare in to his. I remove my hands from his chest once I realise they lingered far too long for my liking.

"Come with me?" He murmurs in a low deep tone so only I can hear.

"What?" I say shocked at his words.

"Come with me please" his whispers, his eyes begging and I can't help but feel sadness in my heart for him.

What is wrong with me? He hurt me. Not the other way around.

Before I can stop myself, my mouth speaks before my mind rationalises the situation.

"Okay" I speak softly.

His hand curls around mine instantly and I'm suddenly unsure of my decision.

I look down at my hands that are now encased between his large fingers that are covered in a few rings. I move my fingertips against the backs of his slightly bleeding knuckles as I think about removing my hands and walking away completely.

"Please J, I just want to talk" he says giving me a little squeeze and I look up at him in surprise as he hasn't called me that name in a long time.

About what!? My subconscious screams but I don't voice her opinion. I'm slightly curious as to what he has to say for himself, even though he doesn't deserve the slightest bit of my time.

"Just a second, I need to talk to Jake first" I say trying to release his hold but he tightens his grasp at the mention of Jakes name.

"No" he replies deeply, his jaw tensing at the side.

"Harry please, if you want me to go with you just let me talk to him for 2 minutes" I say looking behind me to see Liam has taken Jake to the kitchen. He's applying an ice pack to his swollen cheek and I want to rush over and help but Harry's grip isn't loosening.

"I just want to see if he's okay. I'll be right back I promise" I say looking him deep in his eyes though I can see they are angry at my request and I don't know why. Jakes a really nice guy from what I can tell so I have no idea why Harry would have a problem with him.

"Fine" he grits through his teeth and finally he lets my hands go, "I'll meet you at my car out front".

"I'll be quick" I say turning to the kitchen so I can help the now bruised up body of Jakes.



Harrys POV:

I watch regrettably as she walks back to Jake and Liam who are both putting on an innocent act as they see her approaching. I shouldn't have let her go back to him. Now he's probably going to spout some shit about how she shouldn't come with me and I won't get the chance again. But I can't push her any further. I'm lucky enough that she's even giving me the chance to talk to her.

I turn away from them and begin walking towards the front doors to go get the car that's parked further down the road.

I shove past a few people who are still staring at me though most of the others have moved on and continued partying. Just as I walk out the doors I hear Olivia chasing after me.

"Harry! Where are you going?!" she screeches, trying to keep up with my pace though I ignore her and continue walking down the drive.

I hear her heels running a little faster and she finally reaches me.

"What the hell was that about?!" She says a little out of breath as she stands in front of me trying to block my way.

"Nothing" I say bluntly, not looking her in the eye as I walk around her.

She doesn't follow and I thank god, hoping she has gone back to the party to continue hooking up with her new found play mate.

"It was for her wasn't it?" I hear her say once I'm a few steps away though I keep walking knowing full well she knows the answer.

Of course it was for Jamie. It always will be for her. As much as I wanted to ignore it I couldn't hold back the anger I felt as I saw his lips press against hers. I tried to hold it back for her and I know it would have been better if I hadn't retaliated but I don't think I can do it. I can't lie to myself and watch as she tries to move on with another. She needs to know I never meant to hurt her. I didn't want to lose her trust but it was the price I had to pay to protect her. But to hell with that. I can protect her. She just needs to know that I still want her and I know she'll wait for me. I only need a few moments with her to explain things. To explain what is going on. I won't tell her everything but I will tell her enough that she will give me some time to fix this mess.

I get in the car and start the engine straight away, driving straight back down to Sams house and park outside.

I sit impatiently for 15 minutes, watching as a few people leave the party. They all stumble over each other as they try to make their way down to the main road.

Where the fuck is she? I should have just told her to leave Jake and come with me. Now she's probably changed her mind.

I take the keys out of the ignition as I plan to go get her but just as I'm about to open my door my phone rings.

"Hello" I answer impatiently as I'm not in the mood to have a conversation with anyone but Jamie right now.

"Harry darling. I hear that you have caused some disruption at the party tonight" I hear Victoria's posh voice speak through the phone and I hit the steering wheel in frustration.

Fucking Olivia can't keep her stupid mouth shut to her stupid fucking Aunty.

"It wasn't a big deal" I lie trying to sound calm down though my whole body is stiff with anger.

"Then why is it my niece has called me up crying? She said she knows you are wanting to speak to Jamie as she heard you say it whilst the two of you were holding hands" she pipes up and I know I've been caught.

"I..I..."

"You leave that party right now and don't you dare go near her again." she interrupts sternly and I hang my head in defeat.

"You don't want what happened to Angela to happen to Jamie now do you?" she asks.

"No!" I reply quickly as the thought of Angela's broken world crushes me once again. She was no where near as special as Jamie but she still didn't deserve what she got. But I know it's partly my fault. I didn't listen to Victorias threats. I thought she was lying and thats why Angela ended up with nothing. I have no idea where she is now but I hope she found a better life elsewhere after Victoria almost completely destroyed it.

"So leave" she commands and my unwilling heart eventually allows my hands to turn the car back on.

"I'm going!" I shout as I begin reversing back down the driveway and on to the road.

"Good. You are mine Harry and don't you forget it" she finishes and hangs up the phone.

Just as I'm about to drive off down the road I get a small glimpse of Jamie making her way down the steps from the front door. She's wrapping her arms around herself for warmth as she looks around for my car.

I want to go back to her and hold her in my arms as I can slightly see the disappointment in her face as she realises I'm not there. But I can't. I know what Victoria is capable of and there is nothing she won't do to get the point across that I am hers. Even if it means hurting the people I care about most.

I put my foot down on the pedal with a pain in my heart as I drive away from the one person I am trying to protect...





Jamies POV:

"I'm just going to talk with him Ty. I promise I will be home before you even get there" I promise, assuming Harry will drop me home after our talk.

"Fine. I hope you know what you're doing" he says pulling me in to a hug and I screw my nose up as he reeks of alcohol.

"I do" I say but really I have no idea what's going to happen when I speak to him alone.

"I'm really sorry. I'll call you later" I say to Jake who gives me a small smile before I leave the kitchen to go find Harry.

I hope Jake is alright with me going to talk to him. I explained to him that I would find out what was going on though he said he already knew what the problem was. He didn't talk about it any further when I asked him what. He just sighed and told me it was fine and I hope he's telling the truth. He's a really cool guy and I don't want to hurt him.

When I walk outside the front doors, a huge gust of cold wind hits and I wrap my jacket around myself to try keep the cold air from reaching my slightly exposed mid-section.

The driveway only has a few cars, none of which are Harrys black range rover. Maybe he drove a different one?

I walk down the stairs and begin looking in each car from a far but Harrys not in any. Where is he?

I hear a loud screech coming from the road and I get a small glimpse of the back of a black range rover, my heart sinking immediately.

"You didn't actually think he wanted you did you?" Olivia says, stepping down next to me though I dare not look at her.

Instead I stare straight ahead at the spot where a small amount of smoke is left from the tires screeching against the road where Harry tried to escape.

"No" I lie, feeling the familiar lump begin to throb in my throat.

Olivia lets out a laugh and I look down at the ground not wanting to see her amused face.

"I just can't believe you fell for it again. It's pathetic really" she says stepping in front of me now and I look up to her.

She wear a huge grin though her eyes are slightly red.

"Looks like you fell for it too" I say looking straight in to her slightly puffy eyes which make it look like she's been crying.

Her smile fades and her hazel eyes disappear behind small slits as she stares at me with a pissed off expression and I know I'm right about the crying.

"Don't fool yourself honey. You think because you played in the sandpit together in preschool you have some sort of special bond. Well you don't, so I'd get over it quickly if I was you. Harry's mine and you have no idea how tightly I have him wrapped around my little finger. So back off" she growls and I take a step back, afraid round two of the fights might kick off tonight.

"Got it?" she raises her eyebrows.

"I won't go near him again" I say to her though I know it's more of a promise to myself.

Olivia gives me a small fake smile, satisfied with my answer, before walking off down the drive then in the direction in which Harrys car drove. He's probably turning around to come pick her up right now.

She's right though. I fell for it again. But I just don't understand why he would keep pretending to care only to speed off before I can even speak to him. What is the point of all of it? What's the point in luring me out here only to leave me standing alone? Whatever his game, I'm sick of playing it. This is the last time I fall for it.



There is nothing in the world that could ever bring me back to him...