Forever Alone (Harry styles)

Chapter One

Her shoes clicking on the brick road as she walked into the night. The street candles lighting up a dim pathway.

"Sylvia, Are you sure you will be fine walking home alone?" Anabella questioned her friend's doing.

"Yes ma'm, You two go home and enjoy your evening together, i will make it home perfectly fine." Sylvia nodded towards her friend and continued on her way.

"Goodnight Miss Abbit." The tall man with his arm intangled with Anabella's politely stated, giving Syliva a polite nod. Sylvia curtsied and looked straight forward continuing down her path.

The night crept up on her, street lights only covering parts of the brick street. Everyone was inside enjoying themselfs, shutting everyone out with shutters closed and little parties that were held inside. 

Sylvia picked up her ball gown dress hoping to sped up her pase. A black tall figure walking towards her. She had shivers running down her spine. She started to panick and started to walk faster, but with the black figure right on her trail. Keeping up with ease. 

"Listen, i am just trying to get home, please stop following me." Sylvia stated looking over her shoulder. The figure was gone. Sylvia let out a sign of relief and turned back into the direction of her original path, only to jump in supprise of the black figure standing right infront of her. She jumped and grabbed her chest.

Her heart thumping against her chest so hard she thought it would burst out of her chest. the figure came into view. 

His eyes blood shot from the alcohol he must of been drinking, beard covered in food and a smirk plasture on his face.

"Now what do we have here?" his eyes traveled up and down her body. Sylvia looked away in disgust. She felt his eyes gaze across her body making her shiver. He hooked his finger under her chin bringing her eyes to look at him.

"Come on now, Don't be so blunt." He slurred. She smelled his breath as he spoke. Heavy Alcohol. He pressed his body up against her. He moved her into an alleyway into the dark. He  pushed her up against a brick building, trapping her from escaping 

"Please let me go, i just want to go home." Sylvia strongly stated, pushing on his chest, trying to get out of his grasp. He grabbed her wrists and shoved her harder against the wall. Sylvia winced in pain. His hands traveled across her body. Her hair falling out of its perfect up-do into a messy bunch on her head.

She winced as his hands traveled up her arm sending cold chills down her body. She turned her head away from looking at him. Tears slowly creeped down her face. She knew what he would do next. He was too strong for her to fight back. Thoughts ran through her head. 'I should have stayed with Anabella, i wouldn't be in this position.'

His hands starting to undress her. Her corset top being loosened as he slowly and enjoyingfully took off her dress.

'Stop, please stop' She whispered as he continued to enjoy himself. A single tear fell down her cheeks and fell onto her green dress, staining it.

He was ripped from her body and disappeared from sight. She looked around frantically. She desparetly fixed her cloths and looked around. She wiped her eyes from the tears that escaped her winter blue eyes. She tried to fix her hair but in the end fail. She looked around the cornors of the building making sure he wouldn't come back. She laid back on the wall, gaining up the courage to walk out and go home but she was afraid he would come back or find her. 

A tall figured stepped infront of her. He had beautiful green electrifing eyes, with brown curly hair. Blood hanging from his plump lower lip.

Sylvia's eyes widended as she spotted the dark liquid on his lips. He brought a white hanker chief from his jacket pocket and wipped away blood from his lip. She brought her hands to her mouth covering it and trying not to scream from fear. He took a step closer to her and looked her straight in the eyes.

"Please.... Don't hur-t me." She said, voice shaky. "Don't worry i won't hurt you." His voice low, raspy and reasurring. 

"What did you do to him." She spoke slowly, trying not to anger him. "Don't worry about him love. We need to get you home and off the streets. Whats your name sweetheart?"

"Sylvia Sophia Abbit." She spoke out like she was at a formal meeting. He held out his hand and she lowered her hands from her mouth andshe took it in his. He bent down and placed a kiss on the top of her hand.

"I am Harold Edward Styles." He said with a sneaky smile creeping along his gental face. He gestured her to start walking. He wrapped his arm around her waist protecting her from anyone else on the street. 

'Um, Thank you Harold." Sylvia said quietly. "Please, just call me Harry, and don't worry about it, a lovely lady like you shouldn't be harrassed by someone like him." He replied, voice mellow and soothing.

They walked in the street quietly. Every man that walked by, Sylvia would tense up and Harry would sense it and calm her down by rubbing her hands in his. 

"How did you get rid of him." Sylvia broke the scilence between the two.

"Lets just say I took care of him. You won't have to worry about him anymore." This statement put Sylvia on edge. "You didn't kill him did you!?" Sylvia spoke loud and clear.

"I'm sorry sylvia but you need to sleep for now you can't know this much." He brushed his hand over sylvia's eyes sending her into a sleep. He caught her before she landed on the ground carrying her bridal style. Her dress hiding her body in his arms. The dress being so big covers her fragil body entirely.

Two boys run up to Harry's side. "Who is this?" A blonde blue eyes boy questioned while his eyes trained on the limp body being carried around in Harry's arms.

"Sylvia." Harry said. Saying the name brought a smile to Harry's face. "And what happened to her?" A brown blue eyed man asked.

"She was being harrassed by a drunk, i stepped in and saved her." Harrys stated proudly.

"Harry please tell me shes not going to turn out to be another one of your love at first sights, and you being the hero once again. Shes not going to be another one of your toys i hope." The brown haired boy spoke bluntly. 

"Louis theres something different about this one. Shes strong and theres something about her, shes mysterious." Harry looked down at the sleeping girl staring at her flawless features.

"Yeah, sure, tell her that when she wakes up at your house." The blonde spoke again. Hint of humor in his voice.

"Yeah Niall. But there is something different about her."Harry spoke lightly careful not to wake the sleeping girl in his arms.

-Hello! I just had a random idea and thought it would be fun to write it down. I hope you enjoy reading.

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