I Can't Change {harry styles 1D}

Chapter 18- Fighter

HARRY'S POV-

'I missed you so much princess. Seeing you so close to... I'm so sorry, please don't ever do it again. I'm going to look after you, don't worry. You are safe. I love you more than you will ever know,' I whispered into her ear but she had fallen asleep. Little did she know, I meant every word.

Without her, that source of happiness I found was ripped out of my heart. Without her I felt lost. I had never known what love really was but they always tell you when you find love, fight for it and never let them go. Everyone in this world is looking for love, searching all their lives. But I found it, I found Ari. And I was not about to let her go.

Ari. Ari was sassy, independent, strong, funny, sweet, the room lights up when she walks in. A fighter. This isn't Ari, never in my life have I seen her this weak, this broken. I hoped I never would. But here she is, in my arms with blood dripping from her wrist and covered in bruises and scabs.

It was killing me to see she her like this. No one, especially not Ari, deserves to be in this much pain. No one deserves to cut their body or hurt themselves in any way. Yet she did. And I will never be able to get the image of her, glass to skin, the pain in her face... That image will haunt me for god knows how long.

I finally got to Ari's house, Candy opening the door.

'Harry you found her! What happened?' she gasped at the sight of Ari and let me in. She started running around the kitchen, looking for bandages.

'I'm going to take her to bed, where is Indie?' I asked.

'Indie had a headache so she took some medicine, the drowsy kind. She crashed on the couch.' I nodded, slowly lowering a shivering Ari onto her bed. I touched her skin, cold as ice. When being reunited with Ari, I never thought it would be like this. I tucked her in, sitting next to her.

'Here is the bandage, keep pressure on her cut. And I brought some ice too. I'll be outside, you two can patch things up,' Candy whispered, throwing me the bandage and ice. I mouthed 'thank you' as she closed the bedroom door.

I gently lifted up Ari's wrist, wrapping the bandage softly around the cut she had made. The worst thing is that Ari never actually did anything wrong. She never cheated on me, she was just caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. Then she was shot... I am so glad I came back when I did, went looking for her when I did. If I had stayed with the boys and gone straight to LA... She would be on the street, cutting deeper and deeper into her skin, covering her body with scars. Thinking no one loves her, that she is worthless. She could've committed suicide for gods sake!

Slowly sadness became anger. Half of this was my fault. I pushed away my friends, they told me that Ari had to be innocent I didn't listen to them. They were right, it was a scam. If I had just come a week or so earlier then this wouldn't have happened. What if Ari doesn't forgive me? I was the one who didn't believe her, didn't show her how much I love her when I had the chance. What if she wakes up disgusted to see me, kicks me out and refuses to speak to me? Then I'll have no choice but to leave with a broken heart, that part of me that only Ari can fill. I'll have to perform, dance around on stage like nothing ever happened. I can't do it. I can't work. Management would get their way...

Before I left they told me that if I would have to pretend to date someone else. Someone who looked like Ari, pretend it was all a misunderstanding and that it wasn't her in the photos. Lie. They wanted me to get over Ari and lie. That was one of the main reasons I left, because it was too hard. The girl who was pretending to be Ari, she was lovely. But she wasn't Ari. And I can't look at anyone like that, put my arm around her waist, I can't love anyone who isn't Ari. Even if I wanted to.