Lost and Found || Punk H.S

Chapter 2

*a/n so umm yeah sorry the last couple chapters or whatever have been bad. It'll get better eventually haha. And don't worry. Harry and Andrea will talk more soon. Don't forget to vote, comment, and follow. Love you :* *

"Dylan get off of me now," I said struggling to get free of his strong grasp. "Now why would I do that," he hissed in my ear. "I'll scream," I whimpered as his hold tightened on my arm. It was already painful enough I didn't need the extra pull. "Nobody's going to help the school slut Andrea. We both know that."

He dragged me out of the school. I fought to get away but the strength left my body when he slapped my face. I'm sure he did it just to spark memories of the last time he did this. "Good thing my house is right around the corner isn't it," he laughed.

"They'll see you dragging me out you know," I cried. "And who are they going to believe exactly?" I stayed silent. No one would believe my word against him. He was the most popular guy in school. Every girl wanted to be by his side. His family was rich beyond belief and of course besides this, he really knew how to get on a girl's good side. Dylan knew exactly how to gain people's trust, and he used that against me as much as possible.

Before we could round the corner he pulled me up to him. He situated his arm around my waist and my arm around his shoulders. I tried to fight more and more with every step but he was too tall and powerful.

When we got to his house he pushed me onto the floor. "Get in my room. I'll be there soon." I stayed still on the floor continuing to cry silently. "Don't make me go get Ray," he said. You could hear the smirk in his voice. Dammit. I had to keep Ray out of this, she was too sweet to be put to this. Of course I thought I was too, but it's not going to be my fault if she gets dragged into this. I'll do everything in m power to make sure she doesn't get hurt.

I ran up to his room and soon he followed. As soon as he threw me on his bed the world around me went black.

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I woke up dizzy. I was on the floor, what the hell? Next to me there was a note. Ugh.

Andrea,

Welcome back freak. Don't worry, if you don't tell anyone then I won't tell anyone about your little secret. Maybe you should get some deeper blades for those cuts darling; I slapped them a couple times and you didn't wake up. They obviously don't hurt enough. Have a good rest of the day little whore ;)

Dylan

Well great. Now I really can't fix this. I looked at the clock. Lunch time was almost over, I haven't been out very long thank goodness. I'm even more sore than I was this morning. Pain shot through my entire body as I ran back to school. The bell rang as soon as I got inside. I mentally cursed myself and ran to my class.

After I grabbed my stuff from my past classroom I walked slowly to my next one. People crowded the hallways, all of their eyes on me. I heard laughs and snide comments the whole way there. My appearance must be horrendous. "Wow look who's been busy," a girl with makeup caked on her face walked up to me. From behind her I saw a familiar mop of curly hair and a pair of confused green eyes set on me.

I didn't say anything to her, just looked, waiting for it all to stop. Tears crept up but I willed them to stay back. "I heard he made you wear a bag over your head so he didn't have to look at your face. You're so pathetic you know that right," she asked with a smile. I simply nodded.

She was right. "I think the world would really just be better off if you killed yourself Andrea," she said as she walked away. "Just an idea," she laughed. "Yeah," I said looking down. "Just an idea, a really good idea," I whispered to myself. By the time she was gone a crowd had gathered around me.

Insults and laughs surrounded me. The tears demanded to fall. I ran to the bathroom as the bell rang, signaling that everyone had only a minute to get to their classes. When I got to the bathroom I fell onto the floor in a ball of pain and tears.

Pain owned my body and my mind. All the voice circled me and I knew what I had to do tonight. I hid in the last stall balling my eyes out. Everything around me was falling apart. How did it get this way? I just wish I could go back to my freshman year and avoid Dylan all together.

I just wish I could go back in the past and not be born. All I want is this to be over. That's the only thought in my head. The end.

Suddenly the bathroom door swung open with force. I stopped my sounds right away, hopping they would leave soon.

"Andrea," a sweet voice rang through my senses. I sniffled and curled up tighter into my little ball I had formed. He doesn't need to see me like this. Hell, he doesn't know a single thing about me.

The stall door in front of me opened and I hid my face. A body kneeled in front of mine and started pulling on my arms. I was too weak to fight anything anymore. He pulled arms away from my legs and put my legs down.

His arms pulled me into him and lifted me up. I didn't even care anymore. Harry carried me bridal style out of the bathroom and out of the school.

"Harry," I whimpered. What was he doing? Was he going to do the same thing that Dylan has done to me twice now? Fear coursed through me. What if he does take advantage of me? "Shh baby girl, you're safe now," he cooed.

The sound of a car door opening startled me. I realized just what I was doing. My arms were wrapped around his neck and my legs hung over his arm as he carried me. His touch was so gentle, comforting as well. He sat me down slowly onto the car seat and strapped me in.

He closed the door and got into his side and drove off. I had no idea where we were going but it had to be better than that hell hole.

The car stopped outside a regular sized house and the engine was turned off. My door was opened and I felt his arms hold me again. I felt safe again immediately. The soft feeling of a bed was felt under me and my eyes shot open alertly.

My body jumped off of the bed before my mind could catch up with what was going on. "Baby, baby shh it's okay I promise shh," he ran his fingers through my hair.
"What is going on," I asked him.

"You looked so broken. I couldn't just leave you in that hell hole to suffer." "Why do you care," I sighed. "Why wouldn't I," he asked. "No one else does," I whispered. "Well everyone in that school are pricks so it's okay." I slightly smiled at his comment feeling amused.

"What are we going to do," I wondered aloud. "This may sound really cheesy, but I want to get to know you like really bad," he stuttered how adorable. I smiled. "Well Harry what would you like to know?"