I Saved You

Chapter 2

"You don't know who I am?" He said surprisingly.

"You look familiar, but I can't recall who you are."

He said quietly, "My name is Harry Styles."

I instantly froze. I was so embarrassed.

How could I not recognize one of the most famous teens in the whole world?

I responded quickly, "I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you."

He laughed, "It's no big deal. I wasn't sure if i should tell you because I thought you'd treat me differently.

I responded, "I"m going to treat you like any other human being."

I noticed he had a scratch above his left eye, and his face had dirt on it,

"They hurt you," I said, reaching for his scratch.

"I'll be fine. Its just a scratch."

I touched the scratch faintly, he cringed, so I pulled away.

"I'm going to call the cops. You need to tell them what happened."

"I don't want to talk to the cops. I'm fine."

He was persistent about not dealing with the authorities.

"I want them to make sure you are well."

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry."

We left the conversation at that. I stood up.

He lifted his arm and I pulled him off the ground.

We started walking towards the beginning of the alley.

I just remembered that my mom and dad were out of town.

So what I could do is take him to my house and take care of him,

"My parents are out of town. You can come to my place, and I'll take care of you over the night, and in the morning, you can leave."

He looked astonished, "Really? You'd do that for me?"

"Of course."

"Alright let's do that."

When we reached the end of an alley, I waved down a late night taxi that was going by.

We were lucky to have spotted one since it was now 12:30 in the morning.

I told the driver that I didn't have any money with me, but when I got to my house, I'd get the money and pay the fare.

"Where ya heading?" The taxi driver said tiredly.

"555 Madison Street."

The ride to my house wasn't very long. I actually wish it would have lasted longer.

We were sitting next to each other. We awkwardly looked out the windows nearest to us, not engaging in conversation.

I had to ask him,

"What are you doing here in Boston?"

He smiled, "I'm on tour with the other lads! I really like this city. We perform in two days." I awkwardly smiled.

After our little conversation, he put his arm around me.

I didn't know what to think. I liked it. I felt a sudden urge of happiness.

I looked at him and smiled. He smiled back.

When we arrived at my house, Harry stayed in the taxi while I ran in the house through the garage door and got the money. I thanked the taxi driver and we walked towards the front door.