Torn Up (Harry Styles/Bullying)

Chapter 9

Harry's POV:

"Every day."

Her words sliced through my heart and made my blood boil. I was fuming. Anger coursed through my veins. How? How could you lay a finger on such a beautiful young lady? How could you watch her recoil and cry? How could you make a single drop of blood come out of her body?

I shook violently, my breathing hard and heavy. My fingers curled up and turned white as I balled them up into fists. I pinched my eyes shut. I was going mad. When I got angry, I really got angry. My muscles tensed and my face flushed red.

I felt small fingers rub against my arm and I saw Sandra. I let out a breath. I forgot she was there.

"I'm-I'm so sorry. I will never let anyone hurt you and I will never hurt you, I promise," I told her as I started deep into her gorgeous blue eyes.
"I just don't understand why the fuck anyone would fucking touch you. How anyone could ever hurt you," my voice cracked as I held her tiny hand.

A single tear escaped her eye. "No, no, I didn't mean to make you cry. Ah I'm sorry," I rushed the words out. I caught the tear.

"No one has ever cared about me like you have before," she sobbed. I grabbed her and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Why?" I asked again.

She pulled back to look me in the eyes. "My mom is divorced and let's all her anger out on me. She blames me, she doesn't want me, I wish it were different."

"There's no one else I should be worried about hurting you right?"

She went ridge in my hands and her eyes avoided mine. I felt the wall that was slowly coming down between us come back up.

"No one else hurts me," she stated coolly.

"Sandra, I can tell your lying. Who else hurts you?" I begged. I needed to know. I will kill anyone else who touched her.

"The whole school," she squeaked. What? The WHOLE school? I shook my head.

"Bastards."

She left out a giggle while she cried. I loved making her happy.

I decided right then and there I would do anything to make her happy. To see that smile. I can't watch her frown, it literally feels like a dagger to my heart.

"I'll protect you."

"What?" she responds. A puzzled look is plastered against that beautiful face of hers.

"I'll protect you, from the school," I answer her simply.

She runs into my arms and hugs my so tight I can't breath. She let's go and kisses my cheeks. My cheeks flame red as the fire ignites yet again.

"S-sorry,"she mumbles.

"It's quite alright love. Now let's head upstairs and get ready for bed, yeah?"

She nods her head quite eagerly. When we get upstairs I let her put her bags in my room and I lead her to the bathroom. She thanked me and started to get ready for bed.

30 minutes later she called for me through the door.

"Harry?" she squeaked.

"Yeah?"

"Could you get me some pajamas and then turn off the light?"

"Erm, yeah..."

I grabbed a pair of my boxer shorts and a big white shirt. I turned off my light and handed the clothes to her through the crack in the door.

"Is it alright if we sleep in the same bed tonight? It's a king, if not I can sleep on the floor," I ramble.

"Yeah, no problem."

For the millionth time since I met Sandra my cheeks flushed a crimson red. I went onto the bed and closed my eyes. I felt the mattress shift underneath me. The blanket was moved and I heard Sandra let out a content sigh.

"Let's skip school tomorrow," I mumbled to her.

"Okay," she replied sweetly. I wanted to stay awake and talk to her about her whole life and her beatings but I couldn't keep my eyes open. I wanted to hear her sweet voice ramble on, but my breathing got heavy.

I know it might seem crazy, I know I barely know her, but something was different about her, us.

Knowing she was right there next to me was enough, I smiled and fell into an easy sleep.

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