Insane (COMPLETED)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

HARRY'S POV

Flashback:

I didn't know where I was going, and I wasn't sure where I would end up. The sun was gone, leaving everything in front of me completely dark. Breathing was getting increasingly harder as I continued running, my chest pounding up and down. I can't believe I just did that. What if I just killed that boy? What if I get caught? What if someone saw me and knew who I was? I can't go to jail, I just can't!What would happen to One Direction? What would Louis do? Louis. Wait, we're not dating anymore. Why would he care? I stopped running and looked around. Everything looked so unfamiliar and I have no idea where I am. Nobody was around and of course, my phone didn't have any service out here.

"Fuck!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I punched the brick wall behind me again. My knuckles were still bleeding, blood dripping from my hand all the way I've ran so far. The impact made me cry out in pain, my uninjured hand going to grab my hurt one. I turned around and leaned against the now bloody wall and slid down it, my butt hitting the ground. I sat on the ground and cried for a good five minutes before I heard sirens coming down the street.

"Shit," I gasped as I got up and ran to the nearest spot where they couldn't find me. The only place was a pitch black alley, the only light coming in from behind the high cement walls around it. I placed my bloody, broken fist on my shirt and wrapped the bottom of it around my hand. This should stop the blood from dripping down onto the ground. The only things around me were half empty dumpsters and a dead animal every now and then. It was absolutely freezing outside, but my sweat drenched body would say otherwise.

Suddenly, the dark alley light up with light and I turned around to see what was happening. A truck was driving up towards me.

Stay calm Harry, they're probably just lost.

I was soon greeted with an older man in the truck with his window down, three other men in the back seat. They drove next to me and I watched as they smiled and nodded to each other. No. Please, God no.

The window rolled down, the man's face becoming clear. He was bald, tattoos covering his chest and neck. The men behind him talked for a second before he began to talk to me.

"You need a ride?"

"No."

"Come on, son. Get in the car and we won't have any trouble."

"Fuck you. Leave me alone."

His voice was extremely deep and I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared of him. What does he want with me?

"You have one more chance to get in this car or we're going to force you into it."

I took off running the same way I came, hoping that it would take them a while to turn the car around. They all instantly got out of the truck and followed me down the alley, running just as fast, if not faster than me.

"You're not going to get away you little bitch!" One called to me. Fuck, they're closer than I thought.

I then felt one of the men kick the back of my knee, making me fall on the rough street. I tried to get up, but it was too late. The biggest man had the back of my shirt in his hand.

"Get away from me!" I screamed, hoping someone would hear me.

"Shush, don't use all your energy yet. You're going to need that later," He whispered directly into my ear.