When We Collide (Harry Styles)

Chapter 3

Pain, all I could feel was pain and betrayal. Pain from the numerous kicks and punches I was receiving.

Betrayal, because of Harry leading me here, knowing full well what was going to happen.

I was starting to give up holding myself together, tears freeing themselves, blurring my vision. My head started to feel heavy and the room started to fade to black before everything went black.

Harry's P.O.V

"Stop!", I screamed as they kept their attack on the girl I lead here, "Can't you see she's knocked out? Fuck off"

They all backed off but came towards me,"When did you go soft, Harry?", Zayn snickered from behind the group as he made his way forward.

"I haven't, but she hasn't even been here 5 minutes and you're trying to kill her", My anger was boiling and I knew I couldn't keep my cool for much longer.

"We're just giving her a Holmes Chapel welcome Haz", My 'girlfriend' Stacey said as she wrapped her arms around me. I pulled her grip away and stepped away from her and the rest of the group.

"Fuck off Stacey, I'm done", I couldn't take it anymore, that was the last straw.

"Whatever, have fun being a loser", Laughed Zayn as he and the others left the room.

I took in a deep breath while my hand moved through my hair, a habit I do not wish to break. My gaze was then directed to the girl laying helpless on the ground, legs pulled to her chest, tears drying on her face from before she went out.

I made my was over to her, regretting ever leading her over here, but I knew I had to fix this. I picked her up carefully resting her head on my shoulder as I grabbed her books and bag as well.

Leaving the abandoned class room I thought about where I could take her without getting caught. y only option was to take her to my place until she woke up.

Walking out of school was easy as everyone was in class, I walked up to my car and placed her along the back seat before getting into the drivers seat myself, ready for the short drive. The drive was silent and quicker than I expected as I thought about what I'd done. I wasn't apart of the group physically hurting her but I'd made them do it...

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As I watched the girl walk off along with everyone else, I turned to my group of 'friends'.

"Who was that?", I asked as I looked back to watch her disappear into the crowd.

I turned back to the all shrugging, Stacey being the only one to answer me, "She's the new girl, from New Zealand or something, I heard coach talking about her", Venom laced throughout her voice and I already felt hatred towards the girl, although she was beautiful.

"Well, lets give her a Holmes Chapel welcome then", I smirked towards the group before walking away on my hunt for the girl..

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With my hands in my hair once more, a sigh escaped lips. 

How could I have been so stupid?

I got out of the car walking to the back to carefully lift her out as well. The walk up to my house was slow, but as my hand twisted the door knob, relief washed over me when I saw that no one was home.

Her body was limp in my arms when I got her out of the car, but only just realising now, she was almost weightless, she was calm too. Not the safe and happy calm, but the scary calm. The calm you see and feel before a big storm, or attack. The sort of calm and I was scared.

As I placed her on the couch I prepared myself for the blow, but it never came.. She stayed asleep. I took the time to my advantage, to sit in the seat opposite her and just admire her. The way she looked when she slept, how she breathed and all of the small things about her.

Her hair was the first thing I noticed, it was dark, almost black but it had a brown tinge, it was long too, it reached at least mid back and it looked beautiful on her.

Her face, although I couldn't see her eyes, I took the time to them earlier. They were brown, and not just the plain brown you see in some people, they had yellow in them too, around the inner circle. Her eyes were the most unique pair I'd ever seen and I could stare into them all day. 

She had a small, but it fit her round face. She had light freckles over her nose too, but they were light, barely noticeable unless you looked closely.

But her lips, her lips had become my favourite thing on her. Big, round and a bright pink. They looked very kissable and that's what I found myself wanting to do, to kiss her,

My admiring time was cut short when I saw her stirring in her sleep. A groan escaped her lips and I knew she was waking up. I jumped up from my seat and rushed to the kitchen to to grap her a cup of water and some pain killers. When I returned I noticed her eyes were open, head turned to the side, staring at the blank T.V screen. She noticed my presence and turned to look at me.

"I, uh, I got you some water and pain killers", I said gesturing to the objects in my hands before placing them down on the table in front of her

"Why", I heard her barely audible voice speak

"Because I thou-"

"No, why did you do it?". Tears were forming in her eyes and the guilt started to eat me..

Why did I do it? What was the reason for me to get them to do that to her? Am I that cold?

"I don't know", My eyes fell to the floor and my feet became the most interesting thing at the moment.

"I want to go home" Her tears had stopped but her voice told me that there were more waiting, more that'd escape in the comfort of her home.

I only nodded, granting her wish.

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