Chapter 17

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Harrys POV

"Harry, Gena's upstairs. She's asking for you." Eleanor said, coming downstairs. I jumped to my feet and ran upstairs to Gena. "Gene?" I asked. "In here." she called hoarsely. I walked into the bathroom. Her body wasn't covered in blood anymore, and Eleanor had cut and brushed her hair. It fell to her waist now in beautiful ringlets. There were bandages over her largest cuts. She was wrapped in a towel. "Eleanor doesn't have any-any c-clothes." she stammered. "I'll get you some, love." I said. I walked into my room. She was so small, I seriously doubted that any of my clothes would hang onto her. I pulled out a pair of boxers, some drawstring pants, and one of my T-shirts. I walked back into the bathroom. "We'll get you some more clothes when we can. You can where these for now." I said. She nodded. I helped her into the clothes and asked her if she felt sick. She shook her head. "Alright, love. Niall made you something to eat. Why don't we go eat some?" I asked. She nodded. I picked her up and carried her downstairs. "Her food just finished." Niall said. I nodded and sat her in the recliner. "Here you go, G." Louis said as he gave her her food. She tried to take it, but her hands were shaking. "I'll hold it love." I said. I took the bowl of soup and held a spoonful out to her. She took it gratefully. She finished the bowl about twenty minutes later and I took the bowl back to the kitchen. When I came back into the living room, Gena was asleep in the chair. She was so small. "I'm going to take her to bed." I said. Louis nodded. I carried her upstairs, laying her in the bed and tucking her in. I walked downstairs again to grab my phone. Liam and Zayn had gone to bed already. Niall sat at the table with his head in his hands. Louis sat beside him biting his lip. When he saw me, he stood. "We have to do something about Levvin." he said. "Fuck Levvin! Did you SEE Gena?" Niall demanded. "Yes, we saw her." Lou said. "What are we going to do?" I asked. "I can't even look at her, Harry." Niall said. "Excuse me?" I demanded. "She doesn't even look like Gena! Gena Lauren is strong and badass and sexy. This one is afraid and stutters and barely hold still!" he cried. I lunged over the couch to punch him. "Harry no! He didn't mean it! It's just his way of dealing!" Louis cried. He pulled me off. "Go, go be with G. If she wakes up alone she'll be scared." he said. I glared at Niall and walked upstairs. She was curled in a ball and soundly sleeping. "Harry," she whispered. I walked over. She was so calm, I hoped it was a good dream of me. But then she started to scream. "Gena!" I cried. She sat up. "Gena, love, calm down. It's alright. I'm right here Gene." I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly. "Harry, Harry," she whimpered. "Shhh, love. Shhh, I'm here." I said. She crawled into my lap and clutched me. "I'm so glad I'm not dead." she whispered after she'd calmed down. I chuckled slightly, still holding her. "Me too," I said. "So, famous boy, huh?" she asked. "Yeah. One Direction is huge." I said. "I'm glad you and Niall get along." she said. I tensed. This was the hard part. "Gena, I know you've been through a lot. But I've gotta ask. Do you want to be with me or Niall?" I asked. Gena pulled away slightly to look at me. "Who's name did I scream?" she asked. I shrugged. "Harry, I love you. I thought of you endlessly when John had me. I only want you. Do you know why?" she asked. "Why?" I asked.

"Because you saved me."

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