Everything about you - One Direction Fanfic

Incidents...

Chapter 8

A/N – Okay I don’t really mind about the comment shortage anymore so long as you guys keep reading! Thanks a bunch of potatoes guys! :D

MIKAYLA’S P.O.V

As Harry and I walk out of the Giant Drop building I can’t help but think about what just happened,  I think I may be having an epiphany.  Harry grabs my hand and cups it in his, his tingling touch irresistibly.  His warmth draws me in and I find myself snuggling into him, and the strangest part is that is feels so RIGHT.

I can feel Harry smiling and I peek up to see why.  Liam’s face is set like stone and his eyes are black pits of hate, his mouth is twisted into the most horrid face I have ever seen.  I clutch Harry tighter but he just chuckles, is he enjoying this!?!  How can he laugh at such a horrifying thing!

I continue to gape at Liam but I feel Harry’s hand under my chin, closing my open mouth.  My face turns tomato red as I realize that I had been downright staring at Liam, how rude am I!  I can hear Louis and Niall chuckling about how they saw us kissing and that they are going to be uncles, but I am too busy staring at Zayn and Liam to notice.  Zayn is staring at Liam in a fashion I can only describe as pure terror.  He looks extremely concerned and when his eyes flash over to me I realize just how bad this is.

His eyes are begging me to fix something but I don’t know what I have done.  He smiles weakly and tries to hug the frozen Liam, but is shoved off roughly, landing on the cold ground.  I help Zayn to his feet and when we both stand up and brush ourselves off I catch sight of Liam who has now moved over to Harry, practically steaming at each other.

I continue to watch them for a while, and I figure after a while that they are just sorting themselves out.  I turn and a sickening crack radiates through the air.  What just happened?!  The other 3 boys in front of me are screaming and yelling, running towards something behind me.  I slowly spin on my heel and let out a high pitched wail at the scene in front of me.

Liam is fuming, chest raggedly moving up and down and is being held back by Zayn and Louis.   Niall is knelt down next to something.  I take a step closer and notice that the something has curly hair sprouting from it and the thing is bleeding. Harry!?!

I take off towards Harry, tears squeezing their way out of my eyes.  When I reach him I gasp, his face is covered in the blood leaking from his nose, which is pointing at a weird angle.  His eyes crack open and the tears begin to gush from my eyes.

“Harry, oh Harry what happened?”  I choke out, my words caught in my throat because of the state his face is in.

“M-m-micky?”  He stutters. I nod and he continues. “Liam...”

All eyes turn to Liam who is in a total rage, he is thrashing his legs around and he has a wild look in his eyes.

“LET ME GO ZAYN!!” he roars, attempting to break free from Louis and Zayn.

“No Liam!  Niall, Mikayla take him to the car and drive home, we will take care of Liam. Niall and I grab Harry and pull him to his feet, dragging his half unconscious body to the car. We lay him across the back seats and I watch over him as he slowly slips into a painful sleep.  More tears pour out of my eyes, dotting his face with wetness.

I hop into the passenger seat of the car, still crying as Niall starts the car. I don’t speak to Niall as we pull out of the parking lot because I am still nervous to talk to him after the whole incident yesterday.  I focus on the sleeping Harry in the back, listening to his gentle snoring.

“Micky...”  Niall’s voice cuts through the air like a blade, effectively getting my attention. My eyes flit up to his, taking in their sorrowful, apologetic aura.