Chapter 18

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Harry's POV

It's her.

Bloody hell.

Robin was her.

FLASHBACK

I burst in the room. Loathing pumping through my veins, I could smell the strong scent of weed and cigarettes, taste it almost. The first thing I see is a girl, bruised, bleeding and naked tied to the bed, hair covering her eyes. My gaze locks to Trent and I let the bomb drop.

"YOUR GUNNA FUCKING PAY FOR THAT YOU MOTHER FUCKING DICK!" I grab him by the collar and swing four punches into his stomach "YOU FUCKING TAKE AWAY WHAT'S MINE AND FUCKING DARE TO DO THIS SHIT AGAIN!?" and one to his face before dragging his crouched body outside. "I'll fucking show you what hell is. You'll never see the fucking light of day again. I fucking swear to you." I growl.

I chuck him to the floor and sirens blast from all directions. Police launch on us and restrain a thrashing Trent pushing me out the way.

"RESTRAIN HIM!"

"GO IN, THERE'S MORE!"

They run in and give me time to look around. Four police cars are surrounding us and there's an ambulance to the side and numerous on-lookers peering over the kerfuffle. Moments later a girl is being dragged out on a gurney, hair everywhere, arms limply hanging over the sides of the portable bed. I want to see if she was alright, I want to save her, at least one of them, but a police officer was holding my wrists behind my back, ready to handcuff me if I tried anything.

"Let me see her." I demand.

"What's her name?" the bulky guy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Georgia Powell." I lie. I don't know her name you prick!

"Wrong." he says with a straight face and drags me to the other side of the car, obscuring my vision of Robin.

END OF FLASHBACK

It was Robin. My mind just can't comprehend this. I need to get some air. It's suffocating in here especially with her body on mine, although she was extremely light. I gently slip from the sofa and place a pillow under head. She fell asleep and eventually rested her head on my lap, somehow.

I walk out onto the small balcony and take a deep breath. Today has answered so many questions yet there were still more. Did she remember who saved her? It was me. Harry fucking Styles. Yet I didn't realise it was her. She must have fallen apart. Died inside. Over and over. Pain and more pain. Just like Lucy. Robin is so different though. Lucy was shy and curious, but confident in her own way. But Robin had so much to hide, and her curiosity is more like jumping to conclusions then interrogating the culprit, she is strong. They looked nearly identical though, blonde hair, big blue eyes, and those curves, I mean.... ttsssaahh!

I lean against the railing and close my eyes enjoying the harsh, cold wind cooling my hot head. I was boiling with... I don't know really. Annoyance, maybe? After what happened to Lucy, I swore I'd stop him before anything else happened. God, did I miss Lucy. I can't believe she's gone. My only love, killed.

A.N. Update is very late I'm so sorry once again! Thank you all for your patience and 480 reads!!! WHOOO! I've had a really busy weekend, my bros bday, Mothers day, and on Staurday, my Mother kinda forced me to play wii with her, :/ watchyagunnado? It was actually fun coz I beat her every time on Just Dance 4! :P

Lurrrrv,

Mama Hermit x

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