Lost

Thirteen

A/N: I feel bad cuz I don't update very often XP to anyone who actually reads this, I try to update as much as I can but most of the time that's only on the weekends. So i'll say sorry in advance for cliff hangers! X)

Harry;

It's been a few days since the incident at my school. Michael got released from the hospital early, much to his excitement. He called me on his way home, singing some random song he made up, Ashton and Calum singing along, and Luke laughing hysterically in the background. Ed was probably there too, but he's usually quiet so I couldn't hear him if he was.

I was happy that they were all having fun.Really! But I missed them so much.

I miss my friends.

I miss going out and having fun.

I miss my mom, who I haven't even been able to contact all this time for safety reasons.

I even miss going to school.

My whole life has been flipped around and I hate it. I just want Leyton behind bars so I can go back to living and being happy.

He ruined everything.

The only good thing that's come of this is Louis. Out of all the horrible things that have happened, he is the only source of happiness.

My life in the past few months was only darkness, pain, cold, and fear.

Louis saved me. He's the light that guided me out of the darkness. The warmth that healed my wounds and drove the pain away. The one who made me feel safe again.

In the short time I've known him, I've grown to care for him more than I ever have for any other person before.

He made me feel safe in a time where I thought I'd never be safe again. I trust him implicitly, and without question. He makes me happy when even the thought of smiling seems impossible. And his laugh is my favorite sound in the world. His crystal blue eyes are wild and bright, but also calming, like the sea. They keep me sane when nothing makes sense. When I feel like I'm drowning, they are there to guide me back to the surface.

His every move seems to catch my eye. The way he walks,and the way he rubs his eyes in the morning when he's still cranky. The way he dances around when he gets excited, and the way his muscles flex when he lifts things. The way he purposely takes off his shirt when he knows I'm looking. The way he smirks devilishly when I blush and turn away. The way he hugs me like I'm the most important thing in the world. The way he kisses me when I least expect it. The way he understands me like no one else can.

The way I love him more than I love breathing, and I couldn't imagine being without him.

And the way he loves me too.

I turn my gaze away from the window in the living room when the phone rings. Louis has gone out to get us breakfast so I'm here alone, left to my thoughts.

Thinking maybe the call could be from the station with news of Leyton, I pick up the phone.

"Hello?" I say into the receiver.

My blood runs cold as the person on the other end speaks.

"Harry..What a nice surprise," Leyton says, a smirk evident in the smug tone of his voice.

"I thought I would get your little boyfriend on the phone but this is even better," he continues.

I clench my fists. After so long being afraid of Leyton I'd finally had enough. My fear of him left when he decided to start shooting my friends.