Give Me Hope (h.s)

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I stretch my arms out and try to pull Arabella into me, but I don't feel her. My body jolts out of bed, but I stop when I hear the shower. My hand runs through my hair and I sit back down, always worrying if her thoughts get the best of her.

We had showered last night, but the room was incredibly hot. All I'm worried about is if she regrets the sex. I tried to give her the best experience I could, but I just don't know. The smile on her face said it all, but feelings could change. I'm scared it'll turn into something more.

My hand grabs a tee and I put it on, lifting jeans up my legs. The door opens and Arabella comes out wearing shorts and a tee, my eyes staring at her. She throws her towel on the ground and she runs to me, my hands catching her. My eyes close as I hold her close, my face burying into her neck.

"How are you, Bella?" I ask, her head lifting as well as mine. She sets her forehead on mine and I set her down, grabbing her waist.

"I'm amazing. How are you?" she grins, grabbing my face. God I'm so submissive to her.

"I'm perfect," I tell her, her smiles so beautiful. I can feel it in my heart that I'm hers. She's all I want and I can't explain how good it is to be with her. Just her smile and a kiss in the morning is all I want to start my day.

"Let's go run to the store," I tell her, her head nodding. We get our shoes on and I take her hand, leading her outside. We drive down to the store and I keep her close to me the entire time, her eyes glancing over all the options of Plan B. She grabs one and I take it, paying for it quickly. Then we get back to the truck and she opens the container, taking the pill some water.

I start to drive back to our place when I notice a truck is following us. My lips press together and I quickly turn, speeding down the street. Then as I drive, I look into the mirror and I turn my head just to see a car coming straight at us.

"Bella!" I yell, but my world goes black.

Arabella

I hear sirens and I open my eyes, my vision blurry. When I look for Harry, he's lying motionless. Blood covers his face and most of his body.

"Harry," I whisper, tears forming. I hear the door open, but I'm pulled out. My body is held and I scream, trying to break free.

"Arabella," I hear my dad say, but I cry. Thrashing my body, I run to the car and break down when Harry's nearly lifeless body is lifted onto a gurney.

"He won't keep you hostage anymore," my dad says, but I turn around. My hand slaps his face and a look of shock covers his features.

"Hostage? He was keeping me safe," I cry, kicking the men that are holding me back.

"And he took it too far," he says, my eyes closing. My lips pressing together than I push away again, running to the ambulance and getting in. The medics all rush around him and then one takes care of my few cuts, but the one person I'm falling in love with is clinging to his life.

"Is he okay?" I cry, the medic wrapping her arm around me.

"He's steady right now but we'll need to rush him into surgery. He's hanging on," she says, my eyes closing. I just cry and she holds me, my heart hurting. I don't want him to die. He's all I have anymore.

We get to the hospital and I sit in the waiting room, waiting for Harry in surgery. I'm almost asleep against the wall when a nurse comes beside me.

"How are you?" she asks, my head shaking. She hugs me and I cry, so scared.

"He's okay," she tells me. "He has a lot of stitches, a broken arm, and a bruised jaw. He's gonna be just fine."

Tears of joy now start and she hugs me again. "Now we do have one thing," she says, and I turn my attention the the police officer behind her.

"We need to ask you some questions," he says, and I gulp. I nod and follow him, his hand closing the door behind him.

"We've arrested a man at the crime scene by the name of Francisco Sanchez, or your father."

I bite my lower lip and feel torn whether or not to be upset. He's still my father, but I'm happy he's no longer here to threaten me.

"M-My dad's in jail?" I say, his head nodding.

"Now we need you to tell us everything you know about his business," he says, and I start from the beginning. I tell him the drugs, the prostitutes, Bone Thrashers, my captivity, and then that he essentially kidnapped two men - Harry and Wyatt.

"Now when you say kidnap, explain this to me," he says, and I nod.

"My father was friends with theirs, and when their parents passed away, my father took them before social workers could and forced them into his business. I-I haven't been out of that building before three months ago when I started college."

He talks things out with me, explaining he couldn't see a strong charge for Harry or Wyatt, but the others may be charged. I'm so scared something could hurt us, like the Bone Thrashers coming with revenge. But right now, I need to make sure Harry is okay.

I'm allowed to leave and I go to Harry's room, my body collapsing on a chair beside him. My hand grabs his and he holds my hand back, the small sign making me happy he's okay. He's so beautiful when he's resting, bruised or not.

I move to lay beside him and I fall asleep beside him, my hand holding his. When I wake up, it's because I feel Harry moving beneath me. I lift up and look down at him, his bright eyes looking into mine.

"Bella," he whispers, my lips curving. He lifts his hand up to my cheek and pulls me down, kissing me. I pull away just to look at him, his eyes so beautiful.

"Harry, I was so worried," I whisper, his thumb brushing my cheek.

"I told you I wouldn't leave," he says, and I start to cry at how beautiful his words are. He just watches me, his eyes filled with adoration.

"My dad...he's in jail," I tell him, his eyes widening.

"Am I...you know," he asks, and I shake my head.

"You and Wyatt are safe, I hope," I tell him, his hand staying on my cheek.

"You'll be safe, baby. I promise," he says, my smile growing.

We wait until the nurses come in to check on him, and I hold his hand while they check his jaw and arm.

"You'll be on your way of healing soon enough, Mr. Styles," the nurse says, Harry almost beaming. I'm sure he's just happy he's out of Dark Plague more than anything.

"Can I sit up?" he asks, my hand holding his. The nurse helps him sit up and I stay by his side, but then the police officer comes in.

I'm asked to leave as well as the nurses and we all leave, but I stop before. I lean to kiss his cheek. "You were kidnapped," I whisper in his ear, his head giving me a slight nod. I walk out and wait, pacing the hall. The officer walks to me and I look up at him, his hand grabbing my arm.

"Your boy checks out. But we need you both to testify in court," he says, and I nod. He pats my arm and walks out, my body walking back to Harry.

I sit beside him and then my heart stops, thinking about what's to come.

"How are, um, we supposed to make it on our own?" I ask, his hand tightening around mine.

"We're gonna get through this together. I have my money, but we're gonna need jobs," he says, and I nod my head.

"I just...I want to be with you. That's all that matters to me," I tell him, his hand lifting up to my cheek. He kisses my forehead and looks down at me.

"We can do this."

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