CHAPTER TWENTY THREE:
Liam picks me up and slams me against the wall. It knocks the breath out of me... I feel so weak.
"I told you to be quiet." His face is only a few inches away from mine. His mouth opens, but before words come out, a fist slams into his face.
I look up to see Harry.
Liam gets up and Harry punches him again. The sound it makes is indescribable... it just sounds so painful.
As Liam hits the ground, Harry rushes towards me and holds me. I'm shaking and tears stream down my face.
I look behind Harry and see Liam holding a knife and he quickly comes towards us. "HARRY!" I scream as he lifts the knife above him. Oh my God!!! He's going to kill Harry!
Liam swings the knife and I close my eyes. I can't watch this.
I hear a thud as a body hits the ground and I scream. Tears stream down my face still unable to open my eyes to see his dead body. I can't imagine living my life without him.
"It's okay. It's okay." I hear Eleanor run towards me and feel her grab me. "It's okay." She reassures me. The tone in her voice makes me trust her.
I open my eyes and expect to see Harry on the ground, stabbed... but instead I see Louis struggling with Liam on the floor. Did Louis just save Harry's life?
They struggle for a few moments before Louis punches him as hard as he possibly could, knocking him out. I start screaming, and run back into Harry's arms.
"Take this, now." He rips his shirt off and starts putting it on me. With all this happening, I completely forgot that I was naked... and that everybody saw me, and saw what happened to me.
I look around, everyone is gathered around with horrific facial expressions. I don't think anyone can comprehend what just happened.
