Only One Direction

Chapter 5

After cake, Annabelle carried her gifts upstairs. She set her cameras together on the window sill and put the scrap book on her dresser along with the jewelery box. She hung up her dress and put her bikini in the drawer. Then, Annabelle struggled to put on her new necklace. She then felt warm hands shuffle over her fingers and close the lock on the necklace chain. Her skin tingled where Harry's fingers lightly touched her neck. She closed her eyes and concentrated on Harry's breathing. She leaned back into Harry's chest.

As he wrapped his arms around her waist, he lead her to the bed. He layed her down and layed down next to her, protectively gathering her in his arms. Annabelle sighed, pleasured. Harry chuckled. She turned around in his arms. One of Annabelle's arms reached up and started playing with Harry's curls while the other one outlined his lips. Harry closed his eyes and a slightly shivered. He leaned in, Annabelle's hands dropping, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight, love." Harry cooed.

"Goodnight, Harry." Harry slept there with you for the rest of the night.

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The snap of a camera woke Annabelle. When she opened her eyes, a beautiful Harry Syles slept in front of her. Annabelle brushed a few stray curls out of Harry's eyes and tried to sit up. Harrs arms tightens around her waist.

"Stay with me," Harry said in his husky morning voice. That was enough to keep Annabelle there. Harry pulled her closer and smiled, his eyes closed. "I missed you so much." He whispered softly.

"I missed you too, Harry" Annabelle said softly. His breathing slowed as he fell back asleep.

"I love you so much Harry..." Annabelle squeaked to the sleeping boy.

HARRY'S POV:

"I love you so much Harry..." Annabelle whispered in a beautiful voice. She thought I was asleep... I had to keep my eyes from shooting open. Here was the girl I've been in love with telling me she loves me. Probably only as a brother though, right...? Of course. Why would she love me any more than that? I slowly opened my eyes. Hers were closed and her breathing was steady. I scanned over her beautiful face. She had such an affect on me... She moaned in her sleep.

"Harry?" she moaned.

"Yes sweetheart?" I responded. She started screaming my name and crying in her sleep. I bolted up into the sitting position. I pulled her into my lap, waking her up. Tears were streaming down her face. I stroked her hair and whispered, "It's ok, I'm here." over and over. After about ten minutes of Annabelle being traumatized, she finally calmed down.

She smiled up at me, "Thank you, Harry. " she said. I nodded, concerned. She got up and went to take a shower. I left her room, and went to my bathroom to do the same.

Annabelle's POV: I was running, but not fast enough. The man was catching up. He grabbed me and held my mouth shut. As he raped me, I screamed Harry's name but he never came to help. As the man pulled the trigger, Harry screamed my name. Then I woke up.

I have been having the same dream ever since that night. The only reason I'm still alive is because I totally imagined the whole gun part.... When the man was done with me, he just left me there. A passerby found my naked, unconscious body the next day. I never told Harry about it because he didn't need to worry about it.

I woke up in Harry's arms. I calmed down much quicker than usual.

I went to the bathroom to "shower."

I searched through my makeup bag and found it laying on the bottom. My razor. I clutched it against my arm and slid it across. The old familiar pain engulfed my arm and traveled throughout my body. I cleaned it and patched it up. The pain still flowed freely throughout my body. Just another scar to add to my collection. I hopped in the shower. Hopefully, it would be done bleeding by the time I got out.

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"So what do you all want to do today?" Liam asked. I shrugged. I didn't care, as long as it was with Harry. Harry's hand rested on my knee. He looked at me and smiled, I smiled back. Oh how badly I wanted to kiss his lips. I looked back at Liam.

"Whatever you all want to do is fine with me." I said.

"Swimming?" Zayn suggested. "It's getting hotter by the minute." All the boys nodded. I smiled wearily and said, "Lets go then!"

As soon as I got to my room to change, I panicked. They would see my scars. I pulled on my new bikini and some shorts. I paused. What shirt? I pulled on a loose long sleeve shirt that ended about, an inch above my belly button. I pulled on a SnapBack and some vans and walked out my door. All the boys were already ready. Harry was wearing a white vneck and swimming trunks with a pair of supras. I smiled at him. We linked arms and walked to the car.

"Why are you wearing a long sleeve shirt?" Louis asked. I shrugged. Today was going to be a long day.

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I shook my head at harry. There was no way I was going on that big slide. Harry pulled at the bottom of my shirt.

"There is no way Harry! I will die!"

"you can sit it my lap the whole time. I wont let go." Harry urged. I rolled my eyes. I hadn't touched watched yet, while Harry's curls were dripping with water. I smiled at him.

"Fine..." I whispered. Harry punched the air, victoriously. I giggled. I turned and went to our chairs with all our stuff on them and pulled off my pants and shirt, setting them on my chair. I turned around and looked at Harry. He reached out his hand and I took it. The whole time he looked at my eyes, smiling like a child on Christmas. He dragged me up the stairs and before I knew it, we stood at the top of the slide. I gulped. I sat down and Harry wrapped his legs around me. He grabbed my hands and wrapped them around myself.

Then we were going super fast. I screamed. Harry gripped my arms hard as we twisted and turned. As we dropped off the slide, Harry's arms still tightly held mine. I fell away from him and my scab from my fresh cut ripped off. I screamed in agony. Blood filled the space around me. Harry yelled. Next thing I knew, I had passed out in Harry's arms.

Nice way to mess it up, and it's only your first day, was all I could think as I passed out.