I sneaked out of the house and headed to the park. I was about to meet Taylor, a boy I was talking to for the past week. I really liked him. I've never had a boyfriend and I think he was going to be my first one.
I was waiting under the big oak like he told me to. It was already 8.30.
"C'mon.." I whispered looking at my phone. I smiled at my lock screen. It was a picture, from about three years ago, of me and my brother in matching floral suits took by our mom. It was taken after we have completely wrecked a family reunion. We had a great idea of starting a food fight... It will always be one of my favorite memories ever.
"Y/N?" I heard a raspy voice. I turned around to be faced by a middle-aged guy.
"Yyy.. yes..." I was getting more and more terrified with every second. That was definitely not Taylor.
"Nice to finally meet you" he said and smiled. I was just looking at him. I made a mistake. I should have listened to my brother. Oh my God. That's it he's gonna kidnap me, kill me..
"D-Do I know y-you?" I asked and he chuckled. What an awful chuckle.
"No. I'm Taylor's dad. C'mon let's talk. I'm gonna explain everything. My car's right there." He pointed to a white old van parked about 50 meters away from us.
Part of me really wanted to believe him. Part of me really wanted to believe that there's somebody who actually likes me or even loves me. I wanted Taylor to be real so bad.
"O-okay" I said quietly and followed him. After a few seconds I realized something.
"Wait. Taylor made it pretty clear to me that he wanted to meet me in person. Right here. He told me not to tell anyone. He didn't want anyone to bother us here... So why isn't he here?" I asked stopping.
The man's expression changed. He was pissed now which made me even more terrified.
"I said. Let's. Talk. In. The. Van." He hissed grabbing my arm. I was just about to scream when I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey! Let her go!" Harry was running towards us. Our mom just behind him He was faster tho. Before the man realized what was happening he was on the ground. Harry on top of him throwing punches like crazy. One by one until the guy was out.
I was sitting on the grass crying and desperately trying to breathe. Harry crawled to me and wrapped his arms around me in a protective way. Mom finally made her way to us. She was crying as well. Saying things I couldn't even understand. She hugged the both of us. She really wanted to get to me but Harry wouldn't let go of me. He was holding me and rocking us back and forth.
"Shhhh" he whispered to my ear. His voice really shaky. He was on verge of tears and he never cries.
"It's okay. I've got you. I'm here. I've got you. It's okay now. Shhh" he kept repeating trying to calm me down. I was holding onto him for dear life. I felt betrayed but most of all I felt bad because I lied to Harry and I betrayed him.
"I'm sorry" I mumbled against his chest.
"It's 'kay" he said kissing my head.
"Police is on its way" mom said and Harry nodded.
"I'm never gonna let anyone or anything hurt you again, I am sorry" he said which only made me cry harder. I was so stupid. Looking for a guy who will love me when I already had one who loved me more than anything else...
"You're the only guy I'll ever need" I whispered.
"Well.. yeah.. for now for sure" he chuckled. What an amazing chuckle.
