Nothings Fine I'm Torn (A One Direction Fanfic)

Baby let me find out your secret

Harry's P.O.V

She took a deep breath and started to twiddle with her thumbs. She was'nt smiling and her eyes were fixed to the floor.

I swung my legs around care fully so that they were now dangling of the edge of the bed. I was careful not to hit my foot.

I put my arm around El and held her close to my chest. She rested her head against it and put her hands around my waist.

"There are some things I did'nt tell you Harry" she said, swallowing after her words.

"When I... during mine and Taylor's relationship, some things happened. Things I never told you about. I was'nt entirely ready to tell you, but I am now."

"A few months after the first time he...hurt me, I went out for the evening. It was'nt anywhere special, just to a friends house. Her name was Poppy. She was only a few months younger than me and we got on like a house on fire. Even though we were good friends, I could never really bring myself to tell her about what Taylor was doing to me".

"I was scared. I thought that if she found out it would scare her off, that she would'nt want to know me anymore. I did'nt want what Taylor did to have an impact on my friendship. When I was with her it was like I was safe, like no one would hurt me".

I was glad to hear that El had friends when she was with that prick, Taylor. It comforted me to know that she did'nt have to stay with him 24/7.

"Anyway, I went to her house for the evening. She lived with her older sister just a few streets away.It was'nt a long walk and I went there after having a bad day. Me and taylor had had a massive argument over me being friends with Poppy".

"She was a good friend and cared about me. I think that Taylor felt threatened by her. Maybe if i had told her, she would have helped me escape".

"That day, Taylor had told me 'If you keep seeing that girl and talking to her, I'll hurt her too'. I did'nt take him seriously. I thought he'd never hurt her. I thought it was just me. I thought that every hit, every kick and every punch was my fault. That I'd brought it all on my self. I thought she had'nt done anything wrong, so he'd keep hurting me and not her".

What?! How could she think it was her fault? Everything that that sick, twisted, bastard and she blamed herself for it! It was'nt her fault. It was his and he was going to pay for everything he had ever done.

I felt the rage spreading throughout my system as my hands clenched and unclenched into fists. I took a deep breath and waited for El to continue.

"So I went to her house, her sister was'nt there. I remember that night so clearly. I was seventeen at the time. We'd spent the night talking about nothing and we watched 'Bridget Jones Diary'. We had a popcorn fight and started to mess about".

"Then, There a knock on the door. We thought it was her sister. She was always forgetting her keys".

As El spoke she never looked up from the floor. Her eyes were watering. The sight of her like this made tears start up in my eyes as well.

"I answered it. I remember him standing there. He had that look in his eyes. He was calm, but that was always the worst part. He would stay calm, quiet. And then, he'd...start. He pushed me out of the way. I fell to the floor but managed to pick myself up again".

"Then, he turned to Poppy. She was stood by the sofa. Her mouth was open in shock and her arms by her sides. He...erm...he walked over to her and...he...he". She swallowed and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"He grabbed he and...threw her to the floor. I tried to stop him. I pushed him away, I tried my best to stop him hurting her. I remember him punching me in the stomach and kicking me while I was on the floor. I buried my head in my hands and waited for it to stop. It usually did, but not this time."