Save you

Chapter 17

“Eric…” I said almost breathlessly. I was scared.

“That’s me. You thought you could get away.” He smirked at me. I started to back away slowly. “Not so fast. What do you think you’re doing?” He questioned placing his hands on my bum.

“I’m leaving.” I said trying to spin around. He caught my wrist and pinned me up against the wall.

“You’re not going anywhere bitch.” He spat at me. I tried to wriggle out of his grip but he was too strong. “You think you could just leave the stripper business like that? You can’t. Ever since you left business has sucked. So you’re going to come back.” He squeezed my wrist harder.

“No I won’t! I’ve given up being a stripper.” I shouted trying desperately to escape him.

“I don’t think so.”

“I do! Let me go!”

“No, you’re going to do what I say.” He grabbed my wrist and tugged me to follow him. I tried to get out but I couldn’t. He dragged me through the crowd of people. He was dragging me right past the boys table toward the bathrooms.

“Harry! Liam! Someone!” I shouted as we went past. The music was too loud, they couldn’t hear me. I tried to kick him with my heels but it wasn’t working. He wouldn’t budge. He dragged me down a dark hall towards the bathrooms. He threw me into the men’s room locking the door behind him. I walked over to a stall locking it.

“Now come on precious. I just want to teach you a lesson.” He chuckled lightly.

“Get away from me!” I yelled. It was quiet and then I felt his hand grab my ankle pulling me. I hit the floor and he dragged me out from under the stall.

“Shut up. Listen to me. I’m going to teach you a lesson.” He said his eyes now dark.

Harry’s P.O.V.

“Alright I’m going to go look for Leila.” I said getting up. She had been gone dancing for a while. I hadn’t seen her at all. The lads and I were too busy having a good laugh about all the drunk people on the bar dancing. I got up and sauntered through the crowd looking for my Leila. I got worried when I didn’t see her. I stood high on my tippy toes looking over the crowd but nothing. I walked back over to the table. “Guys I can’t find Leila.” I said picking up my drink and chugging the rest.

“Look harder mate.” Louis said before returning to the conversation.

“I looked everywhere! Can you guys help me?” They looked up and nodded. They all separated into the crowd. I decided to take a quick pee before continuing.

“Oh sorry.” A man mumbled after bumping into me. He was fixing his shirt and walking very fast.

“No problem.” I walked down the dark hallway passing the women’s room. Couldn’t hurt to check here. “Leila?” I asked knocking on the door. No answer. A girl walked out looking at me strangely. “Is there anyone else in there?”

“Nope just me, sorry.” She smiled before walking down the hall. Her heels clacking as she walked. I walked to the men’s room. I stopped at the sound of quiet sobs. A girl? I opened the door and my mouth dropped. “Leila?!” I rushed over to her. She was… naked, and her lip was gushing blood. So was the side of her head.

“Harry…” She whispered her eyes closing.

“Holy shit. What do I do… uh… Leila open your eyes babe, look at Harry.”

“Harry I can’t it hurts.” She cried.

“What hurts?”

“Everything.” I grabbed her dress and tried to help her slip into it. She could barely move. I hadn’t even asked what happened to her. Once she was in her dress I just took in her appearance. Her tear stained cheeks. Her bleeding lip. Her hair blood drenched. Harry what the fuck are you going help her.

“Leila listen to me I need you to try and stand up for me.”

“Harry I can’t it hurts!” She cried curling up into a ball.

“Okay, just don’t move. I’ll be right back.” Of course she won’t move you nincompoop. I rushed out of the bathroom down the hall looking for one of the boys. “LIAM!” perfect. He could help.

“Hey Harry did you find Leila?” He asked walking up to me.

“Yeah but uh…” I grabbed his hand and dragged him down to the bathroom. When I opened the door Liam froze. “What do we do?”

“Leila… Leila… open your eyes Leila.” He whispered leaning down next to her.

“Liam can you help me?” She asked her voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes I can just hang tight. How do you feel?”

“It hurts… I feel like I’m going to fai-“

“Leila, Leila hello?” He said lightly shaking her. “Oh fuck.” Liam never curses… “Uh Harry who don’t you go call 911 for me.” I nodded and took out my phone.

“Woah what happen?” Louis asked walking in with Niall and Zayn. I pushed past them dialing 911. 

Leila’s P.OV.

It was dark. I couldn’t open my eyes no matter how hard I tried. I could hear people talking. It was cold. I heard sirens from a distance. The next thing I knew I was being picked up and placed on a bed? “Can I come in?” I heard Harry say. Come into where? I heard doors close and I started moving again. Harry grabbed my hand. “Leila it’s okay. I’m here.” He whispered over and over again.

Harry’s P.O.V.

I sat in the back of the ambulance holding onto Leila’s hand rubbing small circles on it. Once we got to the hospital I followed Leila and the nurses down the hall. They stopped me and said I couldn’t go any further. I sat down in the waiting nervously rubbing my hands together. “Hey Haz.” I looked up to see Louis. “You alright mate?” He asked sitting down next to me. I just sighed and rested my head on his shoulder.

“You think she will be okay?” I asked rubbing my eyes.

“I’m sure she will be fin man. She’s a strong girl. She’s been through hell and back.” I laughed dryly at Louis’ comment. After about an hour of waiting a doctor came in. “Mr.Styles?”

“That’s me.” I got up and walked over to him.

“Ah okay. Well your girlfriend Leila-“

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“Oh sorry, friend Leila… is going to be okay as of now. We aren’t sure what happen but we have other people working on that. Uh she lost a lot of blood due to the gash in the back of her head. She hasn’t woken up yet but she should any moment.” The doctor told me. I breathed a sigh of relief. “You can go down and see her. But only one person.”

“Okay Harry, see you later. Call me if you need anything.” Louis came over and gave me a small pat on the back before leaving. I followed the doctor down the hall into her room. It was all white, very boring. I saw her lying on the bed. She was so pale. She had stitches on her lip and a bandage around her head. I walked over and sat down next to her.

“Hey Leila… Harry here. Can you wake up for me?” I pleaded stroking her hand. “Leila…” I just sighed and closed my eyes praying she would wake up soon. After a few minutes I felt her hand move. My head shot up and I opened my eyes. She was awake. “Leila!” I smiled at her. She looked at me confused… startled… scared?

“Who are you?” She questioned.