You were walking home from your late night shift at Starbucks. It was about 11:30pm and the streets were dead; not a car, not a person. It was quite chilly outside and you could see your breath when you walked under the street lights. You turned left as your apartment was only a couple more blocks away, when you heard footsteps creeping up behind you. You turned around to see that their was a person standing about 5 yards behind you. You couldn't make out any features, just that he was tall, average size, and he was wearing all black with his hood up, hands in pockets and you could see his breath shooting out of his mouth as he was walking. You turned around and started into a speed walk. You knew you didn't live in the best neighborhood, but it wasn't as bad as other places you had previously lived in. You felt as if someone was creeping up onto you and you looked down to the ground and you noticed a shadow was directly on top of yours. You tried to run but as soon as you did someone grabbed you, covered your mouth with their hand, and dragged you into a dark ally off the streets. You tried to let out muffled screams and fight your way out of the persons grip but it was no use. Moments later you were thrown to the ground and against a building wall. The person was standing right in front of you as he pulled something out of his pocket... it was a knife. They lowered themselves down to your level and was all up in your face. They covered your mouth and held the knife in front of your face. Tears were streaming down your face blurring your vision.
"Make a noise, try to run, or dis obey and I will use this." The man said referring to the knife in his hand. "Your going to give me what I want, you understand?" You tried your hardest to break free but the man held the knife up to your neck and forced your head up with the hand that was covering your mouth.
"UNDERSTAND?" The man yelled in your face cause you to jump. You lightly nodded you head in approval as the tears wouldn't stop coming down.
"Good" The man stated with an mysterious smirk on his face.
He pulled the knife away from your face and you watched as he slowly laid it down on the pavement in front of you. He reached into his pocket with one hand and pulled out duct tape and carefully laid it down next to the knife. The man lifted his hand off your mouth, "Don't say a word" and both hands met at the top of your hollister jacket unbuttoning all the way down to the bottom as you squirmed in his grip as you were pinned up against the wall. Tears still streaming down your face, as the man pulled off your jacket and tossed it aside. You tried getting up and making a run for it but the man quickly pulled you back down smashing your head against the concrete. You let out an instant scream for help as you felt a sharp stinging on your right cheek and you let out another cry for help. In one swift movement the mans hand was slapped onto your mouth as his elbow was cropping him up on top of you holding you down, as he kicked the duct tape and knife with his left foot towards you, and then grabbing them with his left hand. He took the duct tape in his hand and covering a strip over your mouth, silencing you once and for all. He held the duct tape out over your right cheek as he leaned in and bit down on the tape breaking the connection between the roll and the strip of tape. He rolled you over so you were on your stomach and your left cheek was against the cold black pavement. His knee painfully forced down on your lower back as his hands pulled yours back to tie them up as well. Fighting as much as you could; however your strength didn't compare to the his. He wrapped the duct tape around your hands three times before tossing the roll of tape aside and flipping you over so you were on your back. You squirmed to try to get out of his grip, but failed miserably. You screams were muffled by the tape the remained on your mouth, and you find it increasingly harder to breath consider how hard your sobs were coming down and your mouth was covered, leaving only your nose to retain breath. The man leaned down to your ear and whispered in ear, "Ready for some fun" You let out muffled screams the best you could trying to make it so someone could hear you. You tried to get away, you really did, but you where becoming weaker and weaker by the moment. The man fiddled with the belt on your jeans as you were making it quite difficult by your squirms. He pulled off your belt and slide down your jeans to your ankles as his hand ran over your vagina before shoving two long fingers into you causing excruciating pain as the tears just flowed down. He pumped in and out of you at a dangerously fast pace and watched as you cried out in pain. You were a virgin, but you could feel his fingers shredding your hymen into pieces. You were squirming so much on the ground that you could feel the skin on your knuckles ripping apart as blood flooded down onto your hands. You couldn't take it, you wanted it to stop so bad you had to do something. You did the only thing you could think of. You lifted your legs up and kicked repeatedly at the mans face and shoulders.
"I like it rough" he said in a very deep tone.
You kicked on last time at his face and you heard a crack. You were semi pleased with yourself as you got him to pull his fingers out of you and clench his jaw. You tried to move away by shuffling your feet against the pavement but he quickly pulled you back while grabbing the knife that lay beside you. He held it up to your left inner thigh and cut a 6 inch long 2 inch deep hole with the knife. He pulled the knife out and blood poured out of your leg. You threw your head back and sobbed in pain. He quickly in unbuckled his pants and inserted himself into you... deep. Thrusting himself in and out as you tried to kick him away with your right leg because you couldn't move your left leg, he was too strong. With a couple more thrusts you noticed that the tape in your mouth was becoming loose from your wet tears. You moved your mouth and you could tell that the duct tape would come off if you kept moving your mouth, you then would be able to scream for help.
The pain was too much you wanted it so badly to stop. You kept moving your mouth until you noticed it was loose enough that It would come off on the right side enough so you could scream. You looked up at the man and you noticed his head was facing down looking at your vagina and the blood that was still pouring out of your leg. You gently pushed on the tape with your tongue and it lifted enough for you to let out a scream. You just hoped it would be loud enough because you were growing weaker and weaker from the loss of blood and you felt as if you didn't have much longer.
"HELLPPPPPP SOMEONE HELLPPPP!!!" you screamed out with as much as you could.
"You little bitch " the man said punching your face and squeezing at your left leg open cut.
You screamed out in pain hoping someone would hear. At the end of the ally you noticed someone walking towards you. They were quite tall an seemed to have curly hair. They were wearing a purple Jack Willis hoodie and black jeans. they came up behind the man that was still inserted into you and pulled him out, off and away. You cropped yourself up against the wall as the guy was being beaten by the curly haired boy that was penitently saving your life. The curly haired boy walked over to you looking at every inch of your body. He pulled off his hoodie and laid it on top of your legs to cover you up. He reached behind your back and pulled the tape off your hands and off your mouth and tossed it aside. He lifted your left hand up and noticed bloody knuckles. He rubbed them generously and carefully and you winced a bit in pain. He gently placed a kiss on your torn knuckles, before gently laying your hand down. He put his hand on your left inner thigh over his hoodie and pressed down gently in an attempt to stop blood from flowing out. You jumped a bit from the pain and let out a few more tears, which you didn't think was possible to cry anymore considering how much you had been crying from previous events. The curly hair boy looked you in the eyes and wiped away the tears. You couldn't help but notice how mesmerizing his green orbs were
"I'm sorry this happened to you" he stated. His voice was very slow and deep. It was also quite sexy. He pulled out his iPhone and dialed 911 for an ambulance.
"I need an ambulance at the ally on South Street in London" you heard the boy mumble a few more things and then he ended the call.
"The ambulance is on its way. I'm Harry by the way."
"I'm (Y/N)"
You were becoming more and more unaware of what was going on and you were seeing double vision and Harry quickly noticed. "(Y/N), you need to stay awake okay, keep your eyes on me." Harry states putting more pressure on your open wound.
You began to hear the faint sounds of sirens and couldn't help to fight it anymore. You closed your eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
*Harry's P.O.V*
"Alright bye guys" I said to the rest of the band as I left the recording studio to go back to my flat. I turned down the road that my flat was on and I heard the faint screams of someone calling for help. I starting walking a bit quicker to see what it was and that's when a I heard it. "HELLPPPPPP SOMEONE HELLPPPP!!!"
I ran to where the screams of what seemed female was coming from. I turned at the ally to see a man rapping a women. I couldn't see much but blood was everywhere.
"You little bitch," I heard a males voice say
I ran towards the guy that was on top and I could see clearly what was going on. I noticed the female on the ground with her hands that seemed to be tied behind her back she made eye contact with me and that's when I saw the tears, the fright, and the slight relief she had knowing I was there going to save her. I yanked the guy off her and threw him to the ground. But what I didn't realize was that he was inside her. I cause her pain when I pulled him off her which I didn't intend on doing but it was a little late for that. I saw the bastard laying on the ground, and I knew I had to give him what he deserves. I mean really, what real man could do this to a girl, especially considering she was about my age and he was late 20's. I started punch the crap out of the guy. I noticed the blood that was splattering everywhere out of his mouth, nose, and the black eye that was beginning. He was starting to become less conscious but that wasn't going to stop me. I grabbed my hand and twisted his manhood hoping that he wouldn't have anything left later so he couldn't do this to anyone else. Besides that fact that he was probably going to jail anyways. I became to deep in thought that I hadn't even realized that the guy had become unconscious. I backed away from him slowly trying not to think about the bastards blood that was all over my jeans and hands. I walked over and kneeled down to the girl looking at every inch of her body and I couldn't help but feel so sorry for her. I pulled off my Jack Willis hoodie and laid it on top of her legs enough to cover her up. I reached behind her back and gently pulled the tape off her wrists and and then off her mouth and tossed it aside. I noticed that her hands were covered in blood. I lifted up her left hand gently and rubbed them as carefully as I could to try to sooth her, although my attempt failed when she winced out in pain. I felt so sorry for her and all I wanted to do was help her in any way that I could. I kissed the top of her skin free knuckles and gently placed in back down on the cold concrete. I knew that under my hoodie was a giant cut that was most likely caused by the bloody knife that laid next to me. I knew that if I didn't do something to try and stop her from bleeding she would bleed to death; and just by looking around, it didn't look good. There was blood everywhere. He face didn't even have light to it. It was very pale and I could tell she wasn't very weak. I gently placed my hand on her inner thigh and pressed down the slightest bit trying desperately not to cause this girl anymore pain, but failed. She jumped up a bit and I noticed a few tears that had escaped her eyes. I looked at her and how frightened she looked and wiped away the tears. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. How could anyone possibly do something like this to a girl that is so innocent.
"I'm sorry this happened to you" I stated in a soothing voice. I pulled my iPhone out of my back pocket and dialled 911.
"I need an ambulance at the ally on South Street in London" I said. I didn't really listen to much of what the lady on the other end was saying. I was too busy focusing on the girl in front of me. She was growing weaker, I could see it in her face. I just mumbled a few things in agreement and then the line went dead.
"The ambulance is on its way. I'm Harry by the way."
"I'm (Y/N)" she stated in a VERY weak voice.
"(Y/N), you need to stay awake okay, keep your eyes on me."
She wasn't going to hold on much longer and I could tell. I just didn't want her to die in my arms. I wanted to know her better. I heard sirens and at that moment her eyes shut. I tried to shake her awake but it didn't work. I put my head up to her chest and she was still breathing and I let out a sigh in relief. The ambulance stopped at the end of the ally and a 3 paramedics came rushing towards us.
"Are you hurt?" One of them said
"No, I'm fine but she needs help."
"What about him?" he questioned gesturing towards the unconscious bastard on the ground.
"Let the asshole suffer for what he did" I said.
"Do you know what happened here?" a police officer questioned
"Yeah" I stated as the paramedics placed (Y/N) on the stretchers
"Could you tell us" the officer asked
So I did. I told them everything that happened, or what I saw happen. But it was obvious what occurred.
The officers took me to the hosptial to get my hands bandaged up and they thanked my for my cooperation and left. I wanted to wait until (Y/N) woke up. I sat besides her bed after the nurse brought her in. I held her hand as the minutes passed which felt like hours. And as the hours passed it felt like days, until her eyes finally peeled open.
*6 Hours Later*
*Your P.O.V*
You peeled your eyes open becoming more and more aware of your surroundings. You looked down to your left inner thigh and noticed it all bandaged up. You looked to your right and their was Harry sitting in a chair with his hand intertwined with yours.
"I'm glad your awake, I didn't think you were going to make it" Harry said kissing your hand. You let out a sly smile, "Thanks for saving me."
"No problem." Harry stated with a smile.
"What happened to the guy in the ally... the one you beat up" you stuttered
"He ughh, well he woke up, and ughh the police came and I told them what I saw and then they arrested him."
"Ohh, well, what exactly did you see?" you questioned wondering if he actually saw you being rapped.
"I saw more than enough" Harry stated "I don't understand how someone could do something like that to a girl like you." Harry smiled at you and you smiled back
Harry leaned in and placed a small kiss on your forehead and you couldn't help but fell sparks fly. This was the guy that saved your life.
"This might be kinda awkward but ughh I was umm wondering if you know maybe we could go out sometime?" Harry stated
"I'd like that" you stated with a smile
This was the beginning of something special between you and Harry.
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Sorry I haven't uploaded my mom has been taking me shopping for school stuff and I haven't had that much time to upload. Also I'm not going to be able to upload as much only like on the weeks since I go back to school in 3 days. :( Sorry!!! Let me know what you guys think... cause I really liked writing this one!!! Please request some imagines like a Larry Nouis or Zarry I do personal imagines as well so if you want one please let me know!!! Mwahh!!!
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