Knight In White Converse (Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 4- Flashback

Chapter 4

Lily's POV

I fell into a deep sleep as the boys were messing around with Harry up stairs. I awoke to "Gotta Be You" ringing on my phone. I pulled the phone out of my back pocket, and I wasn't surprised when I noticed that Jack was texting me once again. I rolled my eyes when I read the message. Jack wanted me to pick him up from the bar he got drunk at the night before. I sat on the couch as I put my head in my hands. I felt a tear slide down my cheek when I suddenly felt someone from behind me rub my shoulders. I turned around and saw Zayn. "You can do so much better Lily" I heard him mumble as he came to sit down next to me. I snuggled into this arms as I told him all about Jack and the horrible things he has done to me over the course of our relationship. All o the beatings I endured, and all of the apologies I recieved right after them. He listened carefully, and I was glad that I could finally trust someone other than Lou enough to tell about the abusive relationship. I jumped slightly when I felt yet another vibration coming from my phone. I closed my eyes tightly, trapping any on-coming from my corneas. I checked the message appearing on my locked screen. Zayn peeked over my shoulder, and saw what it said. He gently rubbed my back. "I'll go with you." Zayn said to me as he stared into my eyes. I looked over at him and mouthed a thank you towards his direction. I grabbed my keys, and we began to walk out of the door. We got into the car, and Zayn blasted the music. I broke the silence when I looked at Zayn. "Hey Zayn, do you think Jack will still be drunk?" I asked curiously, looking for some kind of reassuring response. "I don't know love; he could just have a hangover. But, if he even tries to put his hands on you, I won't be held responsible for my actions." Zayn said while giving me an angry face. I chuckled slightly and playfully punched his arm. When I looked back on the road, I saw a man laying across a bench outside "Tilley's Pub" with a bottle of whiskey in one hand, and a cigarette in the other. Even though I couldn't see the man's face, I knew exactly who it was, and I think Zayn caught on too. "Come on love" Zayn said as he opened his passenger side car door. As soon as I stepped out of the car, I was bombarded by Jack, trying to stumble over towards me. "You're late bitch!" Jack said as he slurred his words, and hopped in the back seat of my car. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zayn's clenched fists, and a tightened facial expression. "I know, I'm sorry Hun, but here I have some Excedrin for you." I said as I handed Jack the pills. I gave Zayn a sympathetic smirk as we drove off.

When Zayn and I arrived back at our house, I saw Louis standing on the porch with his arms crossed over his chest, and his protective brother mode in full gear. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. "Where were you!?" Louis asked as Zayn and I both hopped out of the car. I huffed and gave Louis an evil smirk as I began to walk into the house. Louis swiftly grabbed my arm as I walked in the other direction. His grip tightened increasingly over the couple seconds. Something flashed in my mind. At this moment, Louis sounded exactly like Jack. His voice shaky with anger, his face red plastered with a harsh expression. "Don't you dare turn your back on me young lady." Louis shouted as I yanked my arm out of his grasp and continued to storm off to my room. As he started following me up the stairs, I flashed him the finger when I felt the never-ending tears streamed down my face as fast as rainfall. I slammed and locked the bedroom door right in Louis face. I walked over to the corner and began to cry as Louis knocked harder on the door. The constant and compulsive shaking of my body continued with each breath I took. This was all the same thing that happens with Jack. Every single thing was the same. Except, Louis never slapped me, or laid his hand forcefully on me. That was the only difference. And to be honest, I wasn't comfortable with that. About 15 minutes of Louis banging on the door, I finally decided to let him in. As I unlatched and swung the door in a quick motion, I felt Louis stern stares burning through my soul. I dragged him in as he began to fire questions in all directions. I looked down the hallway and across the room to see Harry giving me a sympathetic look as I started to answer Louis' questions. "Where did you and Jack go?" Louis asked. "I dropped him off at his house." Louis clenched his fists, and I could tell he was getting angrier. "And where were you before that?" Louis asked sternly, standing inches away from me. I stepped closer to try to intimidate Louis. "He was drunk; I picked him up from the pub and dropped him off at his house." I added. I felt more tears roll down my cheek and onto my shirt. "Did you two do anything when you were there?" Louis asked, lowering his tone of voice. My eyes widened as I shot a death glare in Louis direction. "How could you think that?! I am keeping to myself until I am married Louis. You should know that. Oh, and one more thing, quit trying to be like dad. I'm sick and tired of you thinking that you run and control my life. With you here, I don't have a life." I said as I looked at Louis. His expression went from angry to hurt. I swiftly left the room as I knocked on Harry's door. I entered when I didn't hear a response. I looked at his sleeping face. "Harry love." I said as I stroked back Harry's curls. His heavy eyes fluttered open as a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the clock, and turned his attention back at me. "Are you hungry or thirsty?" I said as I rubbed Harry's back. "Um yes. Can I have some apple juice and tacos love?" "Of course." I said as I giggled at his request. I brought back Harry's food as I began to sit down on the bed with him. I looked at him and saw him already looking at me with a full smile creeping on his face. I chuckled and flipped my hair, which gave Harry a little excitement. "Hey Harry, do you want to watch a movie?" I asked as I felt his forehead again to see his temperature. "Sure, I'd love to" Harry said with a fully fledged smile appearing on his face. His deep dimples of course showing making me fall in love with him even more. We turned on the Tele, and noticed that our favorite movie was on... Love Actually. We both just laid there and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was wrapped securely in Harry's arms with our legs tangled like grape vines. I slowly and carefully got myself out of Harry's grasp, being gentle enough not to wake him up. I slowly tip-toed out of the room and walked downstairs. When I arrived downstairs, I saw Louis just sitting on the couch. He looked like he had been crying with his heavy, red, puffy eyes. I walked over and sat next to him. "Hey" I breathed, just loud enough for him to hear. He looked up and when he saw me, it looked like the sadness had flooded his face all over again. "Hey" he responded, sniffling in between the letters. "Look Louis, I'm really sorry, I really overreacted. Please." I begged as I felt the tears sting my eyes. I suddenly went back to the times when our parents died, and when I was diagnosed with my Cancer.