Revolution[Harry Styles & Niall Horan]

Chapter 20

I need to talk to my mom. I haven't spoken to her in a long time. I think I'm going to call her.

"Mom? I'm leaving to go to London." I don't let her speak.

"What? Why." Her voice is cracking as like she is going to cry. I can't tell her what had happened but i have too.

"I was kidnapped and raped and I was gonna get sold into trafficking, and Harry saved me. He's trying to keep me safe. And that's what I have to do to stay safe." I'm breaking down as I tell my mom this.

"You did what. What. Dakota. Why haven't you called me??! Stay with me, I'll keep you safe." Harry's walking out to me and I'm crying. He shuts his eyes and looks down.

"Mom, I'll be back. I promise. I have to go." Harry takes the phone and tells my mom "I'll keep her safe, Ms.Woods. I promise." And hangs up the phone.

I get up and hug Harry. I can't thank his enough for helping me. I want to kiss Harry. I look up at his beautiful eyes and plant a kiss on his cheek. And I walk into the bathroom to take a shower.

Showers are soothing to me when I'm stressed. I hear the door open and I start panicking.

"It's just me, Dakota." Harry assures me. I can't do anything without freaking out.

I get out of the shower and I put on my running shorts and my oversized t-shirt. I just want to go to bed. So, I decide to crawl into bed and slowly fall asleep.

I wake up with Harry's gentle touch on my head.

"Dakota, it's time to go to the airport and leave." I start to tear up. What a great morning. I get up though. And we head to the airport.

We finally arrive at the airport. My legs are shaking and I want to cry. But I can't. I know what's good for me and, I need to go. I just need to think of this as a long vacation.

Going through airport security takes forever. I have to take my shoes off and jewelry. I hate it.

Harry and I wait too board the plane atleast an hour. That's fine. We finally hear "flight 108 to London, start boarding." My eyes start to water. Harry grabs my hand and tells me everything will be okay.

We sit down and get comfortable and the flight attendant say "Get buckled an enjoy your flight."

"It's going to be alright, love." While I grip his hand.