Torn (Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirteen

(Harrys pov)

After spying on Bailey, I walked into the game room in the bus. I needed to be by myself and think. I honestly really like Bailey. I can't get her out of my head. The only reason why I have been treating her like crap is because I just can't get over Eli raping her. I wish I could have been there to stop him before anything bad happened.

He stole her inccents and it kills me knowing that he took that away from her. She is just 16. She is so young. She should be hanging with and friends and go out an party. Not getting raped and having a baby well be putting a baby in the ground. That's just too much for one person to handle. No wonder she cuts herself.

I shouldn't be killing her with words, I should be trying to help her through this and be there for her like I was in the beginning. I love her. I can't help but feel depressed ever since she was raped. Before I could think anymore the door opened and in walked the greatest man alive. Daddy Direction.

"Hey bro. You alright?"

"Yea, I'm fine why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, I don't see how your taking this all easy when your going to have to look at Bailey and see the cuts. You do know that the outfit she has picked out for her first performance is a belly blouse and spandex shorts."

"Oh."

"Yea. What's bugging you?"

"Bailey."

"What about her?"

"Everything." I could feel tears forming in my eyes.

"Like what? Theres a lot about Bailey."

"I don't know what to do? I was all giddy for her untill she was raped. Just think if I wasn't my jealous self then I could have been there to stop him. I could have been there when she had the baby instead of Niall. I could have been the one who took her to her school instead of Justin."

"Whoa, bro look; things happen for a reason. It's not your fault. The only thing that is your fault is that you should have never been treating her like that. She couldn't have helped it. I mean come on. She couldn't have helped it when her dad died. Look at her side of it. He risked his life for her's. She couldn't help it when her mom and step dad beat her like they did. She didn't do anything but live and dance."

"I guess I never looked at it that way."

"That's because you speak before you think. You have one hard head Hazza." He messed up my curlys and got up and left.

Before I can do anything Bailey is pushed into the room and the door is locked behind her. Thanks guys.

(Baileys pov)

After Liam came out of the game room, he walked over to me and next thing I know is he is throwing me over his shoulder.

"Liam Payne put me down now."

"Sure thing missy." Before I knew it I was put down and shoved into a room and the door was locked. Great. I turn around and Harry is in here.

"Uh, they locked us in."

"I can see that."

"Oh."

"Bailey can we talk."

"Bout?"

"Everything."

"Sureee"

I went and sat down in front of Harry on the floor.

"I have no fucking idea where to begin."

"Thats a great way to began every sentence."

"Oh hush there twinkle toes."