/flashback;harry's pov/
"No daddy stop!" I yell as he hits mum.
"Shut the fuck up little man!" He yells, running after me.
I run up the stairs, tripping and falling, hitting my chin on the stairs.
"Come here!" He yells, grabbing my foot and pulling me into the air.
"Mummy!" I scream for help, but she only hobbles in the corner.
"Mummy, help me." I cry.
"Mummy isn't going to help you." He whispers in my ear.
The tears begin to fall down my cheeks as I feel the pain of his fingernails digging into my ankle.
"Daddy! Stop that hurts!" I sob.
"You want daddy to let go?"
"Yes!"
"Ok, as you wish Harold." He says and all I feel is my stomach drop, and the room goes black.
***
"Huh?" I awake from a gross smelling couch with a girl next to me.
"What happened baby?" She leans on me, rubbing my chest with her index finger.
"Who are you?" I get up, pushing her off of me.
"You don't remember?"
"No, what time is it?" I begin to look for a clock.
"5:37, why?" She says.
"AM?"
"Yes, AM." She laughs.
"Now come back over here." She whines, curling in a ball.
"Where's Ariana?"
"Ari-who?" She looks up at me.
"Ariana? She was the one with the high pony tail, dark lipstick." I explain.
"Oh, she left." She says, getting up and unrobing.
"Shit!" I grab my coat and run out.
As soon as the cold winter air hits my cheeks, I immediately shiver.
Where is she? Dammit her car is gone.
I fiddle with the button on my coat and grab my phone from the pocket.
I quickly begin to dial her number, which I got the night she hit me.
"Hello?" She whines.
"Where'd you go?" I ask.
"Home, I was tired."
"Why did you leave me here?"
"You were busy." She sounds almost irritated.
"Doing what?"
"That girl."
"Oh." Is all I can manage to say.
"Really? Ew what the fuck." I shiver.
"That's what I thought, anyways I'm tired-"
"No! Come pick me up." I plead.
"No, I'm not getting up to come get you, just walk or have Jace take you." She says, making me get irritated.
"K, bye." I say and hang up.
Dammit. It's fucking 40 degrees lower than yesterday and I am not walking home.
...
Jace pulls up in front of the club as I get in.
"Finally!" I slam the door.
"Well sorry I was sleeping." He starts the car, backing out.
"So how was it?" He laughs.
"What?"
"Ariana, she told me what happened."
"Oh. Yea, she was amazing, still fucking hate her, but she sure can move." I begin to imagine it all over again.
"Why do you hate her? I mean I know she's sort of bitchy, but she's nice and takes you to dinner and shit." He begins.
"I don't know, when someone fucking hits your car when they're drunk, causing you to pay thousands of dollars, then tell me if you like them or not." I clench my jaw, looking out the window.
"True."
...
/ariana's pov/
"I can't believe he did that! Not like he's your boyfriend, but that's rude!" Steph complains about his behavior.
"It's fine." I roll my eyes.
*ring ring*
"Hey, can I call you back? Harry's calling." I say.
"Bye." She says and hangs up.
I answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, it's Ms.Wolren. Harry's in the hospital."
...
