Regrets (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Regrets-chapter 42 (HOWS THIS GOING TO WORK?)

The next morning or night or whatever time of day it is, I wake up to the sound of shouting.

Not again.

I crumble the blanket and push it to the end of the bed.

I slowly stand up and wince in pain, realising my arm is broken. Memories of yesterday's events flood back into my head.

Harry's willing to escape with me. He's willing to risk his life and protect me.

Does he...does he really love me?

I've always loved him. Since the start and he knows that. He used me. He lied to me. But he didn't have a choice.

Niall raped his sister. What was he supposed to do? Just sit there and do nothing? It's not his fault.

Someone taps slowly on the other side of the door.

'Who is it?' I whisper.

'Its Harry'

I don't answer but he walks in anyway.

He smiles at me and lifts up the tray in his hands 'I brought breakfast' he says.

I smile back at him and place myself on the bed.

I stare down at the small brown tray.

'Ooh toast' I say sarcastically.

He stares at me bewildered 'wait...you don't like toast? I could go down and get you something else...' He stammers.

I laugh at his stupidness. 'I was joking, I love toast' I grin as I stuff a slice into my mouth.

'While you're eating, I think we need to discuss what were going to do, to escape' he starts 'before Zayn or Liam decide to storm in here and kick me out'

I nod in agreement and grab the second piece of toast.

'I will call Niall and I let him know about us escaping' he says.

I let out a breath and smile at him.

'Thanks' I say.

'Its fine' he starts again 'when Zayn and Liam are both out of the house, that is when we leave, we can't go back to your house or mine so we will head up to London where no one will find us'

'But what about Niall? And my mum?' I ask too quickly.

'I was getting there' he smirks 'when I speak to Niall, I will also speak to your mum who will hopefully agree to move to London with us just for your safety'

'That sounds okay...but what if it doesn't work? What if they take you with them when they go out?' I breathe heavily.

'They don't...they never do anyway' he says calmly.

'Harry...' I start off as he quickly looks my way.

'Do...do you...love me?' I ask afraid of his answer 'have you ever loved me?...like I loved you'

His stare makes my breathing accelerate. His stare was so intense I could feel like I'm going to pass out.

'I loved you even before we started going out, and that still hasn't changed' he says 'I still love you'

I let out a breath I've been holding onto for a while.

'I love you...and always have, always will' I say quietly, hoping he didn't hear.

He brings his head close to my lips. He taps his lips on mine quickly and pulls back before I could react.

'Im going to do anything and everything to make sure you're safe and away from danger' he says with a raspy voice and quickly leaves the room, leaving me absolutely breathless.