I woke up in an unfamiliar room. The walls were white and it smelled of medicine. Was I in the hospital?
I slowly sat up but groaned as my stomach hurt like hell. I looked over to see Harry sleeping on the chair next to my bed. What the hell was he doing here?
I heard the door open and I looked over to find a man walk in. "You're finally up." He paused to write some notes down. "You took quite the beating."
"Did anything break?"
"No. Luckily nothing did but you did get bruised up very well. Since there was no severe damage, you can go home. But I would take it easy for the next few days to let the bruises heal."
"Alright doc."
"Oh and you might want to wake your boyfriend up and get him home. He's been here all day. Hasn't left your side since he got you here." Why the hell hasn't he left? And why did he bring me here? What's his deal?
"He's not my boyfriend but thanks." He left the room and I tried to get out of bed but the pain was just horrible. I looked over to Harry and slapped him a couple times. He finally woke up after my fifth try. Damn is he a deep sleeper.
He looked at me. "Look who's finally up."
"I've been up. You've been sleeping this whole entire time."
"I was here the entire time you were."
"You didn't have to be. Why were you?"
He shrugged. "No one else would've come so I decided to stay."
"You could've just called Niall to come and pick me up." He just shrugged again. I looked away and tried to get up but failed as pain was sent throughout my body. "Can you help me?"
"Nope. It's fun to see you struggle," he chuckled.
"Harry," I whined. He got up and grabbed my arm and wrapped his other one around my waist. He helped me down as I winced when I hit the floor.
"Are you sure to go home," he asked as I gripped on his arm to be able to help ease the pain a bit.
I just nodded my head and bit my lip to keep me from groaning as Harry lead me to the door.
We made it to his car and helped me in. He ran to his side and jumped in, starting the car. We drove off in silence until a thought popped up into my mind. "Harry, why did you bring me to the hospital?"
"Zayn beat the shit out of you so I thought it was safe to say that you need medical attention."
"What happened to Zayn?"
"He won and you had a pissed off Steve. That's why I'm taking you back to my place."
"Why? I'm perfectly fine going home to him."
"I know what he does to you Addie."
"How the hell do you know," I asked, scared of what his answer might be. I don't understand how he would know. I don't see him finding out at all. I never told him and I know Steve didn't.
"I uhhh... I just know."
"No. You need to fucking tell me," I clenched my fist, getting very angry.
"Fine. I read your journal," he mumbled.
"You what?"
"I read your journal. I swear I didn't mean to Addie but I did and I'm sorry for it."
"Why the hell would you do that to me?!?!? All my secrets were in the journal Harry." Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. He completely violated my privacy and he knows every single thing about me.
"I'm sorry Addie. Im glad I read it though."
"Why? So you can see how fucked up I am and make fun of me? Huh?" Tears now fell from my eyes as I shook my head and looked out the window. It was raining. It really fit my mood. "Stop the car."
"What? No Addie. I'm taking you to my place."
"Please stop the car," I looked at him and I saw his eyes soften. He pulled to the side of the road and put the car in park. I put my head in my hands, frustrated with everything. How did my life turn out so shitty all of a sudden?
"Addie, I'm sorry-"
"How long did you know?"
"How long did I kno-"
"How long did you know about my fucking journal," I screamed.
"I read it the first time I came over. I was looking for the bathroom but your door was open and I just saw it lying on your bed." I sat there thinking about it. I can't trust anyone these days and everyone just sucks. I just need to leave this place. Maybe that's why my mom left.
I grabbed for the handle but I felt his hand grip my arm. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Somewhere away from all this shit."
"It's pouring out there. You're not going anywhere."
"Like you would fucking care," I scoffed and got out of the car. I started to walk, ignore the rain which was really pouring now. I realized I didn't have my phone or my stuff which I probably left at the building. And I was in my tennis shoes, shorts, and sports bra. Great way to walk in the rain. I crossed my arms to keep my self warm as my body was getting colder from the freezing liquid.
I heard a car pull up beside me but I immediately knew it was as Harry so I just ignored it.
"Addie just get in the damn car," I heard him yell. I ignored him and kept walking. "Addie please. I said I was sorry now get in the car. You're gonna get sick." I shook my head and fastened my pace. He started to drive faster which I think as thankful for him finally giving up but all my hopes were drained once I saw him pull up in front of me and get out. He started to run towards me but I turned around and jogged away from him.
"Harry just leave me alone," I yelled.
I felt a tug on my arm which made me turn around. "I'm sorry I did that. It was when I barely knew you but now I know who you are and I think you are so tough for dealing with all those things. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I'm sorry I just fucked everything up for you. But from what I read and what I've seen, you are an amazing girl. I really like you-"
"You like me," I laughed. That was funny. Last time I checked, he hated me. Now he knows everything about me and he knows everything I've been through. "I'm not a fucking pity party. You are only saying that because you know everything. You know you can't just do that."
"Do what?" He was now yelling over the rain.
"Try to act like you actually like me when you just feel bad. I'm sick of people treating me like this. I just need to leave." I turned and started to walk away but he grabbed my arm and pulled me into him. He grabbed my face and leaned down.
"I'm not like them," he whispered before planting his lips onto mine, the burning feeling of his touch on my skin. This feeling I felt was incredible and I never wanted it to leave me. I've never felt this about anyone. This feeling was strong and indescribable. Something was just there.
I pushed him back but not too much. "Let's get you back in the car love," he said, taking my hand and leading me back to the car with me still in shock from this incredible feeling.
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Unstoppable// Harry Styles au
FanfictionI bounced on my toes as sweat beads ran down my forehead. I took another swing to the old, brown bag. Each punch I threw, each slap I did got me towards my goal to be the best. I was a fighter and wasn't gonna quit for nothing. Nothing was gonna get...