I'm all Outta Faith.

Follow the story of Nicole and Harry as they fall in love!


6. Trouble

"Louis oh my God!" I exclaimed.

He was covered head to toe in bruises and bleeding in multiple areas with an obviously broken nose.

"Eleanor!" He screamed. Harry and I exchanged confused glances.

"They took her!" He spat in our faces.

"Shit," Harry muttered as he grabbed his keys off the counter, took my hand, and we bolted down the hallway after Louis. He was on the phone with the cops in the passenger seat as Harry pulled out of the hotel parking lot.

"Lou where is she?" I asked after he hung up.

"I don't know. Probably downtown. The cops are searching. There were about 5 or 6 guys and we had just walked out the back of the hotel when they knocked me out. Once I wokeup she was.. gone. I couldn't h-help her," he began to choke up.

"We'll find her man," Harry promised as he squeezed his shoulder. We drove around for about 15 minutes before pulling over to get a plan together. That's when we heard it. A girl's scream and a gun shot.


We all ditched the car and sprinted down the nearest ally. There were six men. Two held Eleanor, two grabbed Louis and Harry, and one lay on the ground bleeding heavily. Obviously he was the victim of the gunshot we'd heard. A small cry excaped Eleanor's lips.

"Eleanor!" Louis cried. The last man, obviously the leader, sauntered over to me teasingly playing with his knife. I noticed a light pink scar from his left eyebrow to his earlobe. He suddenly grabbed the back of my neck. His breath smelled of heavy alcohol and cigarettes.

"Let go of me," I said toughly.

"Oh and what are you going to do about?" he asked as he kissed my cheek.

"Get off of her!" I heard Harry scream, too pissed off to realize he'd just made this situation worse.

"Oh.." the man purred. "And this one's your's?"

Harry nodded. The man gripped my arm tightly and forced me on my knees next to Eleanor. He traced my face with his knife.

"Stop please!" Harry cried. Louis looked like he was about to pass out. Eleanor just looked at me with her helpless, scared, bambi eyes. The man suddenly jerked me up and began feeling my body.

"Hands off asshole," I growled. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Well guess what you two," he said, pointing to the boys. "I like your girlfriends, but I don't need you two."

He held out his hand as the man holding Eleanor handed him a gun, but was interuppted by a stream of cops sprinting into the ally.

"Freeze!" they yelled. A sigh of relief rushed through me as he lowered his gun.


Harry and I were medically inspected and then realeased. Eleanor and Louis were taken to a hospital, but insisted we went back to the hotel. We reluctantly did as we were told. As we drove back down the freeway, Harry grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze.

"I'm so proud of you," said Harry.

"Thanks Haz." We pulled into the hotel parking lot and he helped me out of the car. We got back to the hotel and once in the room, we crawled into bed. Harry looked over and pouted at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You don't want to be my cuddle buddy again?" he teased. I laugh and rolled out of my bed and dragged myself under the covers next to Harry. We laid in a comfortable silence for a while, just looking into each other's eyes.

"Nicole?" he asked.

"Yes?" I asked, still staring into his green eyes.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" he whispered. I nodded, smiling.

"Of course Harry," I said.

"Good," he responded. He pecked my lips and we fell into a comfortable sleep.

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