I lock the door as I hear footsteps walking closer and closer to my room door. Those steps were unmistakably Tyler's. I grab my bag filled with things my most needed things. I throw down the rope from my open window. A cold breeze fills my room as Tyler pounds on the door. I put my bag on my back and my way down the flimsy rope. 'I should of grabbed a better rope. I mentally told myself.
I make it half way down until I hear a crash from my bedroom and scareing me half to death Tylers face appears from the window and I fall from the rope unto the ground. My ankle starts shooting shots of pain all the way my leg.
"You bitch! you better fucking get back in this house!" He spat at me. I stood up almost falling right back down, but keeping my stand.
"No thanks. Not while there is a phsyco standing in my room." I said just as bitchy as he spoke to me.
I start running for dear life as I my ankle felt like it was on fire with every step I took. Not dare looking back I run straight towards Holmes-Chapel bus station. I take one quick glance behind me and I see Tyler a block away from me. I keep running and I take a turn in an alley way.
It starts raining all of a sudden and I am completely drenched in my skinny jeans, sweater, over-sized Beatles t-shirt, and beanie. I run until I reach a dead-end in this bloody alley. I take heavy breaths as I try to climb the fence, but then I fall to the ground as someone tugs at my wet hair and I find myslef on the muddy pavements.
"I thought I told you to come back inside?!" he yells at me with pure hatred.
"And I thought I told you that we're over?!!" with much more hatred.
"You're going to pay for that.." he mumbled.
He pushed me back to the ground and kicked me in the stomach multiple times. I screamed, but then he brought out a knife.
"Be quiet slut or you'll pay the price.." he said with much seriousness.
"Please.....just leave me alone..."I said barely audible because I was crying so hard.
"I don't think so sweet cheeks." He smirked at me.
He lifted me up by my hair making me yelp. He started kissing my neck.
'Oh god no! He is not going to rape me. Over my dead body.'
I try pushing him off, but he didn't budge. I screamed once again, but he put his hand on my mouth making me mute. He started lifting my shirt up while my eyes were closed shut trying to make everything just disappear.
All of a sudden I opened my eyes and there was this guy punching Tyler in the face. Knowing Tyler he started swinging too. I am in too much shock to move so I slowing slouch down to the ground and just watch this guy beat Tyler up.
I start taking in his features. He had curly brown hair. Tall and pretty well built. My thoughts were interuppted by Tyler.
"I will get you for this slut. And when I find you, you will regret everything!" he said while running away with a bloody nose. Serves him right! He is a fucking bastard. I was still crying and a little shooken up by what just happened. I will never be safe now. I need to go into hiding or somethin-
"Need a hand?" the curly haired boy asking me helping me stand up on my feet again.
"Thanks.." I murmured to him. By this time I was still quietly crying to myself in this pouring rain.
"Are you okay? Let me give you a ride home."
"That's the thing. I don't have a home anymore..." I was in a fit of sobs. He gently wrapped an arm around me and guided me to his car. What do I do now? That's when I calapsed to the ground as my ankle was causing me even more greive than before.
"What's wrong?" he asked with a sense of worry.
"My ankle...it hurts really bad.." I said as I winced at the pain.
"It might be broken...I will take you back to my place and we can take a look at it. And in the morning if it's still bad then I can take you to the doctors." He said.
"What are you talking about? I don't want to be a burden. I will be fine. I will just go on my way and thanks again." I said and slowly got up ignoring his hand and adjusted my self and started walking again only to fall right back down to the ground.
"You are in no shape to go anywhere. Please let me help you." He said desperately. Why would he want to help me anyways?
"Why do you want to help me?" I ask unsure of my question.
"Well you seem like the kind of girl in need of some help.." exactly me.
"I don't even know your name." I said crazily trying to convince myself that I don't need his help.
"Harry. Harry Styles." He said extended his hand towards me. I shook his hand and returned the gesture.
"Jayme. Jayme Hale." I said and smiles at me.
"Great to meet you. Will you let me help you?" he asked me kinda beggingly.
"...I don't know......"
"Please?..." he said and started acting like a 3 year old. I started to giggle at his attempt.
"Okay. Fine." right when I said that he lifted me off the ground and started carrying me bridal-style.
"You really don't have to carry me.." I said kinda insecure because I think I'm fat.
"But you can't really walk anyways. Besides I want to carry you." he said proudly.
"Fine. Where are we going exactly?"
"My house. I was taking a walk when I heard you scream and I saw what happened. Why did he do that to you?" he asked but not wanting to push me.
"He sorta was my boyfriend and I left him. He threatened me, hurt me, and other things. I decided to run away leaving my life behind to get a new start with Tyler in my life." I said holding in my tears that were leaking in my eyes.
"Wow. I'm sorry. He doesn't deserve you. I'm glad I beat him when I did." he said and I chuckled a little. He isn't that bad after all.
"How far is your house? We have been walking for the past 5 blocks." I asked.
"Correction. I have been walking and carrying you the last 5 blocks. And my house isn't that far now. Okay?" Harry said.
"Yep. Aren't you getting tired of carrying me yet?"
"Not at all.." he said and grunted a little.
"Yeah...sure.." I said kinda chuckling a bit. We walked a little more and we finally made it to his house.
"Here we are." he said finally.
"Nice house." I stated.
"Thanks. It's my mom's. I'm just visiting."
"Oh" we walked into the house and my nose was filled with the smell of vanilla.
"Mum! I back and I brought home a friend." Harry said.
"I'm coming....Hi! Oh I'm Anne. And who may I ask is this?" Anne asked.
"My name is Jayme." I said and shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you!" she smiled at me warmly.
"Well it's very late and you to better get to bed. We will talk in the morning. Since the spare bedroom is cluttered you can sleep in Harry room while harry can sleep on the couch and Harry can you get this poor girl some clothes?" Anne said.
"Yeah sure mum!" he said.
"Wait. I can sleep on the couch and Harry can sleep in his own bed. You are already doing too much for me as it is."
"No. It's really fine I can sleep on the couch really!"
"No! It's your house."
"I will only if you sleep with me."
"......fine, but if you get uncomfortable then I'm sleeping on the couch."I said and Harry smiled cheekly at me.
"Okay, follow me." he said and led me to his room. His room was like any typical boy room. The floor was scattered with clothes and food. Walls with posters of the Beatles. You stuff like that. Harry threw me some sweats and showed me where the bathroom was.
When I was done I walked back to his room only to find Harry just wearing boxers.
"Oh I'm sorry.." I said and started leaving the room.
"No, it's fine stay."
"Is it alright if I sleep with just my boxers?"
"Your house." I simply stated.
"Okay then. Do you want to go to sleep?" I simply just nodded my head. We both got under the covers and layed next to eachother.
"Good Night Jayme"
"Good Night Harry" and I turned on my side. Harry then wrapped his arm around me and thats the first time in my life that I felt safe and loved. I snuggled closer to him and let the darkness take me into a sweet slumber. The first peaceful sleep in years.
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