A Day to Remember

When Jodie; a normal 17 year old girl flies across the Globe to New York, will everything run smoothly or will her worries come true? When she finds out singing sensations One Direction are on the same flight, will it be a day to remember for a good or bad reason? (15+)

77Likes
88Comments
9211Views
AA

32. She's strong

Harry's POV:

"How is she?” I ask the doctor as she exits the room. “She’s doing really well- she’s very strong to pull through something like this.” She smiles at me. “Oh and she wants to see you”.

I open the door. Jodie lay there staring at the wall, looking stiff. “It’s only me” I say quietly. Her face lit up when she turned her head and saw me, “Harry” she smiles. “Jodie, I did everything I could, I really did” I said sitting by the side of her and taking her hand so it was linked with mine. “I know and I held on for you because I knew you’d come eventually” she sniffs. I smiled. The door opened and in stepped everyone. “You’re all here” Jodie said with tears in her eyes. “Course we are” Zayn spoke up. “Are you sore?” She nodded, “Yeah, really sore”. “I’m so sorry- if I had of known those calls were for all this Jodie.. They kept breaking up all the time and I just didn’t realise. I’m sorry” Danielle said, taking hold of her other hand. “Look, I don’t want you blaming yourself- you have nothing to be sorry for” Jodie managed to smile.

***

It’s been a week and Jodie can finally get out of hospital. James is in prison; I should think he’ll be in there for a long time too. Overall, it’s a good day. “You’re staying with me. No ifs, no buts” I tell Jodie as she gets herself dressed with the clothes I retrieved from her apartment.

 

Jodie’s POV:

I lay in Harry’s bed, with him on the other side. He turns to face me; leaning against his right hand, resting fully against his elbow. “Jodie, I know you don’t want to talk about it but what actually happened? You won’t tell any of us and we can’t stop worrying” he says. I gaze into his eyes, “I can’t tell you Harry; you’d all think so differently of me.” “Don’t be silly. None of this was your fault and none of us are going to think differently of you. I won’t even tell anyone else- just let me know so I can help you. Please?” he pouts. “Fine- but please don’t tell the others” “I won’t. Promise.”

“When I first got there; he injected something into me. I just remember waking up the next day and it was already the evening. He pushed me on the bed and held me so tight, I couldn’t move. I tried so much to wriggle away but I was locked. Locked underneath him and his grip.” I tried to fight back the tears as I closed my eyes tight. “Those 3 weeks of being there were horrible. He’d punch and kick me if I didn’t do something he wanted.” “And did he ever do anything or was it just really close, like that club incident?” Harry interrupts. I look away, not bearing to look at him. I shook my head, “No. It was so much worse. Every other couple of nights or so he’d come in the room; pin me down under his grip and then force me to have sex with him. Whatever I did or said; it never changed anything I wasn’t strong enough compared to him and he just did whatever he wanted with me because he knew there was no way I could ever get out” I let the tears fall down my face.

 

Harry’s POV:

“I’m so sorry Jode. I wish I could have got there sooner” I shuffled closer; hugging her. “Tell me honestly Harry.. Do you think differently of me now you know the truth?” How could I ever think of her any differently? She’s the girl of my dreams and I love her so much; that could never happen. “No, I promise you, I don’t. Whatever happens from now on, I’ll be here with you and I’ll protect you. No one is ever, ever going to cause you harm again, ok?” She nods and gazes into my eyes. I look back into her glassy, tired looking ones “What you said to me when I found you, did you mean it?” she nods, still looking into my eyes. “Well in that case- you know I feel the same way.. Will you be my girlfriend Jodie?”. “I will”. I place a gentle kiss against her lips and rest her head against my chest; leaving my arm slung around her. 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...