~Runaway~ (Completed)

Monroe Hilton Is Bullied on a daily basis and is abused at home Until One Day she runs away where she meets 5 Strangers . How Will It Go Down When They All Fall Inlove With Her? Will her parents come after her ? Read On To Find Out .?

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23. Rescuing.

Harry's P.O.V.

 

I'm dying without Monroe . I rang up the lads to come over although they already knew , it was all over the media . And to my surprise , I'm a suspect !

 

I was pacing the floors in deep thought as to why Monroe took my phone instead of hers . The boys walked in . Zayn was on his phone I'm guessing with his new girlfriend Perrie .

I took his phone .

"There's a very important situation at hand , Malik ." I snapped .

"Whatever you say mother " He said with a smirk .

 

I for one was getting even more pissed at how inconsiderate he was being . I stuck up my middle finger then chuckled .

"Holy ... Shit ..."

"What is it Harry-poo" Louis looked at me .

"I know why Mannie asked for my phone !" I shouted with a smile .

"Huh" Niall said looking into my eyes with a 'wtf' face .

"What do you mean she asked for your phone" Liam looked puzzled .

"Well . When her father took her away she asked for my phone . And I finally know why . I remember telling her how Paul put tracking devices in our iPhones in case of an emergency and I guess she remembered so I would be able to track her down to where her father took her ."

I explained but sighed to the thought of losing my Mannie . I rang up Paul so he'd help with getting her back .

 

~Skipping to the end of the call saving you the time of re reading the situation~

 

"Yeah okay I'm almost there get prepared to come outside" Paul said to me .

"Okay." I said hanging up.

I grabbed my jacket and the boys did he same as we made our way outside to Paul .

 

Monroe's P.O.V.

 

I sat on the floor in horror . I had bruises , cuts , a black eye , scratches , a bloody nose , and a busted lip . You name it , I had it .

My dad said he was punishing me for leaving him and my mother . I was showing up missing on the news wherever you looked on t.v. I was there . I guess I was famous . I sat there holding my stomach .

 

I've been held here in the basement of a wooden cabin . I wonder how this will affect the baby . I was literally beaten in the stomach . At he moment I was 4 weeks pregnant . I can't believe Harry still hasn't caught on as to why I took his phone with me . But I want him to come find me . I have faith that he will . I just know he will . About 3 hours later I heard a loud commotion upstairs but I couldn't move

 

. I was literally tied up . I had rope tied around my hand and my legs tied together . They rarely fed me for the 4 weeks I had been held captive down here .

 

My mum came downstairs holding a knife with blood dripping from the blade part . I was scared for my life .

 

Could it have been Harry's blood ? Or one of the guys' blood !? I couldn't live with myself if I knew I was held responsible for their death .

 

She dragged me up the stairs by my hair and I broke into tears when I saw Harry laying on the floor with a small puddle of blood under him the boys surrounded him in tears .

 

"Come on Boo-bear" Louis yelled slightly smacking Harry's face .

"Hazza don't leave us . We need you !" Zayn yelled in his face trying to wake him up .

 

My father was also laying on the floor . Unlike Harry , he wasn't breathing . But I didn't care . He deserved it .

 

My mum pulled me by the hair outside to make it to the car . Then what seemed like hundreds of cars of the Police Dept. Showed up I let out a sigh of relief .

 

My mother put a knife to my throat but not close enough. I can probably slip away. Right when she moved the knife the the left , getting ready to slide it to the right and cut my throat ...

 

I fell down to the floor on my bum so she missed me and cut her own throat . I sighed not able to believe I had just cheated death a few seconds ago .

 

I ran into the house still looking at Harry's motionless body . I cried even harder at he sights of him . I stood at the front door and yelled at the top of my lungs ,

"COME HELP HIM!"

 

They rushed inside and put Harry in an ambulance . They also took my mother and father away in black bags . I guess that was the end of worrying about them coming after me once again .

 

But will Harry be okay ? From the moment I layed eyes on I actually did like him . I felt a connection . And when we played Truth or Dare . Just wow . I was shocked , but I liked it I guess .

 

Aside from all he hate mail , I loved being with Harry. I can't lose him . We can't lose him . No . Not now .

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