Fateful Night

Who would have thought that one night could change everything? After he comes across a scene to remember and helps Casey escape from a rape, Harry is hopelessly confused as his whole world has turned upsidedown and he finds himself falling for the unexpected love. Both Casey's and Harry's P.O.V in this story. Comment down below what you think and give suggestions :) Favorite and like this and I will update more :)hope you enjoy


1. First Night (violence)

Harry's P.O.V

It was the third week since the tour ended. I spent all that time with my family. But now I just flew to LA. Well not LA but a smaller, but not tiny town about an hour or two outside of LA. I just bought a beach house there with a private enclosed beach in the back. I found my way outside of the airport and got to my car. I drove for a while to get to my new house. it wasn't too big. It was the right size for one person. This will be my first time spending the night in this house. I pulled my car up to the drive way of my house. I don't have the remote garage door opener installed yet so I have to just park my car outside. Oh well. I stepped out of my car and walked up to the front door. I twisted the knob and tried to sove the door open. It wouldn't budge. I tried again, this time pulling. It still wouldn't move. FUCK why won't it open? Oh... Wait a minute... It locked. God I'm stupid. I walked back to my car and got the keys out of it. NOW I can open it. I stepped inside. Gosh it was so clean! That won't last very long. I walked into the kitchen and set my keys on the counter. I stepped outside again and got my bags out of the car. I brought them inside, and walked into my bedroom I dumped my bags in my closet. I will deal with those later. I got out of my closet and looked out my huge bedroom window. The beach was great and the ocean stretched out forever. I walked back into the main room and realized I have no food. Great. I made a list of everything I needed to buy at the grocery store, and other basic things. The rest if my day was pretty much just errands.

Casey's P.O.V

Ugh. Work sucks. I work as a waitress at a bar. I wouldn't mind it so much if my boss wasn't such a prick. But he is, so why stress over it? It won't change. I work all day everyday but with a couple brakes and Thursdays off. Today is a Friday. I looked over at the clock. It said 11:26 pm. YES! Only 6 more minutes of work. I decided to wait one more table and then be gone. I walked over to a newly seated table for 2 in my section. "May I take your order?" One of the 2 guys was flirting and reached over to rub my thigh. I just backed up. I was used to drunk guys hitting on me and the other waitresses. This was nothing new to me. "I'll take a Coors light" he said looking me up and down. He tried to put his hand up my skirt but I walked over to the other guy and took his order. "Bud and some hot wings please" He was at least polite. I wrote it down on my order sheet and walked away. The first guy pinched my ass and I slapped his hand away without even looking back. I heard him call after me "my name is Matt!" Like I care? I slapped the order sheet on the bar tenders counter, took my apron off and grabbed my purse. I turned around and saw Matt staring at me. What a creep. I walked out the back door and around the building. Walking down the street to the subway trains every night really made me appreciate how empty the streets are late at night. I completely lost my train of thought when I turned the corner and saw Matt standing there. How did he get there so fast? The smell of alcohol and cigarets were just radiating off of him. I felt really uncomfortable. "Going so soon?" He said. I didn't want to show how scared I was. I laughed and smiled and said "God! You scared me! What are you doing out here? Go eat your hot wings." He just stood there. I brushed past him and kept walking. I could feel that he wasn't headed towards the bar. I heard his foot steps a ways behind me. I started to walk faster and so did he. I kept getting faster until the point I was running as fast as I could. He was too. I knew I could tout run him in my heels. I kicked them off and an faster. Matt was still gaining on me. He was right behind me and he grabbed me.  Was terrified. He pulled me next to a building. It was a Candy shop. How nice? He pinned me against the bricks, almost crushing my hips with his. He was talking in my face, the smell of tequila and beer overwhelming. I wanted to puke. "C'mon baby don't be like that" he said. I was wriggling around trying to escape his grip, but I couldn't. I reached up and slapped his face hoping that would get him off me oven for a little bit. He jumped back and lost his balance. He was so drunk! He didn't fall though. As he was tumbling, I dug threw my purse looking for my mace. I got it but by the time I did he was back in control. Matt slapped the mace out of my hands, now more angry and threw me on the ground. I let out a piercing scream. He put his hand over my mouth and drug me behind the buildings in an alley. He dropped me again. This time I was screaming louder. Screaming for help. "No point baby nobody can hear you" Matt said to me. I didn't listen "HELP!!! SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE!!!!" I didn't think words were doing anything. I just became a screaming monster. Matt screamed at me to shut up but I didn't. He pulled out a pocket knife and tried to stab me. I moved out of the way. All he did was cut into my hip. I kept screaming. Not just screaming I was SCREAMING. I'm surprised Matt didn't o deaf.........................................

Harry's P.O.V

I was all done with my errands. I just wanted to relax for a while. I wanted to go on a walk. I've always loved late night walks. The streets are quiet, cool, empty and its great. I grabbed my phone and stuffed it in my pocket. I headed out. I was about 20 minutes into my walk. I got lost. I didn't know how to get back to my house. It was especially hard in the dark. I walked past a cute little candy shop and I heard a piercing scream. "SHIT" I thought "a fan must have seen me" That was no fan. I heard it again. And again. It was screaming for help. I had no idea where it was coming from. The girl screamed again. I knew it was coming from behind the candy shop. I ran back there. There were so many way to turn. The girl screamed again. They were getting louder and more pained each time. I turned to corner and saw a guy trying to stab a girl. I turned around. I couldn't just walk up to a guy with a knife. I knew I had to do something and fast I didn't know how long she wold be safe. I grabbed a big plank of wood laying next to a dumpster I ran up behind the man and hit him in the head with it. Hard. He turned around. He was stunned. And drunk. And off balance. He tried to swing at me. He missed though. This time it was with the knife. He got me though. A horrible sharp pain went through me as my shoulder started bleeding. I got one swift, clean swing to his head. He fell to the ground. Did I really just knock him out? Damn he was D-R-U-N-K. I ran over to the girl that was laying on the ground screaming crying and bleeding. I hugged her firmly and tightly. I picked her up, running out of the alley. I had no idea where I was going. I was lost. In no time though, I found a familiar road. I ran to my house. I threw the door open and put her on the couch. I was quickly rummaging through all the grocery bags. I found one with pain killers and other medical supplies. I threw it on the coffee table next to the couch that poor girl was lying in and grabbed a towel. I sat on the couch next to her holding her and letting her cry. I was of course trying to calm her down to see if she was hurt. She calmed down after awhile and I was just asking her questions, maybe too many questions. I might have freaked her out.
"Did you know him?" I asked
"How did he get you?"
"He just grabbed me!! A-"
I cut her off "No how did he find you?"
"He followed me from the bar I work at"
"Did he hurt you?"
"He cut my hip"
She was trying so hard not to break down in tears. I couldn't blame her though. I layed her down on the couch. "Can you lift you shirt up?" She looked at my with horrified eyes. "Just above your hips... Sorry" She lifted her shirt up."Okay this is going to hurt." I unscrewed the cap to a bottle of peroxide and dumped a lot of it on her slash. It needed to get clean. She was just laying in a dirty alley full of garbage. She winced at the pain. I pressed the towel down on the wound. She screamed as quietly as she could. I pressed a bandage on her hip and wrapped cloth around it and tied it. That would have to do for now. I gave her be of my shirts so she could wear it to sleep. I didn't want her leaving the house after what happened to her. I helped her up and into my bedroom. She buried herself in the covers and fell asleep almost instantly. Right after she whispered "thank you so much" to me. I walked over and kissed her forehead and closed the door. I went in the bathroom and cleaned my shoulder gash, then grabbed a blanket out of the hallway closet and slept on the couch.

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