The Neon Lights

Hazel is a naive, kind teenager and doesn't stray away from the nice kind girl everyone knows she is until Harry turns up who shows her the darkness and the bad things in life. She see's everything as "The glass is half full" as Harry would say "The glass is half empty" but together they have saved each other in one way or another... But they don't know it yet!


12. You nearly killed him!


 It was cold outside. Very cold in fact. Why did I leave my coat inside Harry's car. I will just check if he had left the car open...  He would have properly have locked it but it was good excursize.

 The gravel in the car park began to crunch under my shoes as I walked over to the car. The faint monotonous sound of the bass in the night club could still be heard but nothing else except from another pair of feet in the gravel. A shiver went down my spine as I kept on walking towards the car as a voice shouted over to me "Hey, beautiful. You shouldn't be out here alone. There are some creepy people out here at this time." Just then the man began to walk up to me.

 What was happening?

 I was scarred and I didn't know what to say... The only words I could slip out was "I am with my boyfriend." Why did I say that! Harry isn't my boyfriend and he isn't with me at this moment in time.

 "Oh, yeah. Sure he is." he sniggered as he darted his hand towards my breast "Does he feel you like this?" He pushed me up against the range rover and began to squeeze hard against my breast.

 "Get off me!" I yelled but before I could say anymore he put his hand forcefully over my mouth. It wasn't a friendly gesture! His nails dug into my back..... No... That wasn't his nails... It was a knife!
 "Shut up bitch!" He snarled "Don't tempt me because I will kill you and your so called boyfriend." My heart began to pump fast. The knife jabbed into my side "do you understand?" I nodded. "I want you to do me a favour." his eyes looked menacing. "Give me your hand"

 My eyes widened as he got hold of my hand and began to slowly budge it down to his waist "You know what to do from hear." he sniggered at me as I starred at him grossed out.

 "HHHHHAAAARRRRRRRYYY" I yelled at the top of my voice not letting the knife jabbing into my side stop the loudness of the shout.

 He let go of my hand and slapped me shouting "You bitch! Who the fuck do you think you are!?"

 I fell to the floor shouting again at the top of my lungs "HHHAAARRRYYY" This time I heard some other footsteps and sooner or later I saw a tall curly haired boy with dark green eyes starring down this guy.

 "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?" Harry pushed him against the white van next to the range rover and spat in his face making him drop the knife "ARE YOU GOING TO ANSWER ME!?" Harry was fuming, the guy began to wipe the spit for his face. Before I knew it Harry gave a determined punch to the sumach of the man. You could hear Harry's fist connect to his body as the man fell to the ground.  "ARE YOU!?" He punched him again this time connecting his fist to his jaw, this time the man was laid flat out on the ground, Harry sat on top of him as he began to punch, harder and harder. I didn't know what to do! The other man tried to reach for his knife but Harry pinned his hand down contorting it into the gravel before he yelled out in pain as the gravel began to make his hand bleed and as soon as I knew it Harry began to punch him again, this time his knuckles hit him in the ribs and I defiantly heard something crack! I had my back full against the side of the range rover trying to get as far away from the two entangled men fighting. HARRY WAS GOING TO KILL HIM!

 "HARRY!" I yelled trying to stop him from pummelling the man any more because Harry looked like he wasn't going to stop.

 Just then I glanced over to see Craig running over to us and shouting "WHAT HAPPENED!?" Harry didn't look up though. Craig took one glance at me and then knew.

 "Harry! Stop!" Craig yelled trying to part them but Harry pushed Craig away aggressively and left him on the floor next to me. "Harry" he begged "Stop! Your going to kill him!" I watched how Harry's bloody knuckles connected to the man's jaw. "Hazel, You need to do something!" He sounded sounding scarred "CALM HIM DOWN! Your the only person who can calm him down!" This made me feel horrified. My tummy did a flip and I felt sick to the core.

 Slowly I stood up and walked over to harry and before he lowered his fist to the man's face I grabbed it and before he pushed me away he froze, "GET OFF OF HIM!" I cried letting the tears roll down my cheek "LOOK AT HIM! LET HIM GO!" The tears streamed down my face as I looked at what Harry had inflicted on the man. Letting go of Harry's hands I looked at my own as the blood contaminated my own. I backed away from the bloody man on the floor underneath 'my boyfriend'

 Harry yelled over to me "Hazel! WAIT!"

 I bolted for the park, as I got to the gate I opened it and ran strait through to leave it to swing shut itself.

 Sooner or later Harry hurdled over the gate and landed back on his feet and began to run after me. I was terrified. "GO AWAY!" I cried as I felt his foot steps come closer to me. Just then he grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him and wouldn't let go "GET OFF OF ME!" I muffled through his blazer. He didn't hear me though.

 His heart was beating fast as he said in between breaths "I am sorry" I began to cry again and this time I couldn't stop. This would have never happened if I haven't have met Harry but at the same time Harry protected me... I am so confused!

 "Hazel" He uttered "Don't be frightened" He stopped, taking another breath "I would never hurt you. I promise" He sounded calm but you could tell in his tone you could still hear the dark side within him.

 "You nearly killed him!" I stated to him taking in a deep breath trying to calm down.

 "He hurt you!" Harry snapped as he pulled me even closer to him making me feel so small in his tight grip.

 "YOU NEARLY KILLED HIM!" I raised my voice over his stupid argument "It doesn't make it right!" I muffled into his chest. I couldn't bring myself to look him in he eyes so I kept myself flat to his chest with my eyes closed.

    "He could have killed you" He said underneath his breath not aimed at me so I let it slip.

 I wanted to go home and forget about it but I couldn't. What if the police found out! Just then Harry interrupted my thoughts saying "'I need to make a phone call" he took one hand off of my back and reached down to is pocket and began to scroll down his contacts.

 Who was he phoning? And why?


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