Eighteen

"I want to love like you made me feel. When we were eighteen." - One Direction

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20. Helpless

 

Harry's POV

 

I heard a painful scream from somewhere. What was that? I ran over to the direction of the screaming. Suddenly the screaming stops altogether. The silence that followed was almost too unbearable. I sprinted as fast as I could in the direction where I last heard the screaming. I soon found myself running into a few narrow, abandoned alleyways and streets where no cars passed. Then through a few wooded areas. I was unsure really of where I was going, just sprinting on instinct. I rounded a corner and there was a street of broken down houses and cottages. Am I in the right place? I sped up and walked along the street and then heard a noise. It sounded like laughing. It was coming from the last cottage on the street. I sprinted to it, and, taking a deep breath, tried the knob to the door. Locked. I banged on the door. The laughter silenced. I went to the windows. They were boarded up. I put my eye up to one of the cracks and once I saw what was inside, I screamed.

 

Alys's POV

 

I heard a screaming somewhere, and then furious banging. I woke up and my eyes opened, and the musty smell of the cottage brought me to my senses. I scrambled to my feet but doubled back, crumpling on the floor from the pain that shot up and down my leg. I heard a muffled yell. “ALYS! ALYS!” There was lots of more banging. Mustering as much strength as I could, I weakly rolled over to my side to see who was there. I saw the familiar curly brown hair between the cracks. Harry. His normally intense green eyes was now frantically pounding the window, staring at me helplessly.

“Harry!” I choked. I started crying, hard, so much that I could barely see where I was going as I tried to stand up, leaning against the wall for support. Damen was in the shadows, watching me with a broad grin, and whispered to me, “I'll be back.” He swept away to the back door, closing it with a lock. I turned back to Harry. He had disappeared from the window and was now slamming his whole body into the door. As quickly as my ankle would take me, I limped to the door and pulled as hard as I could at the knob. After more slamming, the door finally gave away and bursted open, the force of it knocking me backwards. Harry rushed in and choked when he saw me. He kneeled down. “Alys…” His eyes traveled to my ankle and his eyes got glassy. “Oh my god, oh my god…” He kissed my forehead and quickly pulled out his phone, pressing 911, his hands shaking.

“Hey… Harry.”

“What is it, love?”

My mouth formed the words but didn't come out. I slumped down on the floor and blacked out again.

 

Harry's POV

 

“NO!” I yelled. My hands were shaking more than ever as I brought the phone up to my ear. I was hopeless. I didn't know what to do, while Alys fainted.

A second later, a calm voice said over the phone: “This is 911. What is your emergency?”

“My girlfriend…” I trailed off. Was Alys my girlfriend? I shook the thought out of my head. “She’s fainted. And she has serious injuries. Can you-can you come as quickly as you can?”

“Of course. What is your location?”

I looked outside the window. I really didn't know where I was. A small green sign caught my eye at the end of the street and read it aloud.

“Thank you. We will come as soon as we can.” The phone hung up. I put away my phone shakily, then took Alys’s hand. I am so stupid, letting Alys out alone like this, when William is a constant danger to her. I waited, feeling the most helpless I've ever felt like in my life, and hoped for the best.

 
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