Bits and Pieces

Chapter 48

~Harry's P.O.V~

"Harry, don't you think you need to move on?"

"What do you mean Liam"

"I mean she's getting married to Logan and you already had your chance and it didn't work" Liam said

"Liam is right Harry. I mean I'm all in for you and Amara but don't you think that's enough" Niall took a seat next to me "I mean you attract trouble and if you want her to be happy you need to let her go"

I think they're right I'm the bad boy in this story.

I stood up and threw the cup on the floor.

"Harry, if you want her we'll help you. You know that" Liam said standing up

"I'm going to sleep"

"Sure, we have to go anyways Blair is waiting for me"

I waited for them to go then I went out to the place I always go to take the stress out.

~Amara's P.O.V~

I spent the day inside my house watching Netflix. I yawned and stumbled to lock the front door and close the blind, as I did, I gasped. Looking outside.

Harry was laying on the ground on his front porch. It didn't look like he was moving, I swallowed opening the door, and my hands are shaking. I ran to his house "Harry?" I said shaking him. He didn't move, I walked closer, and gently rolled him onto his back. "Holy shit" I breathed out. His face was all bloody, swollen, his hands were black and blue, he had blood all over his shirt. "Harry?" I shook him

"W-What" he opened his eyes

"Oh god, Ill call the police, don't move"

"Don't," he croaked "Just get me inside, I dropped my keys"

"You need to go to the hospital"

"No I don't, just go away" he laid back down I huffed and grabbed the keys. I unlocked his front door and went back to him. I tucked my arms under his and gently pulled him inside. He was completely limp, and heavy. I helped him to the couch. I asked million times if he wanted me to take him to the hospital, he ignored me.

"You need to go to the doctor"

"No he hissed

"Ugh fine" I went to his kitchen "don't you have a first aid kit?" I asked, looking though the cabinets.

"What am I, a boy scout?"

I rolled my eyes and walked back to my house, sneaking inside so my mom didn't hear me. I wasn't too worried about being caught. I grabbed our first aid kit, ice packs we had in freezer and some pain medicine. I came back he looked awful.

"What the hell happened?" I asked as riffled through the kit.

"Nothing" he put the bag of ice to his stomach, he groaned again.

"Sit still" I said as I moved closer to him on the couch. I took out a cloth that had a cleaning solution on it and gently moved around his eye. He flinched "I'm sorry" I took a new cloth and moved to his lips, holding his chin carefully.

I cleaned up his skin, his lips were cut, cheeks bruised. I moved very gently over his skin, not rushing from fear of hurting him more than he already was. "Take these" I put pills in his hand.

"What are they?"

"They're bit stronger than the average pain medication"

"I can't take those" He dropped the pills in my hands.