Riley's POV:
December 27th, two days later.

"She's awake" Joni's voice is strong, startling me from my deep sleep. Slowly I open my eyelids and see all the people sitting around me. My parents, Joni, Zayn and Nick. I try to sit up and speak, but my body is too weak.

"Don't try and speak honey, just relax." My dad sighs, giving me a warm smile. I scan the the room, desperately wanting to speak out. Where is Harry? What is the whole story? Are my parents--

"Mom?" I choke out, looking down at the chair she's sitting in. It's not a chair-- it's a wheel chair. Her eyes meet mine and they're filled with tears already. She puts on a brave smile and nods her head slowly before releasing a deep breath.

"I'm okay sweetie, I promise." She smiles, and I struggle to sit up again. This time, Zayn scoops under my armpits and props me up enough so I can look down at her legs fully. My mom wiggles around her ankles and shifts her legs around, showing me that she's capable of moving them, but barely.

"I'm so sorry." I whisper, releasing a small sob and screwing my eyes shut. I try to keep myself calm, but it's harder than you'd think. Every time I open my eyes, reality smacks me like a fly swatter and I'm smushed by it so hard that I feel like I'm suffocating. I want to be able to breathe without this large pounding pain in my heart, but it's nearly impossible to happen.

"Don't be sorry honey, you did nothing wrong. We're just happy that you're ok!" My mom smiles, and I want to scream at her for being so nice to me. I don't deserve all of this.. all the flowers, the cards, the pity looks. It just makes this worse.

"How are you feeling, Ri?" Nick inquires, taking my hand and squeezing it gently. I shift slowly, looking up at Zayn who has a nervous look on his face. I can tell a day or two has passed since Zayn is wearing a different shirt then the last time I saw him and his face is cleanly shaven now.

"My head hurts." I sigh, clutching my stomach. "And my stomach."

My stomach.

Seth raped me. With no protection. Do they even know? Does anyone even know what went on that night besides me? Did that thing with Eric really happen, are Dixie and Brian dead? I notice that Nick and Zayn are here looking healthy, and so are my parents. I saw them in all in the ICU with me in there and Harry.

"Where's Harry?" I look around the room, and everyones eyes shift to the floor.

"He's not here." Joni says with a chuckle.

"No shit." I grumble, leaning forward and clutching my head with my hands. "Why isn't he here? Does he even know I'm awake? None of this is his fault, you have to know--"

"None of this is his fault?!" My father's voice makes me shudder with fear. Before he can continue, Zayn and Nick send him a warning glance and he settles down in his chair once again.

"You're right honey, it's not his fault. It's Seth's fault." My mother sighs with a low voice, presumably trying to convince herself of that.

It's true. I know in my heart that Harry never meant for any of this to happen and that I should have listened to him. It's fucking amazing, the things that would have happened if I had just listened to what Harry was telling me... We might not be in this mess.

"Can someone call him? I want him to be here." I mumble and notice Zayn is now pacing back and forth around the room.

"Riley, why don't you get some rest? The doctors are going to want to talk to you and the police will have questions and--" Nick tries to explain but I cut him off.

"Where's Harry?" I ask, and again everyones eyes droop to the floor.

"Riley, you're weak right now and-" My father chimes in.

"Where is Harry! Where is my damn boyfriend!" I shriek, scratching at my arms intensely, trying to shove my frustration somewhere.

"No one has seen him since Christmas, Riley. I'm sorry." Zayn blurts out, and my heart feels like it dropped when in reality, the beat on the monitor has quickened.

"What do you mean he hasn't been seen? He's missing?" I choke out, and I watch as my father ushers Joni and my mum out of the room, leaving me to explode at Nick and Zayn rather than the three of them. Brilliant move.

"Last I heard from him he was a wreck... He blames himself." Zayn sighs, sitting on the edge of my bedside.

Of course he blames himself. Doesn't he know he's my fucking hero? Just because he was part of the reason I was in this mess doesn't cancel out the fact that he's the one who pulled me out. Things were once so simple, so easy and when I met Harry, he lit a fire in me that I didn't know was there.

"Find him." I command, and both of their eyes go wide.

"How the hell are we supposed to find him?" Nick chuckles, and I roll my eyes angrily.

"Fine, don't find him. I will. Get me a doctor." I shout loudly. Zayn immediately obeys but Nick stares at me dumbfounded, almost angry.

"Why do you want to see him so badly?" He asks, a bitter underlying tone in his question.

"Because he's my boyfriend and I love him." I sigh, and his face falls.

"Ok." He replies shortly and exits the room behind Zayn.

As soon as everyone is out of the room, I take the moment to inhale a huge amount of air and blow it out slowly. This is so fucked up. No one is even telling me anything and I need answers. I need answers, I need to get better and out of this hospital and most importantly, I need Harry to come home to me.



Harry's POV:

"You can't stay here forever, you know." Lottie jumps on the basement couch and sits on my legs.

"Get out, Lottie." I grumble as she makes herself comfortable sitting on my legs.

I stay at Louis' house for two days and his sisters are already annoying the piss out of me. I knew this would be a challenge but Louis was the only thing stopping me from going to Maywood and ripping Seth to pieces. If I didn't see him at the gas station I stopped at, I would have made it to Maywood and god knows what else.

"Who are you hiding from?" Lottie pesters me and I try to lift my legs to launch her off. She's so fucking annoying for a 16 year old.

"I want to be hiding from you." I groan, shoving the couch cushion over my face.

"Lottie, leave Harry alone." Louis' voice echoes from the the stairs. She immediately hops off me and goes back up the steps, passing Louis as he comes down.

"You're sister is annoying as hell." I chuckle, and he does the same. I make room for him on his basement couch which I have hardly gotten up from in the past few days. It's becoming like home.

"She means well." He laughs and I nod, knowing he's ready to talk about something.

"What's up?" I offer, and he shifts uncomfortably.

"Zayn just texted me... Riley's awake again and asking for you. She said she wants her boyfriend." Louis says, emphasizing the word boyfriend. I wince at the use of her name, the name I have been trying to push out of my brain for the past few days.

"Is she feeling alright?" I ask, my voice low and shaky. I'm afraid I'll burst out into tears at any moment so I keep my voice as small as I possibly can.

"Zayn says she's doing well and she might even sign herself out soon." He replies, and I whip my head around to face his direction.

"Sign herself out? Why the fuck would she do that?!" I shriek, now standing and pacing back and forth. I swear to God, she never listens. She shouldn't leave that hospital until she's fully ready and the doctors say it's ok, not because she wants to.

"She's gonna sign herself out sooner than later cause she wants to come find you." He says, and I roll my eyes.

"Bullshit. She shouldn't want to see me, I ruined her life." I mumble, now plopping myself down on the floor across from him. To be honest, it felt rather nice to stretch my legs after two days of leaving them to lay.

"She loves you mate, everyone does. You're not in the wrong here--" Louis starts to say.

"I'm a fuck up! I fucked up Riley's life majorly, why does she still want me?" I shout, rocking myself slowly again.

"Harry! Her life was turning to shit when you met her. Nick raped her, remember that? He can apologize as much as he wants but that's still a fact. And who's with her at the hospital right now? Both of her ex boyfriends. Zayn and Nick. They're there, and you're here, hiding in my basement and moping around like a little bitch. Riley is the best thing you have ever had and there is a blurred line between corruption and salvation." Louis shouts, and I look up at him, tears streaming down my face.

There is a blurred line between corruption and salvation.

"That's correct Louis, and that's exactly why I can't be with her. I can't be near her, I'm not good for her. Let her be with Zayn or Cody or whoever she wants." I sniffle, and I can tell Louis frustration is growing.

"For fucks sake man, Riley's a good girl! She needs you! Get your ass over there by tomorrow or I'll tell her that you're here." He gives me an ultimatum, and I roll my eyes.

"Fuck you Louis, I'll make this easier for you. I'm out." I growl, grabbing my bag and throwing it over my shoulder. I swing open the back door and ignore his pleading shouts.

When I get to my car, I bang my head on the steering wheel and release a loud sob. This is not getting easier for me, only harder. I can't stand to be away for her, but I really do think it's for the best. I slide my phone out of my pocket and send a quick text.

Me: I'm on my way over. No one can know where I am.
Liam: Got it.

Onto the next.

Notes

haha Louis kicked Harry out...

So when Riley get's out, do you think she will move on or look for Harry? & How is she going to deal with the after math of everything that happened?

so much going on for me! ACTs tuesday & a nail appointment & dance, spray tan and dance wednesday, thursday i have double tutoring and dance and friday is my junior prom! so nervoussss and excited ah :)

basically, updating is going to be a challenge.

comment and vote! 75 votes and i will update this story as soon as possible during the week or else you'll probably have to wait /: