How can you love me?
The Police Officer
Ana’s POV
I don’t know where I’m going. I only know that I made a mistake. Zayn isn’t Kyle and I had no reason to be afraid back in the apartment. I hurt Harry because of my past. How could I possibly deserve him? The tears blur my vision and I crash into a tree. I curl up in the roots, trying to make myself invisible. I look up and realize I’m in a park. The sun is setting and I have nothing else to do so I close my eyes and cry myself to sleep. I wake up to someone nudging my arm. I groan and try to block the sunlight filtering through my eyelashes.
“Ma’am I need you to get up please,” a strict female voice orders. I begrudgingly open my eyes and look up at her. Her dirty blonde hair is tied in a tight bun and her makeup was hastily done. She studies me for a few moments as I stand up and brush the dirt from my clothes.
“Do I know you?” She asks. I laugh. She looks quizzically at me and I flash a smile at her.
“Of course you do,” I say while walking away. “I’m Ana fucking Burnes!” I keep walking but I hear her running after me. She stops me and a thin smile breaks out on her face. Her makeup cracks and I can tell she doesn’t do a lot of smiling.
“It’s really you!” She laughs. She brings her walkie talkie to her mouth and presses a button. “I’ve got Ana!” She yells into it. I tense up and realize what’s going to happen. I motion for her to put the device down before she can tell them where we are. She does as I ask obediently and I speak slowly and carefully.
“Is Kyle Brutis in custody?” I ask. Her face dawns with understanding. She must have heard about Emily mentioning me in the news. She nods her head.
“You’re safe, Hun. We’ll take care of you.” She leads me back to her police car and opens the door for me. I don’t even think about getting into a car with a police officer. I only start to second guess myself when the familiar scent of chloroform fills my airways. When will I learn?
Harry’s POV
We spend all night searching for Ana. We walk the streets, go to parks, and even woke a few bums up to make sure they weren’t her. I sigh in exasperation as I see light streaming through the sky from daybreak. I throw my hands up in the air and let them fall to my sides in defeat.
“She’ll come back when she’s ready,” Louis tries to comfort me, but I’m in no mood to be reassured.
“What if one of Kyle’s friends got her?” I yell at him. How could he think any of this is okay? I get up in Zayn’s face.
“This is all your fault you know,” I tell him in a hushed whisper. I don’t want to wake the sleeping man lying on a pile of newspapers. I see Liam put a few pounds in his coat pocket. I want to smile at him, but that wouldn’t be very appropriate for me to do at the moment. Liam always tries to help people, but he doesn’t care if they know he’s helping them or not. Niall grabs hold of my shoulder.
“This isn’t anyone’s fault,” he tries to calm me down. It does the trick. My shoulders slump and I take off in the way of my apartment. The only thing I can do is wait for Ana to show up. If she doesn’t, then it’s time to go to the police again. Zayn takes off in the opposite direction towards his apartment. Louis and Niall catch up with me and grab my shoulders.
“Don’t worry, mate. Liam is only going with Zayn to make him feel important. He really wants to be with you,” Louis jokes. I fake a weak smile that doesn’t fool anybody. We walk in silence the rest of the way there. We all collapse on the sofa. I’m in love with Ana so of course I’m feeling like crap, but Louis and Niall had grown really close to her as well. They’re both trying to comfort me when they’re probably freaking out just as bad as I am.
“We’re going to find her,” I tell Niall as I see the tears forming in his eyes. My cheeks are already coated with tears but nobody cares. We all sit and sob like sissies who can’t do anything for themselves for a good two hours when we’re interrupted by a phone call.
I pick up the phone and sniffle.
“Hello?” I ask.
“Hi is this Harry Styles?” A girl voice asks. I sigh.
“Yes love. Who is this?” I ask. Every now and then a fan gets a hold of my number and call to try and get a date out of me.
“I think I saw a girl wearing one of your sweatshirts. It was one of your special ones and she was crying. A girl police officer put her in her car. I didn’t really see what happened next, but I think the girl is in trouble,” She says slowly. I hang up with shock on my face. Everything WASN’T going to be okay. One of Kyle’s friends got her. They got Ana.
I don’t know where I’m going. I only know that I made a mistake. Zayn isn’t Kyle and I had no reason to be afraid back in the apartment. I hurt Harry because of my past. How could I possibly deserve him? The tears blur my vision and I crash into a tree. I curl up in the roots, trying to make myself invisible. I look up and realize I’m in a park. The sun is setting and I have nothing else to do so I close my eyes and cry myself to sleep. I wake up to someone nudging my arm. I groan and try to block the sunlight filtering through my eyelashes.
“Ma’am I need you to get up please,” a strict female voice orders. I begrudgingly open my eyes and look up at her. Her dirty blonde hair is tied in a tight bun and her makeup was hastily done. She studies me for a few moments as I stand up and brush the dirt from my clothes.
“Do I know you?” She asks. I laugh. She looks quizzically at me and I flash a smile at her.
“Of course you do,” I say while walking away. “I’m Ana fucking Burnes!” I keep walking but I hear her running after me. She stops me and a thin smile breaks out on her face. Her makeup cracks and I can tell she doesn’t do a lot of smiling.
“It’s really you!” She laughs. She brings her walkie talkie to her mouth and presses a button. “I’ve got Ana!” She yells into it. I tense up and realize what’s going to happen. I motion for her to put the device down before she can tell them where we are. She does as I ask obediently and I speak slowly and carefully.
“Is Kyle Brutis in custody?” I ask. Her face dawns with understanding. She must have heard about Emily mentioning me in the news. She nods her head.
“You’re safe, Hun. We’ll take care of you.” She leads me back to her police car and opens the door for me. I don’t even think about getting into a car with a police officer. I only start to second guess myself when the familiar scent of chloroform fills my airways. When will I learn?
Harry’s POV
We spend all night searching for Ana. We walk the streets, go to parks, and even woke a few bums up to make sure they weren’t her. I sigh in exasperation as I see light streaming through the sky from daybreak. I throw my hands up in the air and let them fall to my sides in defeat.
“She’ll come back when she’s ready,” Louis tries to comfort me, but I’m in no mood to be reassured.
“What if one of Kyle’s friends got her?” I yell at him. How could he think any of this is okay? I get up in Zayn’s face.
“This is all your fault you know,” I tell him in a hushed whisper. I don’t want to wake the sleeping man lying on a pile of newspapers. I see Liam put a few pounds in his coat pocket. I want to smile at him, but that wouldn’t be very appropriate for me to do at the moment. Liam always tries to help people, but he doesn’t care if they know he’s helping them or not. Niall grabs hold of my shoulder.
“This isn’t anyone’s fault,” he tries to calm me down. It does the trick. My shoulders slump and I take off in the way of my apartment. The only thing I can do is wait for Ana to show up. If she doesn’t, then it’s time to go to the police again. Zayn takes off in the opposite direction towards his apartment. Louis and Niall catch up with me and grab my shoulders.
“Don’t worry, mate. Liam is only going with Zayn to make him feel important. He really wants to be with you,” Louis jokes. I fake a weak smile that doesn’t fool anybody. We walk in silence the rest of the way there. We all collapse on the sofa. I’m in love with Ana so of course I’m feeling like crap, but Louis and Niall had grown really close to her as well. They’re both trying to comfort me when they’re probably freaking out just as bad as I am.
“We’re going to find her,” I tell Niall as I see the tears forming in his eyes. My cheeks are already coated with tears but nobody cares. We all sit and sob like sissies who can’t do anything for themselves for a good two hours when we’re interrupted by a phone call.
I pick up the phone and sniffle.
“Hello?” I ask.
“Hi is this Harry Styles?” A girl voice asks. I sigh.
“Yes love. Who is this?” I ask. Every now and then a fan gets a hold of my number and call to try and get a date out of me.
“I think I saw a girl wearing one of your sweatshirts. It was one of your special ones and she was crying. A girl police officer put her in her car. I didn’t really see what happened next, but I think the girl is in trouble,” She says slowly. I hang up with shock on my face. Everything WASN’T going to be okay. One of Kyle’s friends got her. They got Ana.
Notes
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