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The mentally brave ( Editing)

Tongues and scars

Harry's POV
As I got closer to Lizzie I could tell something wasn't right. She looked pale and scared. It seemed she was running from someone. How the hell does she keep getting in trouble?
Just when I reach her, her eyes roll back, her knees buckling, as she falls. I stretch out just in time to catch her in my arms, and hold her against me.
"Lizzie" I call her name as I lay her slowly onto the pavement. She is unconscious.
"Damn it" I say under my breath. I was here to shout at her, how the hell can I tell her off when she's like this?
"Harry"
I look up to find Michael standing above us, two guards on either side of his, one of them holding on to a boy- he looked about Luke's age, and he was looking at the ground.
"You won't touch us" I glanced up at Michael
"No, but you do want my help" He gave me a sly smile
"What makes you so sure?"
Michael nodded towards Lizzie his head angled.
"I made it very clear to Simon- he will not get his hands on her" I hissed leaning close to the side of Lizzie's head that lay against my chest.
"Then you're punishing her to a life full of pain"
"The hell with all of you-" I was cut off by a phone ring. Michael smiled taking the phone out of his pocket "I think this might be for you" He hands it over.
"I don't want to speak to him" I shake my head still holding to Lizzie.
"Don't be foolish" Michael snapped.
I took the phone from him reluctantly and answer
"Harry, listen to me please"
"Do I have a choice?"
"You do, but you should listen for Lizzie's sake"
"You have two seconds" I tell him looking at Michael as I held the phone to my ear, and Lizzie's upper body to my chest.
"Is she suffering in any way?" He asked. Is that concern I hear in his voice?
"What did you do to her?" I am attempting to keep my voice under control but finding it hard with every passing moment.
"I didn't touch her I promise you, but you must bring her in to me"
"I must? I don't need to do anything for you"
"Harry listen- she is in danger, but I can fix it- she's suffering from headaches if I'm not mistaken"
"I don't need you- I'll take her to the hospital"
"And say what? She is dead remember? They won't look at her, and they can't fix what's wrong"
"I'll take my chances" I hang up the phone and toss it back at Michael who catches it with one hand.
"You will be coming for help. Mark my words" He looked down at me. Then they turned and started to walk away. The boy looked back at us, a sad look on his face, before I could do anything he was pushed by one of the guards and turned his head back.
I took out my phone and dialed "Liam, I need your help"




"Where am I?" I look around at my surrounding. It seems I'm back at the suite. I look down at my arms.
"Take them out" I say squeezing my eyes shut after seeing the needles stuck in my flesh.
"Calm down Liz" Harry took a hold of my hand stroking it lightly with his thumb.
"What happened" I open my eyes looking up at his face.
"You fainted" His eyes were gleaming
"So what are these needles doing here?"
"Lizzie, something's wrong with you, we need to find out what it is"
"Where is Ashton? We were being chased" I sit up, trying to get out of bed. However my head was spinning, making me stumble and almost fall over. Harry getting up to his feet caught me in time and sat me back down on the bed.
"He was taken back to the company, and don't get up again"
"Harry- he is one of us, he led me to you" I remember now.
"What do you mean? I don't even know who this Ashton is" Harry looked surprised.
"But he knew.. I tried reading him- but then my head" I had a sharp pain zap through me again. My hands lift to my head, Harry's hand follows soon after and rests on my forehead.
"Oh good- Lizzie, you're up" Ed came into the room "So we got your scans back and they all seem fine" He looked from me to Harry "And the blood work is all right too"
"In that case can you take these things out of me please?" I asked
"Well, I guess so, but first we need to make sure you have enough fluids in your body"
"Please take them out, she won't shut up unless you do, and I do like my quiet" Harry grumbled.
What is wrong with him? I give Harry one of those looks that are saved just for him as Ed took care of the needles. Harry held on to my hand squeezing my fingers slightly so I won't pay attention to the nurse.
"How do you know all this doctor stuff?" I ask Ed when the needles are gone "And where did you get it all in the first place?"
"There are a lot of things about me my dear that you have yet to learn" Ed smiled walking away.
Harry and I are left alone. My head didn't hurt anymore, thanks to Harry blocking away the pain. I look up at his watching eyes.
"You were scared in the park- why?"
"I can't remember, I was being chased"
"This was different, you've been chased before, I never seen you like this"
I kept quiet not knowing what to answer him.
"Lizzie, are you still cross with me? Because of not telling you about who my dad was?"
"I don't know.. I mean I'm not sure anymore, Niall explained, something you should have done, I'm all confused- Is that why your dad wants me so much? Because I have some of Amy in me?" I whisper to him
"I don't know…" Harry got up and looked out the window "You know, Amy believed the world was one big fairy tale, that everyone was good, everyone was pretty"
"I used to believe in fairy tales, especially when I first found out what I can do- it fit right in- But I don't any more. They don't come true, we don't all get happy endings" I smiled at him, my brow furrowed with pain and worry watching him silently as he was lost in whatever thoughts were making his eyes so dark and anguished… possibly thoughts about his long gone sister.
"You don't believe you will have a happy ending?" Harry turned back to me after some time, letting me know he did hear me after all.
"Look at all that has happen to me, and keeps happening, I'm damaged. Nothing good will come of me"
"Don't say that" He moved to my side, taking my face in his palms, bringing himself to eye level with me. "Look at all you have done? For your family, for your sister- for us- you helped save Perrie, you help save me"
"I did nothing, we are all part of a game, you father's game, he made us who we are, like robots. We keep running, but at some point my strength will run out, and whoever is trying to get me will."
"I won't let anyone touch you, no one will harm you- it's a promise"
"Don't promise things you can't keep" I gazed up at him
"I will stop him- even if it's the last thing I will ever do" Harry took my hands sitting himself beside me on the bed.
"Are we going back to the safe house?"
"You want to go back?" A smile twitched on his face.
"I do.. I miss EL.. and.. I want to see Lou"
"Lizzie" Harry whispered to me
"Mm?"
But he didn't answer.. Instead he brought his face closer to mine, taking my lips with his, in a soft kiss. I touch his cheek lightly with my finger, feeling the place his dimples appear when he smiles.
"I missed you" He broke our touch, eyes glittering.
"I was cross with you" I put my hands down on his thighs.
"Not anymore" He mimicked my move, touching my crossed legs.
"You have a way with you to make me forget why I should be so angry"
"That's a good thing.. for me" He smiles his cheeky smile. I watch as his hands go up and down my thighs, a little higher every time.
I look at the door, closing it with my mind, so we could have some privacy. That’s when my head felt as if it would explode again. I hold tight to Harry's thighs, shutting my eyes and bringing my head forward until it collided with Harry's chest.
I let out a sound of pain, those kinds of sounds that come out when you hold your scream in.
"Lizzie" Harry held my shoulders.
"My powers, they hurt" I whimper.
"Ed" Harry shouted touching my forehead once more.
"What's up?" He peeked in
"Run those tests again" Harry demanded
"We ran them a million times mate, there is nothing"
"RUN THEM AGAIN" Harry shouted
"What's wrong with me?" I was scared. I was in pain.
"Lizzie.. do you trust me?" Harry asked me quietly, the shouting and dark eyes gone now.
"I try to"
"I need you to trust me on this"


Walking up the steps, I felt myself trembling, and I knew it wasn't just because of where we were going, but also because of where we had been. When Harry and I been here last, I was on the verge of losing it, never giving Harry a chance to explain all those secrets that came spilling out. It felt bizarre to be here again, and this time us coming willingly. Well sort of willingly.
Inside the main hall, all was quiet. I took Harry's hand in mine, stepping closer to him. His thumb ran over mine as if to calm me.
We heard footsteps behind us. I glanced over my shoulder to see Harry's dad coming our way. I look up at Harry. The look in his eyes pierced me. For just a moment the years fell away and he was that boy I used to watch play with his little sister at the play ground.
I shivered, overwhelmed. Harry saw that and put his arm around my shoulders as we turned to face his father.
"You did the right thing coming here" Dr. Cowell said as he reached us
"Sure we did" I said trying to keep the sarcastic tone down, after all, he was helping me. Harry took a step forward pushing me in back of him, still not trusting his father around me.
"Now Harry, we're all on the same team here" Dr. Cowell put his hands together.
"Sure we are" Harry mimicked me.
"This way then" The doctor gestured for us to follow after him.
Harry gave my hand a little squeeze of reassurance as we tailed his father.
"The pain starts up when?"
"Whenever I try and use my abilities" I tell him.
We walked down the quiet hallway until we got to a new corridor I have never been at.
"Nice isn't it?" The doctor smiled as we walk into a room.
I was sure he will put me at one of those rooms on the floor we were kept prisoners, but instead he brought us here.
This seemed brand new. The walls were painted a soft light green, a queen size bed in the middle. Curtains on the right wall hiding a window.
There was a dresser on the left, a dark colour wood, with three drawers, a night stand next to the bed with a white lamp.
"You see this switch?" The doctor asked flicking it off
"The same as the one down stairs" I say remembering the switch that turned off our powers
"Yes, it is flicked off now, and that should stop the pain until we understand what is wrong"
"I don't really have a choice do I?" I look from the doctor to Harry.
"Well you can live with the pain if you want" The doctor shrugged
"Leave it off" I decide.
"Get comfortable, our doctor should be with you in a few moments"
I leave Harry's hand and sit down on the bed.
"Harry I need to have a talk with you for a moment"
"Well you can talk to me here, I'm not leaving Lizzie" Harry said
"It will only be in the next room, and she will not be harmed here" The doctor promised
Harry glanced at me not sure what to do
"Go Harry, I'll be fine" I gave him a small smile
"I'll be right back"
I watched as they walked out of the room and closed the door after them.
I looked around once again taking it in. I hoped we didn't need to stay here long and we can soon leave back to the safe house.
Our friends left earlier today, Ed staying behind to help Harry. He also took Harry's motorcycle back with him leaving us to travel by bus or cab.
I get up and walk to the window, wanting to see what kind of landscape is showing from here. I move back the curtains. A gasp escapes my mouth as I take a step back.
"Shocking isn't it?" I look back to find scar face closing the door behind him and turning the lock "Finding a wall instead of a window"
"What are you doing here?" I back away, my shoulders touching the windowless wall.
"Its payback time" He gives me a sly smile. He was much closer to me then what I had first realized. I broke to my right trying to pass him and get to the door. I felt his fingers close on my hair and felt the pain when he pulled me back by it.
"You see love, I'm stronger without powers" He had an arm around my shoulders holding me in front of him against his body. I wanted to gag having him touch me.
I noticed the arm against my chest had a cast on it.
"Your doing love" With that he let me go stumbling onto the bed. I turn my head to see where he is, when His cast hand collided with my face. I fell back first on the bed, scar face climbing on top of me, pinning my hands to the sides of my head, each knee of his on either side of my body holding me down with his weight.
I was watching as he brought his head down to my neck. I tried breaking free but it was no use. He was much stronger than me. When I felt his tongue run across my flesh I did the only thing I had yet to try- I screamed.

Notes

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Comments

@sydney_is_a_giraffe
I feel the same but overall it was an amazing story!

Hazeleyes13 Hazeleyes13
11/27/17

@sydney_is_a_giraffe
oh my... didn't mean to do that.. sorry.. hope your heart's ok xx

i just finished it.... you literally just ripped my heart out, stomped on it and through it into giant fire....

@raylee
Oh cool :) I just turned 20

Sheniqua... Sheniqua...
9/11/14

@Sheniqua...
In my early twenties x

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9/10/14