The mentally brave ( Editing)

This can't be happening. Where did he get that letter from? How did they find me here? I sit up fast. My movement makes Mushroom jump off the coach and up the stairs to Natalie.

Natalie! They just threatened Natalie.

I've got to get out and away from here. Pull them away from Nat.

I get up and limp up the stairs to my room. I peeked on Nat on my way to make sure she is sleeping. I'll call her in the morning, let her know that it's for her own good, hew own protection.
I get a backpack and shove in it some clothes sunglasses and money. I put the bag on my back, take my jersey and shut off the light. Then I limp down the stairs and out the door, locking it after me. I give my home one last glance as I stand at the front gate and turn away.

This last day at home really made me realize how much I missed this place. Always convincing myself how much I hate it. But with all the bullying I received at school from kids who saw me as the freak, this is still home to me, no matter where I go and for how long.

I move fast but quietly down the walkway. My head down and the hoodie pulled over, hiding my face from the little people outside still this time of night. My ankle was hurting but I tried my best not to let it slow me down.

I can't believe I'm alone again. Running.. I wish I could make it stop, go away. I wish I never had gone looking for answers. I wish I could go back to my quiet life with my mum and sister.
I wipe my tears angry with myself that I let them full.

A loud noise comes up behind me. I look up. Harry stops his motorbike next to me, handing over the helmet I used before.

Without asking any questions I put it on and get on the back of the bike. As I close my hold around his waist, he starts it up again and we're off.

I know where he is taking us, I recognize the route. He is driving to the cabin.

He stops the bike the same place he parked earlier this evening. Again he took my hand in his to help me walk, the whole way keeping silent. The funny thing walking with Harry is I didn't feel like I needed to fill in the quiet. It felt natural to me and that scared me. I am obsessed with Harry, but not in the way you might think I am. Yes he is one dashing lad but I've never thought about him and me as an item. Never wished on it, since I never thought a day will come and he'll know who I am. Then the accident occurred but right after that I left.

We reach the cabin and Harry got a key out to unlock the door. We go in and I sit down on the sofa. After putting some lights on, harry sits next to me, handing over the piece of paper he sent me a photo of about an hour ago. I look at the paper for a long time, not saying a word.

"Let me help you Lizzie" He says finally.

"You can't" My voice is hoarse.

"You don't know that" He tells me, his voice too husky. It might be the cool air outside playing with our vocal cords.

His answer makes me break down. I am crying hard. Everything that I held inside these past few months, came flooding out.

Harry pulls me into him wrapping me in his strong arms, holding me close to his heart.
I can't remember the last time I was held that way. My emotion get the best of me, sending me to the pit of sorrows I was trying for so long to avoid.

"It'll be alright love" Harry murmurs into my ear stroking my hair. He holds me close as I cry and after, when the tears dry out and leave my insides empty and cold.

"I need to leave" I sit up and look around "I need to get away before it's too late"

"Slow down Liz.. Who is after you? Who is this letter from?" Harry is searching my face for answers his big green eyes drilling into mine. I am captured by his gaze not able to break it.
As I star into his eyes, my ears start to ring making it impossible to hear a thing he is saying.
I feel my head spine and the corners of my vision go blurry.

"Liz?" Harry shakes me. I snap out from whatever just happened. "What was that?" Harry is confused.

"I need to go" I say

"No. You can't run away again! Natalie needs you, don't walk out on her again! I won't let you"

I look at his face, at his dimples that barely show now that he's all serious. At his little beauty mark at the side of his jaw. What a looker he is… I shake my head one last time to keep me from back tracking from my plan to leave.

"You don't understand" I tell him.

"So make me" I don't know this boy sitting next to me. I know who he is. I've been watching him for years, and keeping tabs with the help of my sister, but I don't know him, and more important he doesn't know me. This needs to stay that way if I want to keep him safe.

"Harry please" I beg him

"What happen to you?" He asks me

"What?" This question catches me of guard.

"I remember you. You we're a sweet innocent girl. With those big blue eyes of yours missing nothing. You kept to yourself but you always seemed happy. You always smiled at the people you past on the street, helping your sister whenever she needed you. Even after the crash- You came to my room, I saw you. You thought I was sleeping but I wasn't. Once I was out of there I came looking for you but you left. What happen to you? You came back a different person" He searches my face as my eyes get wider with the realization that he knew who I was all along, noticing me just as much as I've noticed him.

"Different? I'm not that sweet and innocent girl you remember" I say

"You're still sweet, though you try so hard to hide it, and your eyes are haunted, you keep looking over your shoulder, tell me what is wrong" He says

I remember that talk with Natalie telling me Harry started looking out for the underdogs and misfits at school, not letting them get bullied anymore and since he is toned up from all the therapy he's been going to the so called bad boys of the town keep away. She said he looked out for the little kids most. I guess after losing his little sister it was bound to happen.
Maybe that's why he keeps looking out for Nat. Wasn't Amy the same age as her?

"You would look after Nat when I'm gone.. right? Keep an eye out for her?"
"Before we get to that you need to tell me what is going on" He says.
I can tell I won't be able to get away from answering this time, I will have to provide him with a good enough answer to make him let me go.

"When I was away I met some really bad people" I start.

"I figured that already.. Tell me something I don't know" He gives me a half smile. My heart rate goes up a notch, watching his face change from that little frown that was there from the moment we walked in to that half smile that makes girls fall to his feet.

"I don't understand how they found me. I used a different name, I made sure no photos of me are up, and no information is left to find. How did they follow me back to home? How did they find out about Natalie?" I am pacing round the room holding my head in hands.

"Who are these people?" Harry is watching me

"I don't really know, they don't have faces" That was the truth. I don't know who they are just what they are called- 'Company X' as if they came out of a Sci-Fi movie.

"If you never saw them how do you know they are after you?" Harry is not letting this go.

"You just said before, I keep looking over my shoulder, haunted look, who do you think mad me this fragile?"

"I believe you, I'm just trying to understand."

"Harry, I need to go, I can't stay here. It will only bring danger to my family and to you" I kneel by him putting my hands on his knees, looking up at him, begging.

"I can help you, I can protect you" He takes hold of my hands.

"You can't, you don't know what you're up against. You can't start to understand how much power they hold"

"Let me try! I'll prove you wrong"

"I can't take a chance on this! It's my sister we are talking about" My eyes tear up again. I so want Harry to help me. It feels good to have someone with me willing to help and hold my hand through the dark, but I can't. It is too dangerous.

"Lizzie. Look at me. Look deep into my eyes- I've lost my sister, I know how it feels. Do you really think I would let you lose yours? This is why I am willing to put myself in the middle of this, I won't another young girl find her death"

My heart skips a beat hearing this. He is here not because of me but Natalie. I push that little feeling of heart twist aside, putting my sister's well being first.

"How can you help me?" I ask him.

"I have friends that are really good at what they do" He smiles, relief in his eyes seeing me give in letting him help.

"Who are they?" I am not sure I can put my trust in more people.

"Tomorrow is a new day to start a war. It's late. Let me take you home, sleep in and when you wake, we'll start fighting back"

"Can I stay here for the night?" I feel safe here with Harry. I don't want to leave his side just yet.

"Yeah, sure" He gives me a small smile. He gets up and to bring some blankets to the couch. He spreads one over me.

He sits down next to me, picking my feet up and laying them across his lap.

"Aren't you going to sleep too?" I ask

"Not just yet, I need to make a phone call first" He says, phone in hand already.

"Liam my man" He says a smile once again is plastered on his face "I'm good, Yeah, sorry something came up.. I told Niall it wasn't a sure thing.." He listens to what his friend Liam had to say.

"I need your help.. No not know, what are your plans for tomorrow? So clear the day.. It might.. Thanks mate, tell the lot to do the same" Harry hangs up the call.

"Who is Liam?" I ask

"Someone who can help you" He say to me.

"How?" It's my turn to ask the questions now.

"Let's just say that he is extremely good with computers"

"Who are the 'lot'?"

"Some other guys that have unique talents that can help your situation"

I can tell he won't give me more information about them. Making me wait for tomorrow to meet them myself.

I nod and close my eyes. I might not be able to read Harry's mind but I can feel his gaze on me.

"I won't be able to sleep if you keep watching me" I tell him, eyes still closed

"You're a special girl" Harry whispers

If you only knew… I thought.
I can feel the sleep pull me in.

I am running fast trying to increase the distance between me and them. I can feel them closing in on me as my strength weakens. I feel a hand close on my shoulder.

"Liz! Lizzie" Harry is shaking me. My eyes twitch.

They are so close, I need to get away, if I can just get the man holding on to me let go.

"Lizzie, get up" Harry is holding on to both my shoulders shaking me harder.

"Now I've got you" The faceless man says.

"Let me go!" I scream, making him fly back from me.

I awake from the sound of the crash, sitting up startled. Harry is on the floor by the table. Two chairs are turned over.

"Do you want to tell me what was that?" his eyes are wide open at me "Or are you going to wave this off saying I imagined you pushing me back like this?"

"What?" I ask scared

"Liz, you made me fucking fly across the room without even touching me" Harry answers

Shit!

Notes

Is it time for Liz to tell Harry the whole truth? or is she better off keeping him out of it?