Finding Yourself

chapter 55

I woke up in my bed, alone. My birthday banners were gone. The canvas of me and Hannah was gone. It was still pretty dark outside and my house was silent. I stepped out of bed and walked to the top of the stairs.

"Zayn?" I called. "Harry?"

No one answered me and then I saw the bathroom light switch on.

"Harry?"

I pushed open the door but it wasn't Harry. I stepped back when I saw the face staring back at me.

"Jack?" I breathed. "You're not allowed near me. Where's Harry? Why are you here?"

I panicked and moved further and further away.

"Babe, what's wrong? Did I wake you?" He said with a confused expression plastered on his face.

"Where's Harry?" I said again.

"Er, I don't know who you're talking about Mel. You should go back to bed." He said, stepping towards me.

Why is he acting like this? Of course he knows who Harry is, he hates him. His eyebrows were raised and his arms were open, waiting for me to step into them.

"Don't touch me!" I said, moving fast. "You tried to kill me! You killed Hannah!"

"I would never hurt you! Or Hannah! Hannah's at home, asleep. You should be asleep too. C'mon, lets go back to bed." He said, running his fingers through his hair.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" I shouted. "Look what you did to me!"

I pointed to where the shiny pink scar was but when I looked down, it was gone. Not a single trace of the scar was on my arm, not even a mark. I rubbed my arm and searched for it.

"It's gone." I panicked. "It was here, you shot me."

"You've had a bad dream Mel, it's okay. C'mon, let go back to bed. It's okay."

"I swear if you've hurt Harry, I'll kill you, do you hear me? I love him Jack, not you! Why don't you understand that? I want to see him, please, let me see him."

I began to cry a little bit and Jack frowned at me.

"I don't know who he is Mel and I don't know what's wrong with you but you need to go back to bed." He shook his head and walked into my bedroom.

"Don't!" I hissed. "I need you to leave. I need you to get out. I need to find Harry again."

I grabbed my phone and searched for Harrys number but it wasn't in my contacts anymore.

I pulled Jack downstairs with me and grabbed our keys. I threw his keys at him and unlocked the door.

"Out." I said pointing towards the door. "Now!"

"What the fuck is going on?!" He said rubbing his temples.

I pushed him out of the door and stepped outside with him. I made sure my door was locked before climbing into my car, driving away from the twisted fuck outside my house.

I drove to Harrys house, angry and scared. He had to be okay. He would hold me tight and keep Jack from hurting me again. I looked down at my arm and the scar was still invisible.

I pulled up outside his house and ran to his door, banging hard.

Louis answered the door in his boxers, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Do you know what the fucking time is miss?" He mumbled.

"Louis I'm really sorry but-"

"How do you know my name?" He said with his arms crossed. "Have we met?"

"What are you talking about? Where's Harry?"

"If I've slept with you and can't remember you, I'm real sorry but now just isn't the right time."

"We haven't slept together." I scowled. "I'm Harrys girlfriend. Louis, I'm Mel. You know me." I sighed. "You know me."

He stared at me like I had grown another head. He looked down to the floor and I followed his gaze to a pair of red heels on the floor. Please god no.

"Harry already has a girlfriend... and it isn't you love. You're gunna have to leave." He said, closing the door as he spoke.

"Louis wait!" I called. "What's his girlfriends name? Is it Chelsea? You hate her don't you? She leans on Harry far to much. She wants his money and all his nice things. She's a whore and Niall hates her too! Right?!"

Louis stared at me with wide eyes and his mouth slightly open.

"How do you know all that?"

"Because you told me, when Harry went to Ireland. I was the best thing that ever happened to him." I said quietly.

"I don't know who you are but you're freaking me out. I have to go."

He shook his head and slammed the door. What the fuck was happening? The only person to recognise my existence was Jack; the one boy I wanted to forget me, wouldn't. I feel trapped in my own mind. Trapped between what's real and what's not. I laced my fingers through my hair and my head began to spin.

"Scream Mel, let it all out." I heard someone whisper.

I held my breath and turned my head. Hannahs soft eyes were staring back at me. Her hair was loose and she had a white bandage on her stomach.

"I'm right here Mel, I've always been right here. Scream. Let it go. Scream Mel, Scream!"

I opened my mouth and screamed loud, I couldn't stop. I pulled harder at my hair until I felt someone grab my hands.

"Wake up Melanie!" Harry said shaking my arms. "It's okay baby, It's okay."

My eyes shot open and I untangled my hands from my hair. I was breathing heavy and I had tears rolling from my eyes.

The banners were back and so was the canvas of me and Hannah. I turned my head and Harry was looking over me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close.

"It was just a dream baby." He soothed. "You're okay. I'm here now."

"I woke up and you wasn't here. Jack was and I was asking for you but he said he didn't know who you was and I went to show him my scar but it was gone and I came to your house to find you but Louis didn't know who I was and you was with Chelsea. Hannah was beside me and she told me to scream so I did." My words were rushed and still felt panicked.

He hugged me tighter and kissed my head. "Hannah was trying to wake you up. She's still protecting you." He said rubbing my back. "And I'm not going anywhere."

I inhaled his scent from his bare skin and relaxed again. He wiped the tears from my face and laid back down, swallowing me into his chest.

"If you want to get away from here for a while, we can go to Ireland tomorrow. We can go and see my mum. She keeps asking when she can meet you." Harry said quietly.

I thought about it for a moment and nodded. "I'd like that." I whispered.

I had nothing to lose. I wasn't really bothered about getting away but maybe it will do me some good? As long as I was with Harry, I would be okay.

"Good." Harry smiled. "Now try and get some more sleep. I won't let go of you." He said lacing his fingers in mine.

I closed my eyes and drifted away to the sound of Harrys light snoring.

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