TORN - l.t / h.s / z.m

43 || Blurred Lights, Late Nights

LOUIS' POV

Everything is such a blur. How could I have just let her leave like that? God knows where she is right now. I quickly hit Harry up on speed dial from my phone. The sound of the car's bluetooth chimes and the call goes through.

'Calling, Haz' it speaks.

*brrrrrp brrrrrp*

*brrrrrp brrrrrp*

"COME ON DAMMIT!" I shout, my hand crashes with steering wheel as I let it all out in frustation. My anger causes the horn to sound and I am suddenly brought back to reality when I hear Harry's voice.

"Hey bud, what's up?" he speaks quietly and the sound of his husky voice seems to sooth me a little.

"Is Han with you man?" I ask, desperate to find out where my baby is.

"No man. Why? Has something happened?"

I breath out heavily, "We got into a stupid fucking fight and I let her leave. I have no idea where she is man."

"Oh, Lou. Shit man. How bad was it?"

"Real bad, Haz. Please try calling her, she'll pick up if you ring."

"Okay bud. I'll keep you posted, she won't have gone too far, it 's nearly midnight."

"Let's hope so." I end the call and sigh out loudly as if I want someone to hear me; someone to feel the pain I am going through, but no one is around.

I find myself speeding down a road that I don't even know the name of. Everything is unfamiliar and I am just praying to the Gods that My Hanna is safe.

HANNA'S POV

"Yes? Harry? Hello?" I sniff. I turn my phone onto speaker mode as I pick up the call from Harry. He seems worried.

"What's going on, Han? Where are you?" He asks,

"I don't know Harry. Please come find me." I cry.

"Princess, please don't cry. What street are you on, I'm in the car right now." I hear Harry click in his seatbelt which reminds me to put on mine. I was in such a rush to get a away from Lou that I didn't have time to worry about my safety - I just wanted to get out of that apartment.

"I think I'm on Charleston, Harry... I, it's dark."

"Okay, um. Listen carefully now, Han, have you been following like a, a really high, stone-grey wall? Has it been on your left, Han?"

"What? Um yeah I think so. I've stopped the car and I'm parked alongside a stone wall, yes."

"Great, I know where you are. I'm coming. I'll be fifteen minutes, okay? Just stay where you are. Do you need anything?"

"No I'm fine. Harry? Please hurry."

"You got it angel. I'm on my way."

With that he puts the phone down and I literally sink into my seat. I place my head down on the steering wheel for what only seems like a minute...

* * *

"Hillie?" I hear a familiar sound breathe. He chuckles a little and his warm hand caresses the top of my head. "Are you alright?"

"Harry." I whisper. Falling into his embrace, I burry myself into his chest.

"What happened, Han? Lou is so worried. I'm worried!" I let myself out of his arms and turn to face him. His green eyes follow my face and he reaches with his thumb to wipe a tear that rolls down my cheek. He is chewing spearmint gum and the intense smell of his breath is comforting.

"I had to get out of there, Harry. I couldn't be near him any longer." I confessed.

"What do you mean?" Harry asks me, a look of utter concern taking over his face, "Did he do something to you? Did he touch you?" He starts to inspect my body, looking for marks and bruises.

"No, no he would never. I, I..." Another wave of sobs and tears explode from my face and Harry wraps his arms around me.

"Harry what am I going to do?" I sniff. He hands me a tissue from his coat pocket.

"I don't know yet, Hillie. But we'll sort it out, I promise. You're not alone, okay? I'm taking you back to my place."

"No, you can't. Louis will come."

"No, he won't. I'll ring him now."

I frown at him, but he gives me one of his famous looks in return.

"I need to call him, Han. He's going nuts. Just let me let him know that your okay. I'll tell him to keep his distance for a few days, alright?" *GIF*>>>

I nod. Harry kisses the top of my head walks out from the car.

He is on his phone immediately and he looks at me through the windscreen. I see him waving his hand about in a talkative matter as if he's actually talking to Louis in person. I can't help but smile at how kind and caring Harry is.

LOUIS' POV

"But is she okay, though?" I ask Harry through the phone.

"Yeah, man, she just needs some time to think and calm down. Give it a few days, okay? Please don't come over, she just needs to be alone right now."

I can't even begin to belive what I'm hearing from him, "But you're with her." I spit.

"Yeah, and if I wasn't with her mate she'd be God knows where right now. Now just get some rest man. I'll call you in the morning."

I sigh. Harry is right. Totally right. I owe him big time.

"Okay. Thanks man. And I'm sorry."

"Don't be silly." He tells me.

"Just, just tell her that I love her, okay?"

HARRY'S POV

"Just, just tell her that I love her, okay?"

There's a slient pause as I try to comprehend what Louis has asked me to do.

"Haz?" He squeaks,

"...yeah man,"

"Tell her I love her,"

"Yep..." I look back over at Hanna again, "Sure thing bud."

But I'm lying. I can't bring myself to tell Hanna this.