Love hurts (a Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 15

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Liam's POV:

We are all eating together in the McKancey. With we, I mean Clara's parents, Clara and I. I don't know but I don't feel comfortable with lying to Clara's parents. I'm sitting cramped at the table, in front of me my plate with the ordered hamburger and fries. I don't know why, but I'm not hungry anymore. Maybe we or better Clara should tell them the truth that Connor raped Clara. I slightly look over to Clara. She's sitting there, smiling at her parents, like everything is okay. I don't get it. How can she be like this. Like the whole drama was just a bad dream. I mean it's only days ago when she was abused. Now she's sitting here, smiling - AH and don't forget the fact she was out the whole night till afternoon. She's a very strong, beautiful and quiet girl. I've never saw her crying... Well only after our fight and after the night. God I will never forgive myself for being the reason for her tears and the Connor thing... It's all my fault! I get snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my name. What? Huh? What were they talking about. "Aren't you hungry Liam?" Tanja asks. I just shake my head and saw her gaze going back on Clara's face. Shit the make-up on Clara's face is fading. The bruises around her eye and nose is getting noticeable. How should tell her?...I try to kick her in the caves but I just hear a little mumble from Dan. I listen quietly to the little conversation between the family. "Well we have to tell you something." Clara's parents look at us. I take my glass of cola to take a sip. Clara's parents exchange a look and than Tanja opens her mouth: "We're staying for five weeks!" And that was the moment when I choked my coke. I sat there with a ashamed and shocked face. I managed to look over to Clara and saw the same reaction. If they're staying so long... How can she keep the secret? I mean she'll have to go to the police a few time, and maybe if the whole thing will be in the newspaper? She has to tell them. I know that Clara is thinking about the same, when our gaze meet....

Clara's POV:

No no no no! This is a bad joke! I'm trying here to keep the whole things from the past few days with everything I have. It's very hard, really hard! But now, they told me they would stay here ?! Oh god, how am I going to fix this? I can't do this for any longer, for five weeks. I'm going to faint. I can't tell them about anything. Not that I nearly got ran over by a car. Not that Liam and I were fighting. And especially not about Connor...... I shake my head to get my mind free. I glance to Liam, to ask him for help. I only saw that he spit out his drink. Our gaze meet each other, god I bet he's thinking about the same thing. I am lost. Why is this happening to me? A few days ago my life was perfect. Well without the thought that Connor wasn't giving me any attention. But everything was okay. Just one day, one day can change your life totally to the opposite. It started with the car accident. Harry! God there is another problem. I owe him a good amount of money, well better said Connor owes him. But he's in jail, or atleast hope so. The thought about Connor coming back, gives me a chill on the back. Liam's voice brings me back to the reality. "Mhm oh sorry. I just was overwhelmed by the thought of you guys are staying longer here!" He is trying to lie with a tomato red face. I can't help but smile at his cuteness. Without him, I couldn't be that strong as I am. No one can make me feel alright if I feel bad. Only Liam got this specialty, even if he doesn't know that. My parents burst out in laughter at Liam's affected unit. Thank god they haven't noticed anything yet. Not bad at all to have parents who aren't the best "detectives" and know exactly when her daughter lies! Once again my thoughts are going wild. Fuck fuck fuck.... I need to get home and talk to Harry. And I still need my stuff from our old apartement. I'm so thankful that Liam took the responsiliby for the flat. I think he already talked to the owner about moving out and everything. "Well... Could we please have the bill? I need to go and have to get some things from my old flat!" I look over to Liam "Liam could I maybe use your car to get my things?" "Sure! Should I drive you?" he asked with a cute smile on his face. "Nope... I'm alright really! So mom and dad is that okay for you if we leave now? You should also get some rest after this long journey!" I really need to talk to Harry so I just want to go, get my stuff and call Harry. "Sure honey we're tired anyway." My mom said.

They ordered the bill and we left the restaurant. As we walked out I said my goodbye to my parents and jogged around the corner to Liam's car. I took the keys from Liam's offering hand and give him a small smile. I jumped in his black Mini and started the engine.

As I drive in to the driveway of my old flat I see a.... A BLACK RANGE ROVER?

I'm walking towards my old flat, as I'm coming near the door I see him standing there. Even his back looks gorgeous. I think he's kind of nervous, because he's walking up and down the hallway. I think he heard my footsteps because he turned around and stared directly in my direction. "God Clara! You don't know how scared I was! Why the fuck have you screamed?" He's angry. I can see it. His face is red and the veins are popping out. His muscles are all tensed but his gaze is the worst. If it could kill, I would be dead now. "I'm sorry." was all I could bring out. My breath is taken away, I don't know why, but I feel dizzy. I can see him relax a bit but he still isn't confortable, I can tell. "Well should we go inside and you'll tell me everything? With Connor, Niall the scream?" WAIT WHAT? Niall, why does he want to know about Niall and me? Maybe he cares about me?Maybe he likes me at least a bit? Clara stop! Harry isn't interested in you he showed it last night he doesn't care if you date Niall. Doesn't he? He doesn't! I need to clear my thoughts. "Clara ?" his face looks worried now. "Mhm yeah sure... let me just... mhm" I grab the key and open the door. I enter the living room, Harry right behind me. "So tell me everything!" he says.

I told him about everything. Niall, my parents, the phone call and Connor and that night. In that moment my face was already tearstreamed. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't stay strong anymore. I watched Harrys face expression the whole time. It went from worried when I told him about my parents, to I'm not really sure but jealousy about Niall and me, and angry, worried, sad and guilty when I told him about Connor and the night.

I'm still crying but now I'm in Harrys strong arms. His fingers rubbing small circles on my back as I destroy his white t-shirt. "I'm so sorry." I say once again. He takes his hands away from my back and bring them up to my chin to lift it up. "You are sorry? Sorry for what? I am sorry. I am sorry for leaving you this evening I should have stayed. Sorry for acting like shit yesterday. Sorry for everything!" But there's always something what has to destroy a perfect moment. That's when Harrys phone starts vibrating.

He looks down at the display. "Give me a second!" and there he goes. I watch him walk out of the apartement. I take the chance to pack my stuff I wanted to get before I go back to Liam's place.

Harrys POV:

"Hello?" I know exactly who it is. My boss. "Hi Harry! I need you to get to my office. Now! We have to talk!" and with that last word my boss disconected the call. Oh my goch, totally forget about that. My boss is here again! SHIT, I need to go or my boss will be fucking angry! I'm walking back to the flat, to Clara.

"Clara I'm sorry but I need to go!" I half scream trough the flat because she isn't on the couch anymor. With my words I grab my jacket that I laid down on the couch and jog out of the building directly to my car. If my boss wants something he better get it or something bad will happen and I don't want to figure out the bad things he can do to destroy a life.