I'm Broken but I'm fine

Part 17

"Are you okay? What happened?" Zayn questions as he kneels down beside Harry.

"School" I say croakily.

"Come on, let's get you inside and cleaned up" Niall says.

I'm helped off the ground and I'm led inside to the lounge room.

Zayn brings a bowl of warm water and a washer in and Liam calls Andy. Harry sits me down next to him while Zayn kneels down in front of me, he gets to cleaning the blood off my face.

"How badly did they hurt you kid?" Zayn asks quietly.

I look him in the eyes.

"Not as bad as Stinger" I respond.

"You know how dangerous it was to leave school and come to London alone Lou" Niall says from beside me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't.....I just.....I needed you guys.....I needed Harry, I couldn't take it anymore and my body hurts and..." I croak out.

"Shhhhhh, it's okay, I know. I understand I just want you safe Lou, we all do. I'm glad you came to us" Niall says comforting me.

"Our mums know you skipped school, the principle called them, they figured you had done a runner" Harry tells me.

"I don't care, not like they really do anyway" I shrug.

"Let's let them stew on it for a while hey, call them in about an hour" Harry smiles trying to lighten the mood.

I giggle and nod.

Once My face is clean Harry leads me to his bedroom and goes to get some sweats and a T-shirt for me. He comes back dressed in his sweats and no shirt and starts undressing me.

"I like your hair like this" Harry says as he winds his hands through my now brown hair.

"Thank you, I felt like a change I guess" I shrug slightly.

"Well, it suits you, I remember you like this" he says quietly.

Harry goes back to undressing me, he starts lifting up my now blood stained white shirt.

"I love that you stole my shirt, I've been looking for it and I realised you must have taken it" Harry tells me as the shirt comes over my head.

I blush like mad.

My torso is black and blue and Harry gasps when he sees it.

"Andy needs to check you out again, Liam said he will be here in a few hours" Harry tells me as he assess the damage himself. I nod.

Harry takes my jeans down and I'm left in my boxers.

"God I've missed you" Harry tells me as he leans in and kisses me senseless.

I whimper into his lips, I've missed his touch and his smell and no matter how many times I imagined his arms around me, it never compared to what his warm embrace actually feels like. I never want him to let me go.

Harry pulls back and traces my lips with his thumb, he smiles and grabs the shirt and sweatpants off the ground and puts them on me. He sighs when the pants fall off and the shirt hangs over my collarbones. He doesn't say anything, instead he fold my pants over so they stay up and he leads me downstairs grabbing the blanket off the bed as he does. We get to the couch and he sits down first and opens his legs for me I crawl carefully in between his legs and my back rests against his chest. My breathing picks up because it hurts so badly when I move.

"Shhhhhh, I've got you, it's okay, relax" Harry tells me gently.

I relax as best as I can and Harry holds me to him, he pulls the blanket over us both and I relax in his arms.