Back: Part 1
I bit my lip looking at the clock. 9pm. Where was Harry? He had been out for almost 4 hours! He was probably lost of something. Why would he go for a walk he has no idea where anything is and obviously he would get lost! I was sitting curled up on the couch playing with my hands. Harry had mainly been in his room for the past few days, Ever since that awkward encounter between a soaking wet, almost naked me and a shirtless him. I didnt think it had really effected him that much, it was just something we could laugh off, right? Maybe I was wrong.
"Bella?" Liam's voice snapped me back into reality. So far, El and Dani had been staying at either hotel or at my apartment, today they were at the hotel and were still unaware of Harry being MIA.
"The boys and I are going to go looking for Harry, but you stay here in case he comes back." I shook my head quickly.
"No way I know this city way better than all of you put together." I protested.
"I have GPS on my phone. I promise we'll text you as soon as we know anything. And there's nothing to worry about he's probably just sitting at some park wondering where he is." I took a shaky breath and hesitantly nodded my head. Sydney was a safe place. I trust this city. At least I used to. The boys walked out the door and I my phone rang. I jumped up hoping it would be Harry but it wasn't.
"Hey babe, you doing ok," Eliza's concerned voice rang through the phone. I sighed.
"Yea I guess. I just can't help but feel its my fault. I should have stopped him from going on a walk I knew he would get lost but I just let him leave-" I was about to ramble and Eliza sensed it.
"Bella Hailie Ramos. Calm down, Harry will be fine. He's just an idiot who got lost and before you know it you'll be scolding him for thinking he could just roam the streets of Sydney with no experience." She tried to joke with me but it wasn't really working.
"Ok," I said softly. I heard Eliza sigh through the phone.
"Sweetie Luke wants to talk to you," I heard rustling hen Luke's voice.
"Hey Bella. I know your worried but he will be fine, he'll be back before you know it." Luke tried to reassure me.
"Do you want us to come over," he asked.
"No it's ok. Thanks though. I gotta go I'm gonna call Liam and see where they are to make sure they aren't lost too. Bye,"
"Bye Bella." I hung up. I was about to call Liam when my phone rang again. I froze and dropped the phone. I quickly picked it up and declined the call. It rung again. I hung up again. I could feel my heart rate getting quicker by the second and tears were already flowing down my cheeks freely. The phone kept ringing, I kept declining. I couldn't answer. I wouldn't answer.
"This is useless we have no idea where he is and if we don't go back soon we are going to get lost too." Right as Niall said this my phone rang. I answered immediately.
"Harold Edward Styles where the fuck have you been?!"
"Mate I told you I just went for a walk. Sorry I didn't answer your calls my phone was on silent." I felt my fists ball up at how calm he was.
"Do you know how worried we all were! Do you know how fucking scared Bella was! You just left the apartment and 4 hours later you still weren't back and you weren't answering your phone! Bella hadn't moved for two hours she just sat on the couch trying to call you. Harry what the actual fuck you dickhead!" I was yelling by the end. I heard him take a deep breath.
"Liam I know your mad and Im sorry and tell Bella I'm really sorry too. I'm on my way back now ill be home in a half hour. I'm sorry can we just work this out when I get back." With that he hung up. I pulled the phone away from my ear. The others were all looking at me waiting.
"He's on his way home he'll be back in half an hour." They all sighed with relief and we started heading back to the apartment. The walk home was silent, and the elevator ride seemed even more silent, despite the stupid music playing softly. We headed towards the apartment door when we heard yelling. Bella yelling more specifically. I assumed she was on the phone as I couldn't hear any other voices. We rushed towards the door and heard the last part of the phone call.
"Fuck off and stay the hell way from me you asshole!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. We opened the door as she pulled the phone away from her ear and hung up. Her cheeks were tear stained and her eyes were red with tears pouring out of them. She dropped the phone and brought her hand up to her mouth, sobbing. I watched as she shrunk down to the floor, and I rushed over to her, quick to pull her into a hug. I sat with her on the floor. My arms around her protectively, and her head buried in my chest . She was shaking uncontrollably and I could feel her tears soaking my top. But I didn't care, all I cared about right now was Bella. Who had she been on the phone to? What had they said? Why was it affecting her so badly. Was it a family member? An old friend. I sat with her hugging her tightly for about 20 minutes. She didnt calm down at all. The others were sitting around us.
"Bella," I whispered gently into her ear so no one else could hear. "Who was on the phone," I needed to know. I had I feeling I already knew. I needed to know I was wrong. I felt her try to steady her breathing and completely fail. She moved her head an inch so she could talk. She mumbled a name so quietly I was barley able to hear it. But I knew what she had said clear as day. I pulled her even closer to me while she continued to sob. The boys faces grew even more worried by the second. Right at that moment Harry burst in to the room saying something but froze as soon as he saw Bella. Rage, confusion, sadness, shock and a million other emotions flashed across his face. He ran over to us, leaving the door open, and took over my place, pulling Bella close into his arms rocking back and forth as she continued to cry. I saw tears start to form in his eyes, like they had in all of ours. He looked at us with utter rage.
"What the fuck happened? Why didn't someone call me!" He whisper yelled. Niall quickly filled him in on what we knew.
"We would have called but we were a little pre-occupied" my words were dripping with venom and I knew it. But I didn't care. If it wernt for Harry we would have all been home when Bella got that phone call. I could have stopped her from answering it. After a few hours Bella wasn't sobbing any more but i knew she was still crying. Harry was still holding her as if his life depended on it and Bella had made no sign that she was planing on moving any time soon. Harry softly spoke in Bellas ear.
"I'm gonna take you to your room so you can lie down. Ok?" Bella nodded. Harry picked her up bridal style, Bella not taking her head out of his chest, and he carried her into her room. He laid down with a Bella on her bed, never letting go of her, and held her close to her like he had before, only now they were lyng down. He motioned for us to pull the blankets over her and we did. Well, I didnt, I couldn't bring myself to do something Harry had asked for. So instead I watched. I watched for hours as Bella fell asleep in Harry's arms. And as Harry continually rubbed Bellas back and stayed lying in that same position for hours. Then I left. I needed to make a phone call. A very important one. And I couldn't do it in front of Harry. This was his fault. He shouldn't have left. Then she wouldn't have answered. She wouldn't have talked to Ky.
O___o ky called Bella. That can't be good.
back part 1 and 2 are shorter than my normal chapters. That's why I'm posting them both at the same time. Will post 'Back part 2' in a minute.
Do you think Liam should be blaming Harry?