“STOP!” Screamed Luanna.

Niall continued dragging Harry’s week body by the hair from the tiny dark room he was locked away in and up the stairs to the lounge room at the front of the house. Harry’s body already ached, pins and needles filled his legs from being cramped up. His hair being ripped by his scalp from Niall, creating carpet burns on his body from the dragging.

Luanna tried to jump in and defend Harry, but Niall was so mad that with one slight push Lua was knocked to the ground over and over again.

“Niall please stop!” They finally reached the kitchen. Niall paused and threw Harry onto the wooden floor like a ragdoll.

“Stop!” He turned to face Luanna. Marching to her tired body trying to stand strong, he was inches away from her face their lips almost touching. “I left you for one fucking minute.” He whispered so clearly, the harshness of his tone sent shivers down Luanna’s spine. She was absolutely terrified of this boy now. He didn’t even have to shout at her for her to tremble in fear. She couldn’t move. Frozen still like a statue, her breathing heavy as tears rushed down her eyes.

Harry stayed lying down, the coolness of the wooden floors soothing his bruises, cuts and now carpet burn. He was fragile unable to help his girlfriend.

“Please Niall,” Luanna tried to make out of her sobs. “I will stay here with you, I promise. We can be-“She paused. “We can be together forever, just as long as you let him go.”

“Forever?” Niall’s voice softened.

“Forever.”

Niall turned to see Harry standing behind him, his long lanky knees trembling under him. His lips pursed tight, one of his right hands leaning against the bench top and the other hand gripped around a sharp sterling knife. Niall chuckled.

“Look at you, you piss-weak… You really think you going to fucking hurt me and take my Lua? Because if that’s what you’re thinking, it’s a fucking joke!”

“You can have her…” Harry weakly let out.

“What?”

“What!” Lua screeched.

“I don’t want her. I was going to dump her anyway. Let me go and you can do whatever the fuck you want with her.”

“What?” Luna’s throat closed up and the walls in the kitchen felt like they were closing in. too. She couldn’t breathe and her legs were falling weak. Everything was spinning around her and the voices that were now loud started to drown slowly out before it was completely silent. Her body collapsed to the ground, Niall’s arm wrapped around hers as she laid on the floor unconscious.

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LUANNA P.O.V

Is it so small, a thing to have enjoyed? The sun, to have lived light in the spring, to be loved, to have filled with exultant thoughts, to have done what my dreams intended me to do? Dreams are terrifying, even the best of dreams will taunt us with thoughts everyday reminding us of what can, could and never happen.

Maybe when the peace and quiet is over I will awake to see the sun gleaming above me, the man I love grasping my hand as I lay in a field of glorious green grass. His glimmering green eyes staring back at me, as he blinks the green slowly turns to an icy blue. The green grass slowly turns to brown dirt and the sun slowly disappears. I can no longer feel my hands and my lungs struggle to breathe. As dirt fills my throat, I can’t move but I want to dig. My mind keeps scrolling through the faces of people that I love. The last face stays in my head unable to switch. His icy blue eyes still staring at me. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. “I CAN’T BREATHE!”

I jumped on the bed, sitting straight up, letting the sweat drip down from my neck to the bottom of my spine. My breaths staggered and I’m shaking uncontrollably. Someone rushed to my side wrapping their arms around me tightly rocking me back and forth, slowly caressing my hair that is dripping with sweat. Maybe this was all over. Maybe it was just a bad dream.

But I opened my eyes and all my senses came back, the smell of his cologne, the feel of his soft and warm hugs and the rasp of his whispers telling me that it’s okay and I should calm down. It wasn’t over. It wasn’t over.

“Harry,” I sobbed.

Niall pulled me out of his embrace, tilting my head up to see his with his two fingers under my chin. His eyes were somehow warmer than when I remembered. “Lua, honey. He left.”

There was a long pause as I tried to comprehend what had happened.

“Did you...”

“No. He’s not a threat so I let him go.” He placed small kisses on my forehead. “I’m going to go get something to eat for you. Three days asleep, your probably starving.” Niall smiled before skipping out of the room.

Three days. I’ve been asleep three days. I looked around the room and it was completely unfamiliar. It wasn’t Niall’s room, or anybody else’s room in his house. I pulled myself to the window behind the bed. No other houses were outside the window, just large trees that never ended.

I sat back on the bed and pulled my knees up to my chest, as the sobs let out again. Harry left me here. He didn’t even care. He left me here. He left.

Notes

What do you guys thing?

Should I do more 'POV'?