Through the Pain

Isadora's POV

"A long time..." Louis trails his words out and turns his attention to the marble floor.

I look to Liam who clearly couldnt take his eyes off my face. In that moment I have forgotten everything. My kidnapping, exscaping, the boys taking me in, Liam being so nice, then lying to me, and his crazy girlfriend attacking me, and even for a second forgotten I just woke in what appears to appears a hospital room. Rage and sadness fills my mood. It all came back to me, realization took over as I looked at Liams face who was looking back at mine. He betrayed me. I trusted him, he broke that trust. My gaze flew to the bed sheets that covered my lap. At the corner of my eye I see Liam attempt to grab my arm. I moved it away from his reach. "Liam, get out." I have an expression of seriousness on me. I didnt have an attitude, I spoke firmly. He frowned instantly he looked hurt. I didnt care, he doesnt know the meaning of hurt. "Isadora please-" i cut him off. "Get out." I narrowed my eyes at him. He was about to refuse once again but Zayne took his arm and pulled him towards him. "Come on mate, you can talk later." Zayne whispered into his ear but everyone could still hear, Zayne tugged him to the door. I wanted to yell and protest about him saying he can talk to me later, but I didnt have the strength so I let him believe it. "Later." Liam nodded his head at me with pleading eyes. I just shook my head and looked at my sheets once again. I wasn't looking at Liam but I already knew what his facial expression held. With that I hear the door shut. I look up. Liam and Zayne were gone. "Harry.." I smiled at him weakly. His eyes widened while pulling a chair up to my hospital bed and taking my hand in support. "Yes, love?" He tried to smile back but it was a fail. "How long, Harry?" He frowned. What was wrong? I couldn't have been out for that long! Maybe a day or two. "How long what?" He tried to act confused but he knew exactly what I was talking about. I rolled my eyes. I gave up, but they will have to tell me sooner or later. Being stubborn I pulled me hand away from Harry's grip and crossed my arms. I turn my eyes to where Niall and Louis were standing. Expressions of concern were looking at me. I sighed. I hated seeing them sad. I have no reason to be mad at them. Only Liam. "Fine." I huffed then continued. "Don't tell me now, but promise you will later?" I asked them all. "Ofcourse." Niall spoke. "Just answer one question, right now for me." I said to Louis who nodded hesitantly in agreement. "Why does my body hurt all over?" I groan at the sharp pain that rang as I shifted in position. "Oh, you have broken ribs, love." Harry mummbled. My eyes widened. Broken ribs!?! "Harry where's a mirror!?" I anxiously say. Niall ran to the corner and pulled a hand held mirror from a drawr. He handed it too me quickly as I placed in front of my face. I gasped loudly, tears forming in my eyes. I have blue and purple bruises placed across my face. A busted lip and A cut on my eyebrow. I let the tears flow down my cheeks, knowing if I wiped them it would mean pain if I touched the fragile bruises. My hair was a mess! I looked terrible. "Im awful looking." I sobbed giving the mirror to Louis. I felt a hand on my shoulder and A kiss bring placed on my cheek. "Your always beautiful!" Harry exclaimed after giving me the kiss. I looked at him and sniffled. I couldn't find the words to speak so I closed my eyes and relaxed back in the bed. My tears dried. I could feel someone take my hand again, but it wasn't Harry... I knew Harry's touch. I peeked my eyes open. A set of blue puffy eyes were looking at me. It was Niall.. He smiled at me and I closed my eyes once again.

I couldn't sleep! How could I not asleep! I was staring at the sparkling stars in the night sky through my near window. The room was tinted but the moon gave it enough light to parshley see everything and everyone. Day has passed and its cearly night. I tried to tell them to go home like a million times but they stubbornly refused. Niall is passed out in the chair next to my bed. Zayne is resting his head on Louis's shoulder as they both soundly sleep on the chairs across the room. Liam isn't in the room, I still didnt allow him to be near me, so Zayne told me he's sleep outside the door... Which is weird they even allowed that. While Harry is holding my hand as he sleeps with his upper body resting of the side of my bed and his head laying on my left thigh. I smiled as I looked at him, he was so sweet for the rest of that day.. He sat with me and watched tv even though there was no good shows at all... Now that I think he never left my side that whole day.. I felt selfish. I couldn't help but brush my hand upon his curly brown hair. I ran my fingers through it gently, still smiling. I looked at his closed eyes and his closed lips. He looked peaceful. I soothingly stoked his hair, pulling it sweetly back. "Mmmhh." I giggled a little as Harry hummed in his sleep from my touch. "That feels good." He mummbled while slowly opening his eyes at me. "Your awake?" I confusingly whisper. He smiled. "I never went to sleep, love." He spofly spoke, still in his resting position. "Me either.." I said back, while running my fingers through his hair again. His eyes closed for a moment in appreciation for my action. They opened again and I could see the reflection on the moon hitting his perfectly green eyes. "Why haven't you?" I questioned in a whisper. His eyes locked with mine. "Nerves.. I guess." He spoke.
"About me, Harry?" I asked calmly.
He nodded his head and tightened the grip on my hand. "I worry so much.." water suddenly filled his green eyes.

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