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Beth's POV:

We drive for about three hours before we get to London. For most of the drive Harry was on the phone talking to his guys and making sure everyone got out of the party safe. I think he was talking to Liam about speaking with the police after some kid at the party called. Liam said that he had it all sorted out.

For the rest of the drive, barely a word was spoken between us.

Harry pulls into a parking lot of a motel and we get out of the car. I barely notice the pain in my feet coming from my shoes, or that I even still have this dress on. All my make up is smeared.

We walk into the motel to find an old lady sitting behind the desk.

"One room please." Harry says. She looks at us up and down, I would too. I look like a disaster and Harry, well he's Harry.

"Okay," She says. "Room 214." She hands Harry the key and he pays her.

"Thanks." Harry says and we start walking towards the room. When we get inside there is one bed, a TV, a crappy looking bathroom, and gross white carpet.

"Lovely." Harry says and sits down on the bed. I sit down next to him.

"Why are you going through all of this trouble for me Harry?" I ask him.

"Because that's what friends are for." When he says friends it aches in my chest. "I care about you Beth, you're one of the only people who doesn't treat me like I’m such a bad kid, and I like that." He says. I smile.

"Thank you, Harry. I think you may have saved my life tonight." I laugh as the truth comes out of my mouth.

He smiles. "I'm going to go get in the shower." I stand up.

"Okay, hey do you want me to go get a t-shirt from my car? I'm guessing you won't be sleeping in that." He says eyeing my body.

"Yeah, thanks." I smile. I go to the bathroom and try to get all the make up off my face. Once I have partially succeeded I get into the shower. Shit. I should text Addie. She's probably freaking out. I haven't checked my phone since before the fight. I try to relax. I wash my hair with the cheap shampoo and get out. I realize that Harry has his shirt outside the bathroom. I put a towel around my body, take a deep breath, and walk out. I see Harry with his back turned to me, he's talking on the phone.

"Just make sure nothing else happens. Make sure everyone is safe. Make sure no one else gets hurt. Keep an eye on her mum too. I have to keep her far away from Tate, because if he gets her I don't even know what he'll do. Okay, be careful. Bye." Harry says to the person on the phone and turns around.

"Hey." He says eyeing my body once more.

"I just need the shirt." I say watching him stare at me. I don't see what the big deal is. I have decent size boobs but besides that, there isn't much to look at.

"Oh. Um yeah. Here." He says handing me the shirt from his hands.

"Thanks." I say and walk back into the bathroom.

I'm terrified. Not of Harry but of what will happen to me if Tate or whatever his name is ever gets me. I put on the shirt and look at myself in the mirror. The shirt stops a little below my butt and is loose around my neck. I let my hair air dry and walk out of the bathroom once more.

Harry is making a bed on the floor.

"Harry you don't have to sleep on the floor." I say putting the pillow back on the bed.

"Are you sure?" I guess? I mean Harry and I are just friends what's the big deal.

"We're just friends right?" He nods. "It doesn't matter then." I say and grab my phone from on top of my dress and get in bed.

I have seventeen missed calls and sixty-four texts from Addie.

Mostly saying:
"WHERE ARE YOU?"
"ARE YOU OKAY?"
"ARE YOU AT HOME?"
"NO YOU'RE NOT AT HOME I JUST CHECKED"
"CALL ME!"

I dial her number and wait for her to answer. Harry looks at me confused.

"Addie." I mouth to him and he nods.

"BETHY!" She answers.

"Hey." I say.

"Where are you? I looked for you everywhere! Are you with that one Tate guy? Is he hurting you? Are-" I interrupt her.

"Addie I'm fine. You have nothing to worry about really. Are you okay?"

"Actually," She giggles. "I kind of went home with Niall after everyone left he helped me look for you, and when we couldn't find you we started talking and now we're at his place. Speaking of, WHERE ARE YOU?" She screams.

"London." I say.

"What the hell! Why?" She says loudly through the phone.

"Long story. I'll tell you later. I'm really tired." I look at the clock. It's almost 4 am. "Goodnight Addie, love you." I say.

"I love you, too." She says and hangs up the phone.

I turn to Harry who's looking out the window.

"I'm going to go to sleep." I say.

"Okay. I'm going to stay up for a little while longer. I'm not really tired." He says.

"Okay, goodnight." I say and close my eyes.

"Goodnight." He whispers just loud enough so I can hear him.

I don’t know how I am able to sleep right now. A boy I have never met in my life told me that he is probably going to kill me and now I’m sleeping in a gross motel room with Harry.

What the hell happened to my simple life?

Harry's POV:

By the time it's 4:05 Beth is fast asleep. I can't believe I did what I did tonight. Got her out of there. I would've never done that for Sky.

I watch her for a little bit. I study her face. She does't give herself enough credit on how beautiful she is. She flutters her eyes and then squeezes them shut. Over and over again. I decide I should probably go to bed.

Liam told me on the phone that Tate and Colton got away but they weren't staying in town. Tate knows that Beth left with me so her mum is safe at home, but Beth isn't so safe with me. I can deal with Tate and Colton by myself, just not their whole gang. We can stay in London until it's safe, but I need to keep it safe for her.

I take off my shoes, shirt, and pants and get into bed next to Beth. I try to stay far away from her because I know she will be uncomfortable with it.

"Goodnight Beth." I whisper and close my eyes.

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