I sat with them for at least an hour before they woke up, and I didn't even notice.

"Ow..." Harry was slowly getting up, putting his hands on his head. I was curled up in a little ball, staring at the wall. Riggedy riggedy white
Come and spend the night
We'll play some games
Some wild some tame
Cause if you will, you might.
What does that even mean? Someone is trying to play games with me, but they chose the wrong person to play with. Harry was groaning on the floor, Eve had woken up, but she seemed okay. I took my eyes off the wall and looked at Harry, who didn't even notice the wall.

"Hey." I mumbled. Really Jess? You just told him something horrible before, and all you can say is HEY?

He turned to me, and smiled. "Hey beautiful." Him and his flirtyness.

"What happened? You look like you were hit with a truck!" I exclaimed. He groaned in pain.

"No, Sledgehammer." he remarked. I quickly got up and got some ice, and ran back and placed it on his head.

"How!?" I asked.

"Someone cut the power, came inside, and hit me on the head with a sledgehammer."

I had tears fill my eyes. "Oh god. I am so sorry..." I moved closer to him, and pulled him into a hug.

"Why are you apologising?" He questioned. I looked to the wall. He noticed, and glared at it. His face suddenly dropped, he was shaking and was crying.

"Why are they out to get you!?" He shouted. "Why not me instead!!??"

I shook my head. "Don't say that! I would perfer it if it was me! Just thinking that someone could've tried to do this to you then me, kills me."

We looked at eachother for a while, talk about awkward silence.

"Then you know how I feel." He whispered.

I ran my hand through his hair. "Harry.. about earlier.." He cut me off.

"You didn't mean it, I know." He gave his usual resasuring smile.

"Good. I can't believe that I said that."

I looked at the corner of my eye, a man in a ski mask was trying to crawl out the door! I pushed Harry away, quickly got up and took the flowers out of the vase which was on the coffee table. I aimed it at the mans head, and threw. It hit him and knocked him out. I quickly ran to him and pulled him back indoors. Shutting the door behind. Harry had noticed, and got up, stumbling his way over to me.

Thats when he fainted.

"Eve, go help Harry. I am going to take this weirdo upstairs, and lock him in the spare room."

I dragged his body up stair by stair, hearing his head bang against the stairs. I dragged his body into the room, and locked the door behind me.

I had heard Harry a mile away, he was awake. I quickly ran back down the stairs and sat next to him. I decided to keep a close eye on him, I don't want him fainting again. We talked for at least two hours, about the boys and there upcoming tour. Until I heard a muscular voice.

“ You could've killed me. Then again, maybe you couldn't have killed me," he said, crawling out of the stairway. He moved very slowly, like a lizard who had gotten too cold.

I knew him in an instant.

Notes

Dramatic enough? Hope so! ;D