Chapter 17

Harry’s P.O.V.

I lunged forward grabbing Louis arm right before he jumped off the other side of the table. I grabbed him by his shoulders holding him back as his breathing was heavy.

“You’re so lucky.” Louis growled, his jaw clenched.

“Don’t say that Louis.” Niall turned around an looked at him. I looked at him a bit confused but then gasped when I saw him punch Jacob square in the jaw. Abigail gasped stepping back. “You fucking piece of shit.” Niall shouted as the other boys lunged toward Niall. I let go of Louis making my way over to where Niall was to help him.

Before we knew it there was punches and kicking being thrown from every direction. I looked over to see one of the bigger boys on top of Louis, his arm wound back to punch Louis. I clenched my fists and ran over to the boy practically throwing him off of Louis.

“Let’s go. Now.” Niall told me after Jacob was on the floor and the other boys had backed down a bit. I nodded picking Louis up as we all exited the diner quickly.

“Wait where’s Abigail?” Liam asked and we all looked around.

“Fuck.” Niall muttered pulling at his hair.

“She’ll be back around later. I’m sure.” Ed told Niall. “Let’s just go back to your place or something.” Niall nodded and we made our way back to his apartment. I sat beside Louis in the car stealing glances over at him.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer.” He joked winking at me causing my cheeks to heat up a bit, such a tease.

“I say we take a nap.” Zayn suggested and we all agreed laughing.

“We’re going to go back to our place, call us when Abigail gets back.” Louis told the rest of the boys as he stopped at our door.

“Alright man, see ya.” Niall called before they walked into his flat and us into ours.

I sighed walking over to the couch and turning on the television to the cooking channel, bakers story was on yes!

“Uhm no.” Louis laughed taking the remote from me.

“Sorry?” I looked at him a bit shocked.

“I don’t want to watch that.” He shrugged sitting on the other side of the couch.

“Well, this isn’t the only television in the house.” I told him, my tone a bit edgy. He looked over at me raising an eyebrow.

“Excuse you?” He laughed in disbelief; I never talked back to Louis. Ever.

“Did I stutter?” I questioned crossing my arms.

“What’s up your bum?” He scoffed rolling his eyes at me.

“You’re always pushing me around thinking you’re the superior one in the relationship. I can’t take it!” I said to him my voice rising a bit. “I’ll be back later.” I breathed standing up.

“Where are you going?” He asked following me to the front door.

“Out.” I grunted walking out and slamming the door behind me.

**

I’ve been out for hours. I’ve been at the pub drinking, and drinking. I groaned noticing it was almost 10 o’clock, I didn’t want to go home.

I sauntered down the street, bumping shoulders with random people. I stopped in front of the strip club that we went to for Zayn’s birthday and decided to go watch a dance or two.

I stepped inside, the place was dark and smelled like smoke just like the last time. I weaved my way through the crowded tables looking for an empty one. I spotted on next to the stage and decided it was better than nothing.

I sat down and pulled out my phone noticing quite a few missed calls from Louis. I just rolled my eyes and put my phone back into my pocket.

I looked up onto the stage to see a girl maybe in her twenties dancing in some skanky outfit. My eyes trailed around the room and I stopped looking at a girl.

Abigail.

I watched as she pulled her hood up walking past the front desk, smiling and waving goodbye to the woman behind it.

I quickly got up following her out but at a distance she wouldn’t notice me.

I must’ve been walking behind her for twenty minutes before she stopped, turning down an alley way. I stood at the end of it peeking down as I observed her talking to a man. They were whispering and my eyes averted to his hand that reached into his coat pocket.

He pulled out a tiny white pouch and slipped it into her hand. She handed him some money and put the pouch into her bag. He nodded and walked off into the other direction, her turning and walking the other way. I stepped back so I was behind the wall as she passed me by.

She turned around sensing someone was there and her eyes widened as mine met hers.

“Harry please.” She whispered stepping closer to me. “Don’t tell Niall.”

“Abigail… you were doing so good and then tonight you go out and blow it! I saw you in the strip club and now I see you buying drugs.” I sighed looking down at my feet. “I need to tell him.”

“Harry you can’t pl-“

“No Abigail I can. And I will! You would think after all the horrible stuff those kids said to you and did to you, you would try and prove them wrong but no here you are out here doing it again!” I ranted to her pacing back and forth.

“Harry you don’t understand. It’s not something I can just stop in one fucking day! It takes time! It’s an addiction! You don’t fucking get it and you never will!” She shouted at me, her voice echoing down the alley.

“You danced up there with all of that on your legs and arms.” I said to her pointing to the words she had yet to scrub off.

“Yeah, I made 600 extra dollars.” She told me, her eyes averting to the floor.

“I’m disappointed and Niall will be too. They’ve been worried about you all day, you just up and left.”

“Maybe if you all hadn’t started fighting I wouldn’t have had to.” She spat glaring at me. “I hate when people fight.” She mumbled under her breath.

“Well… let’s just go home.” I huffed grabbing her arm.

“I don’t want to go home.” She stated defiantly stomping her foot on the ground.

“Well too bad, you have school tomorrow, it’s late, and Niall still has to deal with this.” I told her pulling her behind me.

“I’m not going to school.”

“Abigail. Let’s go.” I told her in a warning tone.

“No.”

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way Abigail.” She just rolled her eyes at me, laughing. “Alright, hard way it is.” I sighed before lifting her up and throwing her over my shoulder.

“Put me down! Rape! Rape!” She screamed pounding her fists against my back. Damn she had some muscle…

“Abigail quit it!” I shouted squeezing the back of her leg. I stopped in front of my car opening the back door and putting her in. I quickly ran around the front getting into the driver’s seat and starting the engine before she tried to jump out.

“I hate you.” She whispered leaning back in the seat. I sighed feeling a bit bad, but Niall had to know.

I glanced in the rear view mirror and saw her looking out the window, her cheek shiny with tears. I shook my head, I will not go back on my decision.

“Abigail we’re here.” I told her turning around. She sat up and opened the door jumping out and slamming it behind her, the whole car shaking.

I got out following her up the stairs as she made her way to Niall’s apartment.

She looked back at me, as if too check one last time I was actually going to do this. I stepped in front of her and knocked on the door. A few moments later it opened revealing a very sweaty Liam.

“Oh hey guys.” He smiled breathlessly at us. “Come in!” He stepped aside and we walked into the living room. Louis and Zayn were versing each other at just dance 4, it was very intense…

“Uh Niall can I talk to you?” I shouted over the loud music. He nodded and walked over to where me and Abigail were standing.

“Abigail why don’t you go to your room… you look tired. I’ll talk to you later… you were gone all day.” Niall sighed. She looked at him and then to me before walking off down to her room shutting the door.

“Wait no.” I shook my head remembering what she had in her pocket. I ran down the hall jiggling the door handle to her room.

“Woah what are you doing?” Niall laughed standing beside me.

“I went out tonight, saw her back at the strip club and followed her. She was talking to a guy down the alley and he handed her a little packet with white powder! She still has it!” I told him in a rushed tone.

“Abigail open this door right now!” Niall shouted over and over again. “Oh wait, reach on top of that door frame.” I stuck my hand up an felt around for whatever he was talking about but there was nothing there.

“Nothing.”

“She took it…” He grunted. He went close to the lock and managed to pick it, the door bursting open. “Abigail Williams!” He shouted again, she wasn’t in here.

“The bathroom Ni.” He turned around toward the bathroom opening the door up. She was bent over the counter, her hair was down in front of her face hiding what she was doing although we had a pretty good idea of what she was doing…

“Abigail.”

She looked up at us. Her eyes were blood shot red, looking us up and down.

“I’m so… sorry.” She whispered looking over at Niall. He looked down at the floor running his hands over his face.

“Harry… can you go I need to talk to her.” He asked looking over at me. “Alone.”

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