I'm From One Direction Damn It!

Liam’s POV:

I sat there impatiently as the phone went straight to voicemail again, “This is Harry you know what to do with my beep, ha ha.”

“Answer your fucking phone! Where the hell are you man?” I clicked the phone and angrily tossed it on the couch as the guys looked nervous.

“What now?” Zayn asked, crossing his arms in thought.

“I don’t know but I know one thing, I do not trust June, she is a crazed fan, she most likely took Harry away.”

“I don’t think she did that Liam.” Niall sighed out.

“Stop defending her mate! You don’t know a thing about her for fucks sake!” I glared at him as he challenged me back.

“I may not know her..” his voice seeping with anger as he spat out every word, “But I do know she wouldn’t just kidnap Harry, if you want to go with the whole kidnapping idea, you remember, she’s YOUR fan.” He pushed himself up and left the room.

“Great, cant we all just get along right now, we need to find Harry quickly, I don’t know what to trust but I just want to know he is safe.” Louis ran his hand through his hair nervously.

“AHA!” Zayn yelled out, jumping up from the couch, “I can’t believe I didn’t remember this!” he smiled.

“Go on!” I pushed.

“The GPS in the car, he took it remember?” he turned to Louis.

“That’s right.” Louis stood up next walking quickly to the laptop as he started working to find the GPS.

“He took the car?” I followed them, wondering why Harry drove away with June.

“Yeah. What he is doing I don’t know, but we can at least track him.

“We better find him quickly.” I muttered as I recalled Harry half naked with June in his room.

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June’s POV:

Darkness.
Darkness.
Darkness.

All I could see was miles upon miles of darkness. I felt heavy and in pain, trying to find my way around this darkness but not getting anywhere. I tried to remember where I was or who I was, but all this darkness kept playing with my mind.

What felt like hours, I finally saw a little spark of light erupt, as my eye lids slowly and reluctantly drew themselves open.

Pain seared my entire body, my lungs felt raw and overfull, I lolled my head to the side as the heaviness happily pushed it into the dirty grainy sand and rocks. Everything looked blurry along the shore, water lapping at my already cold feet. I could see trees and shrubs, and something else. What was that?

I tried to jump up quickly but failed to do so, pushing myself up onto all fours instead; Harry’s limp less body laid several yards away from me.

He looked like he was tossed around in a tornado and tossed amongst the rocks. Crawling to him I croaked out in fear, “Harry…” My throat was raw and painful as I tried to speak louder, “Harry, Harry…” I crawled along the sharp rocks and sand, collapsing next to him. Breathing heavily I reached my arm out and touched his face gently, cold poured from his lifeless body.
I was surprised as the tears started to fall, as I stroked his cold cheek, pushing the little wet strands of his hair away, “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” my mind and body went numb as the darkness took over again.

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“June?”

I opened my eyes, Harry hovering over my body, “Are you okay?”

I pushed up in surprise as our heads slammed against each other, “Ouch!” he yelped moving away from me.

“You’re alive?” I stared at him, his body normal, no cut, no cold, all warmth, like he always was.

“What do you mean?” he gazed at me with the look of seeing a crazy person.

“The crash…you were lying there…” I lowered my eyes whispering out, “I think you were…dead…”

He laughed at that, “You are so weird June, I’m not dead, I'm here obviously.” He pointed at himself confidently.

I reached my hand out gingerly, pausing in fear of what I may feel. Noticing what I was doing, he interlocked his hand with mine pulling me to him, “see, don’t I feel alive?” he murmured into my hair.

I stifled a cry as I breathed in his warmth and life, “Yes.” I finally cried.

“June.”

“Yes?”

“June?”

“What?” I moved slightly away looking at him, dread kicking in as his gaze turned dark, his clear green eyes seeping with black.

“Harry?”

“June…”

“Harry!” I screamed out now.

“June…”

I flung up screaming Harry’s name, the cold shore back into view, as the water licked at my feet reminding me that this was the hell I was to live in.

“June are you okay?” I turned to the side to see where Harry was to see a blonde mass hovering in my face.

“Niall?” I whispered confused.

“Yes I’m Niall. Are you okay?”

I peered around him, the heaviness wanting me to lie back down, but I needed to know if Harry was still there, “Harry? Is he okay? He’s not dead right?” the tears blurring my eyes yet again.

Niall turned in Harry’s direction, “he’s not dead, but he’s not doing well.” He let out quietly.

“He might as well be dead!” Liam stormed over, fury written all over his face, “You fucking bitch! You should have never went anywhere with him! Look what you did!” he fell to his knees in front of me, grabbing my face hard and shoving me into Harry’s view, “If he doesn’t make it, I hope you know it’s your fault that you killed him.” He hissed into my ear, shoving me back into the rocks and sand.

“Liam!” Niall exclaimed, as he pushed him away from me and pulled me to him, “Are you okay?” he whispered into my ear for only me to hear.

He felt warm and alive, as Harry felt cold and dead a while ago.

“Don’t coddle her Niall! You will be next on her list.” He came over, grabbing Niall’s arm and pulling him up and away from me, “We have more important things to take care of.”

“She’s hurt too!” he pushed Liam off of him.

“I don’t care about what is wrong with her! Look at him for Christ’s sake! OUR mate, OUR friend, OUR band member, is lying there with god knows how many hours he as left!” Liam lost it at that moment.

He shoved Niall to the floor, and stormed over to me again, as Niall was screaming for him to not do anything. I watched as Zayn and Louis took Harry’s lifeless body and just watched, not trying to stop what was about to happen.

I deserved this, this was my fault.

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Liam’s POV:

I shoved Niall out of the way as he protested; screaming for me to stop what I was about to do, but all I saw was red. We don’t know if Harry will make it and she was the one who put him in this damn state, she deserves whatever punishment she gets.

She was on her knees, banged up from the rocks, sand, and water. Her deep red hair clung to her face and body as if to protect her from me, I could see the tears falling down her face already as I stopped right in front of her, “You are going to pay for whatever happens to him.” I whispered out.

“I will.” She cried.

“You will be on hands and feet for him.”

“I will.” She didn’t look away from me.

“If he dies, you know what I will do right?”

She looked away at that, peering behind me to where Harry was, I bent down, letting my hand gently caress her cold cheek making her look at me and me only. She started crying more to that, I wiped away the tears that fell upon my hand, and grabbed her soaked red hair, “You know what I will do?” I hissed holding her inches from my face.

She tried to nod her head, but I pulled her harder, “You know what I will do?” I hissed again.

“Yes…” she croaked out, “You will kill me…” she let out quietly, her eyes locking with mine.
“I will kill you slowly and painfully, you deserve every bit of it.”

I was yanked back at that, Niall coming to her aide yet again. She crumpled her body to the floor sobbing, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry.”

I shook my head at that and left her there with Niall, “Lets get him to the hospital.” I told Louis and Zayn, they both nodded as we left her and Niall behind.

We made it to the top of the hill, I peered down as she looked up, she was going to pay for everything she did if it was the last thing I do. I smiled wickedly down at her as I turned away to go to the car.

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