Chapter 34

Harry's POV

My heart was racing, what were they going to do? Maybe they're...fans? No, I'm only fooling myself...

I glanced around, I don't know where to go...the only way out is the way I came in, but those guys are coming after me...

I just stood there, I couldn't move, I wasn't sure if they were older than me or not, the blond one looked about 18 but the other three I wasn't sure, they could be anywhere from 19 to 25 so...

"Hey loser where's your boyfriend?" The tall one with dyed black hair asked. great they had to be jerks, why couldn't they have been fans?

"H-he's not m-my boyfriend" I stuttered, backing up against the wall as he walked toward me.

"Huh really? Then why were you holding hands?" He put his arm up and rested it on the wall, he was right in my face, the other guys stood behind him, he must have been the "leader" of their little group or whatever they were.

I shrugged "I-I don't know..." Ah I'm so stupid! I should've run away when I had the chance.

He looked me in the eye, his icy blue eyes sending shivers down my spine, I want Louis to come back...he said he'd protect me....the tallest guy tugged at my hair and stepped closer, I flinched and bit my lip. "nice hair" he smirked, causing his friends to laugh.

"Kiss already!" The guy with piercings yelled, doubled over laughing.

The black haired one smirked, "yeah but I'm not gay" if he's not "gay" why is he grabbing me? I looked at him, fear in my eyes, almost begging him not to do anything stupid.

"You're boyfriend can't save you now, I'll teach you to not to hold hands with a guy"

I shook my head, "I-I wasn't doing anything"

"You disgust me" he spat, "people like you don't deserve to live" he had me pressed against the wall, he made a fist and punched me right in the face, I fell to ground, holding my nose and whimpering. They laughed, of course...

I tried to stand up but I was too dizzy, that guy can punch hard, I'm telling you.

He gave me a chance to get to my feet, then he punched me again, right in the mouth, now my nose and lip were bleeding pretty badly, "sorry" he smirked. Tears streamed down my face, I didn't wipe them away, I was too busy holding my nose, blood got all over my sleeves and my shirt.

"Bro he's crying" the blond guy snickered, dying of laughter, strangely I DON'T FIND IT FUNNY.

"What? That was nothing I'll give em something to cry about" the black haired guy walked over and kicked me right in the stomach, I cried out in pain, I started bawling, I just laid there, I knew I'd lost, I can't fight off four guys, I'm hurt and they seem pretty strong for being so skinny, I'd just get killed.

"p-please..s-stop" I sobbed, I struggled to sit up, still wiping blood from my nose.

The black haired guy, which they called "Edward" grabbed me by the shirt and yanked me off the ground.

"I'll stop when you quit being gay" he punched me again, (probably the hardest he'd hit me) He threw me down and kicked me between the legs. I burst out crying and curled up because of and pain mostly, but where the hell was Louis?! He said he'd be here for me...

Edward's friend high-fived him and they started off down the alley, he turned around smirked "you're the guy who cuts himself right? Go cut yourself hommo" I laid there holding my head as angry sobs escaped my lips, why would they do this? I've never met them in my life! Why...?

"Oh no his boyfriends back, I'm so scared!" They laughed sarcastically and took off running.

Louis rushed over and knelt down beside me, "HARRY! WHAT HAPPENED?!"

Ps. The guy named Edward isn't "Harry" I just couldn't think of a name