morethanthis

”You do!?” Zayn bawled.
”In the fight, when I got my first punch in the head. I remembered something. A scenario flashed before my eyes, but I didn’t have time to analyze it any further before that man went after me again, But now I remember. Because the whole incident seemed familiar. I think that’s what’s called déjà vu”
”What are saying Harry? This happened before?” Niall sounded really worried.
”I’m getting to it!” I took a deep breath.

”The shopping windows caught my eye as I wandered along the street gazing at all the bright colored things and expensive price tags. What should I get Emma? I wanted to give her something special, but I had absolutely no inspiration. I wanted it to be a surprise, so that’s why I told the guys I would come home later. Maybe I should have told them what I was planning but Emma was standing right there so I couldn't without spoiling the surprise. I sang a little to myself to make the quietness go away, as it scared me a bit. I wasn’t very comforable with dead silence. All of a sudden a powerful arm got hold on the egde of my shirt. It ripped open and like frozen I stopped walking. Before I had time to react the arm came out again and pulled me into a dark space between two shops.
I was facing two tall guys. They didn’t look very friendly, so to speak. The looked at me with squinted eyes and their mouths twitched a little, like they were trying hard to keep some kind of anger in. They moved a bit closer. The brickwalls around me seemed to move closer as well, capturing me with no exits available. I’ve never felt so trapped. Before I even got the chance to open my mouth, asking what was going on, the tallest guy aimed at my face. He hit me in the eye, and heavy as a brick I hit the cold cobblestone. As that wasn’t bad enough I scraped up my side at the same time against the uneven rocks.
”Prick!” He shouted. ”Don’t think you are something, you’re not. I know who you are. You’re useless!” He gave me a hard kick in the guts. ”You have absolutely NO talent!” He gave me another kick. ”You don’t even care about you’re fans at all.” Now the other lad joined in. I felt powerless and didn’t have the strength to fight back because of the first sudden surprise hit in the eye. It had kind of made my whole body shut down, along with my reflexes. A smart move for the attacker’s part. I couldn’t see much because my curls were all in my eyes, but I saw his face a tiny bit and by the look of it he seemed a little... scared. I got the feeling the most violent guy made him do this with him. I assumed the frightened one didn’t have to courage to stand up to his mate, and just played along to not get on edge with him. I don’t blame him really, I wouldn’t want to get in a fall out with him either. Then the ’leader’, or what to call him, shouted again.
”You and your band can go to hell!”
I got punched in the side, and then I heard footsteps fade away along the cobblestone. They had left. The adrenalin of the chock had kept me from feeling pain during the fight, and now it all came rushing at once. My guts ached, my side bleed out on the cobblestone and formed a bloodpuddle. Then it all went black.”

The lads looked at me with teary eyes. I ended the story with gently wiping a tear from my own eye with the back of my hand. I chocked down a sob. Liam made a little noise and put his hands over his mouth. Niall patted him comforting on the shoulder. In a split second Louis came rushing towards me and gave me a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around me as I quietly started crying on his shoulder. Louis rubbed my back slowly trying to comfort me. The rest of the boys got up and went up to me aswell, and we had a big group hug in the middle of the hotelroom. My body was shaking a bit from the sobs. I lengthened my arms as much as I could and tried to hold all the lads over their shoulders. Obviously I couldn’t reach around fully, but at least I touched them all more or less now. I looked up and seeked eye contact with every one of them. I formed my lips and mimed three little words.
”I love you.”