I looked down at this troubled boy who's shirt I held with my fist in the air, about to hit his face. His eyes were red with prominent bags under them as if he hadn't slept in days. His face was blank, unamused, unaffected..... Numb.
It's almost like he wanted me to hit him. As if he had nothing else to live for anyway. Then I realized he's not worth it.
I sighed and dropped my hand by my side. He pushed me back, dusting off his shirt. "Yeah, that's what I thought." He said bumping into my shoulder before storming out of the bar.
Everyone had their eyes on me. Somewhere still in shock about what just happened and others were confused.
I pulled my phone out and dialed Anna's phone number.
She answered on the first ring.
"Hello?" She said frantically.
"Hey, I'm calling about Harry. He's -"
"Where's harry! Is he alright? Is he with you now?" She questioned. I could hear the worry in her voice.
"Yeah, he's alright. I met him at the pub. He was a little drunk. We almost got into a fight." I said.
"Is he still there!" She said.
"No, he stormed out just a few minutes ago. I tried to keep him from drinking too much."
"What! He's driving himself home? Why would you let him do that? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to drive intoxicated!" She said.
"Well, I couldn't really stop him from leaving." I defended.
"Why does he have to be like this?" She groaned.
"What happened to him? Is everything okay with you guys?" I questioned.
She hesitated. "Umm yeah, everything alright he's just been a little off lately." She said.
I didn't fully believe her.
"Hey, can you do me a favor?" She asked. "Yeah anything," I said.
"I need you to drive me somewhere."
I wonder where Harry could have gone. Just then a light bulb went off in my head.
"Hey, can you do me a favor?" I asked.
"Yeah anything," Zayn said.
"I need you to drive me somewhere," I said.
He paused. "Where do you need to go?" He asked. "I think I know where Harry went. I could go and try and talk to him." He sighed. "Anna I don't want you getting hurt. Har-"
"He wouldn't hurt me. He said it himself. I believe him. Just please trust me on this zayn." I begged.
"Anna..... I don't know"
"Please zayn," I begged.
He sighed. "Fine. I'll be there in thirty. Be ready."
"Thank you," I said.
We said our goodbye's and hung up. I stood up and tried my best to get dress with this stupid boot on. The jeans were the hardest part. I'll wait for Zayn to get here to help me down the stairs. My parents were asleep so I really didn't want to bother them about Harry. Especially my mother.
I waited for Zayn. Thirty minutes have passed by and like he said I got a text saying he was outside.
Z- hey I'm outside.
A- can you come up and help me? The door is open.
Z- umm okay.....
Zayn doesn't know about my broken ankle yet. I'll let him find out when he gets up here.
A- be quiet ok. My parents are asleep.
Z- I feel like I'm sneaking into your house LOL.
A- that's bc u r now hurry up.
I heard the front door creak open slowly. Zayn probably doesn't want to make too much noise.
My room door opened. "What is so important that you needed my help?"
He looked down at my foot. "What the hell Anna!" I put my finger over my mouth telling him to lower his voice.
"There is no way I'm taking you out of the house with your foot like that. You need to rest. Why didn't you tell me that your foot was broken?"
"Because if I told you, you would've said no and not come."
"Damn right I wouldn't." He said.
"See? Which is why I didn't tell you because I knew you'd make it a big deal out of it." I said.
"How did this happen?" He asked.
"It's a long story that I have no time to tell. I'll explain later. Just help me." I said waving him over to me.
He shook his head. "You are something else, Bambi."
I grabbed on to his arm for support. Wow, he was fit. I shook those thoughts out my head.
We walked out of my room and stopped at the top of the stairs. "How am I gonna do this?" I said to myself.
Zayn then swept my up in his arms with one quick motion and carried me bridal style.
"You do know that I could have walked right?" I said.
"Yeah, but we don't have all day." He said and winked at me. I felt myself start to blush.
Zayn carried me all the way to the bottom of the steps. He then grabbed my jacket off the rack and help me in it. Then we were on our way to his car.
When I got outside I saw the all too familiar red car. The same car he picked me up in that day it was raining at school and I was on the side of the building crying. The car brought back memories.
He helped me in the passenger side and buckled me up. I could have done it myself but he insisted that he could. He then shut my door and made his way over to the driver side and got in buckling up as well.
He turned his key in the ignition and brought the car to life. He sighed and looked over at me. "
"Alright, Bambi, where to?"
Hey guys happy valentines day! I hope you liked the chapter.
I'm listening to "pillow talk" just cause it's v-day and why wouldn't I? Plus I'm obsessed js.
See you soon, have fun with your lovers.
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