A week later.
Rebecca's POV:
“I'm probably coming back in 2 weeks.” I said as I grabbed my pad from the counter.
“I bet you're gonna have the time of your life there.” Monica smiled as she stood behind the counter.
I smiled back. “I guess so.” I shrugged and went to take my next order.
A family was sitting at one of my tables. Great, another frustrating moment until they all decide what they want to eat. Nevertheless, I put on a forced smile and waited for them to decide what they want to eat.
I saw Niall taking an order from another table, two girls sitting there, nice looking girls. He was smirking as he stared down at them while they were staring up at him with wide eyes. Niall is a heartbreaker.
“Sure, your orders are on their way.” I smiled at the costumers when I took their orders and rushed back inside the kitchen.
Emily walked out the same time I walked in and we shared smiles. I gave Monica the order and took a seat. Vicky was talking with Jason while he cooked a few feet away. Kyle and Chris were also busy, both of them focused on cooking. Niall came in a few minutes later and gave the order to Kyle, making her grimace.
“Hey, I saw the eyes those two costumers were making at you.” I smirked at Niall.
He huffed. “Even if they're hot, I'm not interested.” he said.
“Of course, Hannah would've cut your balls if you did anything with those girls.” I said, patting his shoulder.
He chuckled. The white button down shirt he wore was hugging his muscular body perfectly. “No doubt.” he said, leaning against the counter.
Monica pushed the tray closer to the edge. “Order for table 12 is ready.” she announced.
I nodded and took the tray in my hand, raising it on the side of my head. I went back to the costumers and gave them their orders.
“Enjoy.” I smiled and walked to my next table where a couple was sitting. “Good evening, what would you like to order?” I kindly asked.
The guy told me their orders and the girl stood up, excusing herself to go to the restroom. The guy motioned for me to go closer. I frowned slightly and bent down a little.
“Can I help you with something sir?”
“I want to make a proposal, so could you put the ring in her champagne? I'll make sure she doesn't swallow it.” he said, making me grin and chuckle.
“You're gonna ask her to marry you?” I asked with wide eyes.
He nodded, grinning happily as heat rose to his cheeks. “She's the love of my life, of course I am.” he replied, making my heart melt. He took out from his suit's pocket the small red box and handed it to me.
“That's so cute. Don't worry sir, we will take care of it.” I winked and he nodded.
“Thank you.” he smiled.
I smiled back and quickly went to the kitchen. I told Monica about the costumer's proposal and her eyes widened.
“Oh my God, really?” she asked, leaving the knife on the wooden surface and leaning over the counter. “Open it!” she urged.
I leaned closer to her and opened the box, seeing the beautifully created diamong ring shine under the lights. It made me and Monica gasp as we stared at it with awe.
“It's beautiful! She's so lucky, the ring is just amazing.” Monica smiled, taking the ring in her fingers.
“I know right. I have to say I'm happy for them.” I admitted.
She nodded, looking up at me. “Those kind of situations always get me emotional and happy.” she said, making me chuckle.
“Really?” I asked, resting my forearms on the counter.
“Yes, I always cry at weddings.” she sighed smiling, looking down at the ring in her fingers.
“Aww, that's cute but you have to cook their meal so the guy can do his proposal.” I said, making her snap out of her imaginations and nod.
“Yes, yes, I'll do it right now.” she said, handing me the ring to put it back in the box.
Niall came in the same time Emily did and they both walked towards me. “There are two guys outside saying they want to see you.” Niall told me, seeming confused.
“Who?”
“I don't know them.” Niall shook his head.
I frowned. “I can't talk to them now, whoever they are, I'm working.” I said firmly.
“They said it's important. So I told them to come from the back so you can go out without boss seeing you.” Niall said.
I nodded. “Okay, I'll be back in a minute. Emily can you take care of my tablets while I'm gone?” I asked her as I left my pen and pad on the counter.
Emily nodded. “Sure.”
“Thanks.” I smiled and left the kitchen from the back door.
The cold breeze of the night hit my skin. Damn, inside the restaurant is so hot that out here feels like heaven. I went down the few stairs and looked around, seeing nobody. I frowned in confusion, thinking if Niall just pranked me or not.
“Hey, Rebecca.” Josh's voice said from behind me, making me jump.
I turned around and gave him a shocked look. “Damn, you scared me.” I sighed, adjusting my high ponytail.
He came here with Aaron, both of them seeming worried and a little angry. Aaron had his lips pursed tightly while Josh had a frown creasing his features.
“Sorry.” he said, shrugging innocently. “We came here to tell you something.” he said, his expression turning to serious.
I frowned. “What is it? Is everything okay?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“No.” Josh shook his head.
“Jacob had an accident.” Aaron said, making my eyes widen and my jaw to drop down on the ground.
“What? Are you kidding me?” I asked shocked.
“No. Unfortunately, we don't.” Aaron said. He looked so worried and serious, it seemed weird to me, considering that Aaron was always happy and making jokes.
“How did this happen?” I asked, my eyes flitting back and forth between them.
“You see, this is why we're here. He uhh,” Josh scratched the back of his neck. “Jacob told us at the hospital that..that your boyfriend did it.” he said.
My stomach turned. “Harry? No way, Harry wouldn't do that.” I shook my head.
Aaron huffed. “How are you so sure? He almost killed Jacob that night at the party.” he claimed.
“That was different.” I said.
Aaron rolled his eyes and Josh sighed. “Look, did you notice any change of attitute on Harry today?” Josh asked.
“No, he was fine.” I answered. Even if Harry did that—wich I'm 100% sure he didn't—he would still act as if nothing happened. He's good at hiding things from me and not caring about anything. “When did the accident happen?” I asked.
“About 3 hours ago.” Aaron answered, digging his hands in his jacket's pockets.
“Yeah well, 3 hours ago I was at my house with Harry. He was playing Fifa on playstation with Niall.” I admitted.
“Fifa? You have playstation in your house and you haven't invited us yet?” Aaron asked, blue eyes wide.
“It's not the right time to talk about playstation man.” Josh cut in, giving him a blank look.
Aaron nodded. “Yeah, sorry, you're right.”
“Anyways.” Josh sighed. “We just wanted to tell you to tell your boyfriend to stay away from Jacob. I know these two hate each other, so it would be best if they stay apart.” he said, making me feel slightly frustrated.
“Harry didn't do it. I'm sure. If he did, he would've told me, or he would've come at home with bleeding wounds and a broken leg.” I claimed, even though I know that if Harry gets hurt he will immidiately heal.
“She's right, man.” Aaron said. “If her boyfriend did it, then he would be at the hospital too.”
“Exactly.” I nodded.
Josh sighed again. “Okay, but still, please tell your boyfriend to stay away. We don't want any more shit, because next time it might be worse.”
“I'm sure Harry doesn't want to see Jacob either way. But why would Jacob lie?” I asked, raising a brow.
Aaron and Josh shared confused looks. “We should probably have a talk with him.” Aaron said.
“Yes. What he did was huge.” Josh said.
“Maybe I should talk to him.” I said, making them look at me. “He said my boyfriend did it. I want to know why.”
“Okay, you could come with us.” Aaron said.
“Yeah, but you'll have to wait 45 minutes until I'm done.” I said and they nodded.
“Okay, we'll meet you at the front.” Josh said.
“Okay.” I said and went quickly back inside.
Confusion washed through me as I grabbed the tray with the diamong ring in one of the glasses. Why would Jacob make up such a terrible lie? What does he want from Harry? I have to say I'm really pissed at Jacob for doing that. However, I wear a smile as I place the couple's plates on their table.
“Enjoy.” I smiled and winked at the guy.
He grinned from ear to ear, making me feel happy for him. I went back inside the kitchen and took a seat, trying to find a good reason why Jacob would lie. I mean, yeah he hates Harry for beating up his ass but the lie was pointless and a very idiotic idea. If he said that also to the cops, then he will get in a big trouble, because first; he lied, and second; Harry won't let him win.
When the restaurant was closed and I was done, I said goodnight to everyone and rushed out. Aaron's car was across from me so I quickly jumped in the backseat and we were off to the hospital.
Harry's POV:
I pushed the door open with my shoulder and let myself in, seeing how his eyes widened in shock. I smirked and slammed the door loudly, making him wince, since I knew the noise brought him headache.
I walked across the room and grabbed the chair before placing it right next to him. He glared up at me, his jaw clenched as I took my seat.
“What the hell are you doing here?” he growled.
“I would like to know what stupid shit in your fucking brain made you say such thing about me.” I spat.
“Leave. I'm not in a mood.” he grumbled and looked away.
I huffed. “You're not the one that demands in here, got it?” I hissed. “And I'm not going anywhere until I find out why on fucking Earth you said that lie about me.” I said, leaning in and resting my elbows on my knees.
He shook his head, his glare fixed on the window. I smirked, glad that I'm pissing him off. I heard everything about the whole Jacob-lie-thing. I heard the whole conversation Rebecca and the two boys had and it only pissed me off. It also pissed me off that she talked to them and got in their car, but I told myself not to let jealousy take over me again. I'm not gonna let anyone be the cause of me and Rebecca's fight. We've been doing great for a week after me screwing everything up, I'm not gonna let it happen again.
“So, fucker, why did you say that lie? Huh?” I asked, scowling at him.
“I'm not gonna say anything to you.” he spoke lowly.
I nodded. I then stood up and grabbed roughly his chin, making him jump a little and stare up at me shocked. I glared daggers at him, anger flooding through me.
“I know what you're planning to do you shit.” I hissed, leaning closer to his face. “You said that lie so Rebecca comes here and you can play the fucking victim and make me look like the bad guy.” my words brought evident anger in him since he was now trying to push me off and glared at me. “I know you like my girl, but guess what fucker, she's mine and only mine and if you think that your shitty plan will work, you're dumber than a rock.” I said and roughly let go of him, making his head hit the wall behind him.
The wounds on his cheekbones and neck brought the powerful desire to hurt him back in my veins but I pushed it back. He's fine with a broken arm. But if he pisses me off even more, he will soon have a broken body.
“I'm not trying anything.” he lied. “And get the hell out!” he yelled.
I chuckled. “Yell as much as you want, no one's going to listen either way.” My words brought a frown to his wounded face. I sat back down in my seat. “And now spit it out. Say you like Rebecca.”
“I'm not going to say anything.” he grumbled, making me clench my jaw in frustration. “Now get out.” he scolded.
“Do you think I'm dumb? Do you think I don't see the way you look at her? I'm taking her from college every day you fool and I see the way you secretly stare at us before you jump in your fucking car.” I shot him a derisive look. “You're so pathetic, do you really think Rebecca would ever go with you?” I chuckled.
He pursed his lips tightly. “She called me though when you made her leave.” he shot.
I laughed and clapped my hands. “So you don't even try to deny it, huh? You fucking like her! You fucking like my girl!” I said, pointing at him.
He groaned and scowled at me. I snickered and folded my hands, amused but still angry. He doesn't know that I'm about to break his fucking face because of my smirk.
“Even if I do, you can't do anything about it.” he muttered.
I laughed again at this, anger getting stronger. Oh how wrong he is. “I can do everything.” I said confidently.
I stood up, pushing the chair back, creating a noise that made him groan. I chuckled and walked over to the counter where some pills and medicines were laying on.
I grabbed a medicine and made my pupils dilate so I can see the chemical ingredients. Small blue letters came out in front of me, like when you watch a movie in 3D. I checked each one of them before grabbing the next medicine.
I mixed the medicines together, feeling that fucker watching me the whole time. I put more prussic acid in it, knowing that it will do a big damage. I turned and gave him a smirk that made him glare at me.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice low.
I huffed and turned my back to him as I kept mixing some more ingredients. When I was done, I gently hit the medicine, seeing a droplet fall down on the floor. This brought me the memory of when the scientist did it to me, making my chest tighten and pain to course me. I ignored it though and enjoyed the anger.
I turned and walked towards him, making him give me a bewildered look. He shook his head and kicked his legs as he tried to get away from me.
“Like I said, Rebecca's only mine and no one else can have her.” I growled and grabbed roughly his arm.
“No! Stay away from me!” he shouted, struggling to free himself.
I was much stronger, so I punched his face, making his head turn to the side and groan loudly in pain. I held tightly his arm, seeing how my fingertips created small bruises under my touch. I pinched his arm with the medicine and let the liquid flood in his system. He groaned in pain and closed his eyes shut.
I took the medicine away and threw it on the counter before turning to him. He breathed heavily and opened his eyes to look at me with horror. I victorious smirk made its way on my lips. That's exactly what I wanted to do to him. Make him fear me.
“What the hell did you do to me?” he breathed, looking down at his arm.
I shrugged and dragged the chair closer to the bed again, creating more noise. “Something that will torture your every vein, your every organ and kill you.” I replied simply and sat down.
He gave me a terrified look. “What?!” he shrieked.
“You have about an hour.” I said, moving my hand.
“What the hell did you do?! Make it leave my body!” he yelled, his voice showing fear.
I shook my head and snickered. “No. I want to watch you suffer.” I said, leaning back in my seat.
He tried to stand up but I know it was pointless. He groaned loudly in pain and I saw small purple bruises appearing on his skin. The poison started having an affect on him already wich actually meant he has less than a hour to live.
“You dick,” he hissed and gritted his teeth as he grimaced in pain.
“You fucker.” I fired back and folded my hands.
“What the hell did you do..” he mumbled, the purple bruises getting darker now on his skin.
“I'm torturing you without touching you.” I mocked.
“Rebecca will hate you..” he said, making me chuckle.
“She won't find out.” I claimed, being dead serious.
“So what? You're gonna lie I died because of something else? You're not better than I am.” he said, making me scowl at him.
“I'm nothing like you, you piece of shit.” I snapped.
His body started shaking, sweat trailing down his brow. Well, the poison works faster than I expected. He groaned in pain again and took fistfuls of the sheets. His bruises were black now and a thin line of blood trailed down from his nose.
“Make it stop...” he hissed.
“You're dying and there's no way I'm stopping that.” I said smirking.
“Stop it.” he winced, squeezing his eyes.
“I said no.” I insisted.
I watched as his nose kept bleeding and how more bruises appeared on his skin. I enjoyed so much seeing him like that. This bastard thought he could fool my girl and take her away from me.
I heard Rebecca getting out of the car with the boys, wich meant they're going to be here in a couple of minutes. A frustrated grunt came from my throat as I stood up. I don't want him to live, I want to watch him suffer as he leaves his last breaths.
However, this plan has to go to hell because Rebecca's coming.
“Looks like you're going to live for a little longer.” I murmured and pulled the knife from my waistband before cutting my wrist.
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A/N: I so love it when Harry is angry #sorrynotsorry
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