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I ran down the alley way. Jack let me go but that does not mean others are around to go after me. If Max finds out he let me go Jack is going to be in so much trouble. I see the street the house is on come into view. I brake my sprint into a walk and I put my gun back in safe mode and in my waistband. I should be home in 5 minutes top. That is when I heard a pair of feet running up behind me. I turn around.

Zayn.

Zayn was running after me. I knew it was too good to be true. The way he was running I knew he had no gun on him but that does not mean he is unarmed. I turn and ran. I keep looking behind me to make sure he does not have a gun just incase I need to shoot him. The next events happen in slow motion.

I turn my head to see if he has a weapon. He has a knife in his right hand. He power runs for a few steps then lunges at me. He misses my back but gets a hold of my left leg. I fall my face skidding on the grown. Then I feel a piercing pain in my left leg. I try not to scream. I reach for my gun. I grab it and turn my body around. I scream when I feel more pain in my left leg. The knife. He left the knife in my leg.

I see Niall in the distance. His light brown hair that is dyed blonde at the top of his quiff makes him stand out. His blue eyes are cold. I know he wants to shoot me. He stands to be 5' 7" but he looks to be 5' 5" from here because it look like he is slouching.

He must have been the one that gave Zayn the knife. Zayn is not one to carry knifes. I pull the knife out of my leg. Zayn was already running he was about 10 ft from me. I take the knife and cock my arm. I throw the knife at Zayn. It hits him right in the arm, near his shoulder but on his arm. Straight into a muscle. He screams in pain almost falling down but keeps running.

"Take your knife back Zayn! I don't want it!" I scream at him. He is already around the corner. I look at my leg. Its oozing blood. I need to get back home and clean the wound and then just rest. Yes that sounds good. I stand up. I feel light headed. I just noticed that my nose is bleeding to, its not bad but bleeding. I start walking back to the house with my gun in my hand. With Zayns attack I wanna be prepared if another one comes. I am at a weak state right now. It takes me 10 minutes when it should have taken me 5.

I get to the door and brace myself on it. My leg hurts so bad. I just wanna rest. My nose has stopped bleeding and I picked way the blood so they won't get worried. I knock in code and I hear feet rushing towards the door. Now did I just realized that the sun is down and it's getting dark fast. I wonder what time it is. The door flings open, I almost fall over because I was bracing against it. I am engulfed in a hug. Liam.

"Oh My God Alex we were sooo worried you were gone for an hour!" Liam backs out and Louis hugs me next pulling me inside as he did so, so they can shut the door. I wince in pain as he pulls me in. Good thing I am wearing black pants so they can't see the blood. I hope no one noticed me wince. But I was wrong.

"Alex are you okay? you look in a lot of pain" Harry asked concern filling his voice. Louis tenses and holds me arms length. Emily is now in the entryway and everyone is staring at me. "Ya I'm fine"  I lie hoping they will buy it. Nope.

"Don't lie to us Alex" Liam said his voice stern. I sigh, think Alex think! I decided to twist the truth.

"Well I got a cut with a knife, its a small short cut just stings nothing bad." I tell them. Yes I got cut with a knife, No its not small, No it does not sting it's throbbing in pain, and yes it's not bad. So it is sorta the truth.

"Where did you get cut?" Emily asked. "My left arm" I lie again Harry goes to say something but I cut him off. "Well I am going off to my room to get cleaned up." I say. I try my hardest to mask the limp in my leg but fail.

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