𝗭𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆

☾︎ Prologue ☽︎

Everything that has ever happened to lead us to this point is my fault and my fault only.

He's not here and it's all my fault.

God please let him be alright, please let him walk thru this door and wrap his arms around me as he tells me that we'll be alright; That it's a hallucination or a prank.

I stand from my place on the bed, heading to the living room and taking a seat on the cushion of the couch facing the door.

Please, Please, Please come home; I chant over in my head.

Minutes go by; My hopes being shattered as the time continues passing and he's still not here.

I stand from my place on the couch walking to the kitchen counter and grabbing my phone, hesitantly ringing his phone; It rings a total of three times before I hear his voice.

"Hello, you've reached Harry either i'm busy or don't care to talk to you so leave a message and I'll decide whether or not you're worth calling back, Bye."

My phone beeps signaling that it's ready for me to leave a message. "Harry, baby please pick up the phone, I know you're mad but we can work it out, please I'm begging you come home or call me to let me know you're okay." I plead; adding "I'm sorry." hanging up and setting my phone back down.

To distract myself from my own thoughts I decide to head upstairs into my studio and paint something.

As I walk into the room my eyes give the room a once over, landing on the easel holding the butterfly painting I have yet to finish.

As I walk over to it my phone starts ringing, Making me do a 180 and run down the stairs into the kitchen where I left my phone.

The screen lights up with a picture of Alexia with the contact name reading 'Lexi' and a heart. I accept the call pushing it to my ear.

"Hey babe, what's up?" I question.

"Um, since you said no to the club I invited Amber and I sensed someone watching me while we were dancing and so I gave amber code blue and we walked to the bar to pretend we were getting a drink; anyways the bartender came over saying that someone bought us both a drink, I didn't wanna be rude so me and Amber drank them." She explains taking a breath.

"Oh my god, are you ok do you need me to come get you, it's not that far I don't mind coming." I tell her as my overprotective side kicks in; As I am now heading to the hook Harry and I placed by the door to store our keys.

I hear her take a deep breath on the other side of the phone, "That's what I was gonna say; We didn't feel safe so I texted her phone because I didn't want the person to get suspicious, telling her I bought an uber to take us back to mine which leads me to what I am doing now." She rambles, taking another breath in to slow her hyperventilating.

"Okay, Lex I'm sorry but I'm not following." I furrow my brows, now sitting in my started car driving to her.

"Well the uber said it was 2 minutes away and I had to use to restroom and Amber went for a smoke so we separated which I now know was a bad idea because when I came out she was gone and the uber gave me a notification saying I arrived at my destination meaning she fucking left me here with the creep and she's not answering her phone so i'm scared."

I feel my cheeks heat in anger as she tells me that she's alone at the club with a creep.

"Fuck." I shout smacking the stirring wheel, "Where are you now do you know?" I ask her coming in contact with a red light.

"Spades."

"I know Lex, I have your location, but where at in spades?"

"Shit, meet me at the stoplight." She becomes frantic as her breathing picks up.

"Why do you sound like you're running?" I question now driving over the speed limit.

"He's following-" She panics as the line goes dead.

This can't be good.