Paralyzed

In between

“What are you doing here.” My 'father' asked.

“I might ask you the same thing Donald.” I retorted. 

I couldnt believe it, why was he here? As thoughts flooded my mind, they all washed out as soon as he walked pass me into mine and Harry's flat. 

“Where's Harry?” Donald asked.

Before I could respond, I heard a familiar voice coming from outside, it sounded like Elijah. I turned my back around and to my surprise it was. Okay things just took a complete twist. What was Donald here? Why was he with my brother? Elijah hates him more than anyone, including me. I stepped back as Elijah now intruded into the flat. 

“I told ya to wait for me.” Elijah breathed.

“Well when have I ever listened to you?” Donald replied with annoyance.

I looked at the two gentlemen as I closed the door. 

“What are you doing here Kenzie?” Elijah stepped closer to me.

“I live here.” 

“What? You what?!” Elijah's eyes grew wide and his eyes were a blue like mine. “Oh god.” He threw his hands up in the air and turned around like he was ashamed of me.

“Whats going on? Why are you guys here?” I asked.

Donald sighed and looked at Elijah, Elijah gave him a nodded. Ordering him to proceed. 

“Well, Elijah called me.” Donald spoke. “He told me about how he saw you and Harry together in some magazines and asked me to investigate on him.”

Elijah stopped Donald, “I was worried Kenz, I never really heard good things about Styles. So I made a deal-”

“With the devil?” I interrupted. 

Elijah ignored my comment, “Harrys bad news for you Kenzie. He is a player, has a record of violence, he had to seek professional help for! He's bad news, and I doubt want his reputation to ruin your photography career.”

Elijah walked closer to me, “I care about you Kenzie.”

I look of horror consumed my face, not in the information about Harry, but a the fact that they don't know what they are saying. They don't know about Harry and I. How dare they come into our flat, unannounced, and tell me Harry's bad for me.

“Well you're one to talk Elijah.” I retorted back.

“... Kenz, that's different, she wasn't dangerous.”

I was referring to Elijah's girlfriend Daisy, she cheated on him a while ago. It broke his heart, yet he still took her back and I was supportive. I don't like her, but I knew how much she meant to him. 

“Neither is Harry!” 

“I told you she was gonna be like this.” Donald mumbled. 

I looked at them both with confusion. My thoughts were out of control. 

Elijah sighed in disappointment, “Fine.” he breathed out. “We will do it your way.” He looked at Donald. 

Donald gave me a mischievous look, “So listen sweet doll. I have a.. ultimatum if you may.”

I looked at him, I was now intrigued. I nodded for him to proceed with his plan.

“You break up with Harry, OR,” He walked to me until we were face to face. “I will tare this band apart, and feed it to the media. I got dirt on all of them.” Donald threw me a devilish smirk and turned back around. 

My stomach dropped. My heart stopped in its place. This can't be happening, I just got Harry back. I-I can't lose him again. This isn't fair. Haven't we been through enough. Tears flooded to my eyes. 

“Please. Don't do this.” I pleaded to Elijah as they began to walk to the door.

“I-I need him.” I cried.

Elijah took in a breath as he opened the front door, “No, you don't.” 

With the slam of the door I dropped to my knees. I don't know what to do. I need Harry, I want to be with him. I told him I wouldn't break his heart and now I have too. The idea of it formed needle like pains in my chest. I had two choices. One, to be with Harry, and let his career suffer for love. Or, break up with Harry and let him live his dream. 

I paced back and forth trying to find a loop hole to there demented bargain, but nothing rose to my mind. I knew this was my time to not be selfish, that I had to do what was best for Harry. I would rather have him hate me than regret me. I wont make him soak in the depths of misery for an ordinary girl like me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I found out I was the reason for the failure of there band. Harry only gets one shot to live his dream, and there are millions of other girls out there. Who are better than me.