Chapter 22

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I know you said,That you don't like it complicated, That we should try to keep it simple But love is never ever simple

I was wide awake and ready to run out of this place. I have to leave. I can't stay here and who cares if I'll probably miss a couple more days of school because of my actions tonight but who cares. My relationship and my life depends on this. If Harry wants this key he can get it hisself. I should have listened to him, the first time. Gosh I feel stupid.

A memory of the passed floated around in my head. It was Harry and I. I was giving him a lecture about a guy I didn't know, telling him that he was the bad guy but oh boy it is Niall. Harry knew him better then me but I didn't listen and talked loads about a guy I actually didn't know. Yeah Niall at first was very sweet so that why I thought that way but now I'm seeing the real him and I can't take it anymore.

I slipped out of his arms, sitting at the edge of the bed to retrieve my phone. Sending a quick text to Harry and waiting for a response, I began packing up my belongings. I watched Niall from the corner of my eye, hoping that he will stay a sleep.

I through my clothes in the little bag I brought from home, throwing my backpack over my shoulder. Checking twice that I had everything, I walked towards the bed where my phone was.

Be there in 10. Be careful, I love you

I read the text from Harry. It was sent 5 minutes ago. So he should be here soon. I took one last look at Niall, a boy that once treated me like a princess, a boy or should I say a man. A man that's truly evil in the inside.

I slowly and apprehensively approached the door. I knew it wasn't going to be a problem to get out of this room but what scares me is what lays behind it.

A white haired and brown eyed boy. I know they stay up to get a late night smoke. But Zayn shouldn't be up, knowing that's it's a school night. It's 3:00 am also, so...

I slowly grasped the handle, cold and unflinching, and pulled it, holding in my breath, scared that if I release, he'd hear.. I did so with not a little fear, shuddering as the mighty hinges creaked loudly and shrilly. A lump had formed in my throat, as I took my first step out into the hall.

The first step led to another and I was already down stairs. I heard talking coming from the kitchen, making me stop where I was at. I wasn't near but I wasn't far either so I bent down, peaking out the corner to see Michael.

I should have known it was him. He needs to hurry up and go sleep.

Michael was leaning on the counter talking on the phone with a smile on his face.

"When do I get to see you again?"he whines Into the phone. Don't tell me this fool has a girlfriend cause if he do, I wonder how she deals with him.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! NatNat I'm being serious!" He says jumping off the counter, walking towards the cabinet.

Awe he gives her nicknames, such a dork. Who would have thought he was a softy?

"Fine, talk to you later?" He ask walking out of the kitchen. Walking right passed me!! I guess I'm good at blinding in with the walls.

I wait for him to walk up the stairs, before leaving my hiding spot and walking towards the front door.

I'm here

Good timing! I tighten my grip around my belongings before opening the door. A black Hummer comes into view, headlights off.

Well this was easy

I made my way to the car to stop immediately when I see 3 unknown figures hop out of the back seat and another from the Drivers. The one from the Drivers side quickly came into view, wrapping me into his loving arms. We stood there for a while until one of the unknown spoke.

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