Chasing Endlessly (Harry Styles)

Chapter: 12

-Allison's p.o.v.-

I awoke to a knock on my door. The door creaked open and Keila walked in.
"Hey morning." She aid as she sat on the end of my bed. "Good morning."

I sat up rubbing my eyes from th tiredness. "Ben and I are going to a art show tonight I was wondering if you would like to go, with us." She says smiling.

I love art and it helps me think. "Yeah sure. I'd love too." I say as she gets off my bed. "We're going to leave latter tonight around 7." She says as she gets off my bed. When she walks out the door I lay my back onto my bed again. I pull my covers off me and walk to the bathroom. My eyes were a little swollen but not that much. I remembered that I cried a lot yesterday. My phone vibrated on mt night stand. I walk over to it and see it was from Harry.

Morning cupcake. Hope you slept well.
~Harry

I laugh to myself. Cupcake wow.

Morning Curly. Cupcake? And you have a good day too.
~Allison

I laughed at the name I gave him. It suits him perfectly. I went downstairs and grabbed some food. When I walked back up to my room I took out a nice white lace dress and some flats. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself. Why is it that Harry keeps being so nice to me? I'm not that pretty and well I'm damaged. I don't think that these wounds will ever heal.

I look at myself and pull the sleeve of my shirt up showing my shoulder. The bruise my dad gave me the night before I had left was slowly fadding away. How could he ever do something like that I never did anything to him. I decided until it was time to get ready that I would walk around the block. As I walked I listened to music. I was too distracted on my phone that I bumped into someone.

I looked up to see a guy wearing all black looking down at me. He was tall and muscular like Harry but even more.

"I..Im so sorry." I said looking at the tall boy. His eyes were brown and some of his hair covered the top of his head.

"You should be more careful darling." He said making me shake on the inside and outside. I only.looked.at him not wanting to say anything. Intead of walking the original way I was going I turned myself around and walked back to the flat.

The way he called me darling made me think of the way my dad called me that. I looked behind me and he was gone. I shook my head. I took deep breaths and walked to the door. The way he looked at me was like an angry dog.

I went up to my room took a shower and put on my dress. I put on some lip gloss and mascara and walked down stairs. Keila walked out and was wearing a nice dress. It was pink with a black belt. Ben was wearing nice pants with a but up shirt tucked in. "Well dont you look nice." Ben said to me as he walked towards the door.

We walked out the door and to the car. I sat in the back seat. Ben started to drive and I played candy crush on my phone. "Allison." Ben said getting my attention. I looked up and looked in his direction. "Yes?" He took a breath in and said "Keila and I have to go out of town for two or three days." What they're going to leave me here.all alone. He continued "Some of Keila's friends will be checking on you every ounce and again." What worse being left all alone or having a babysitter. Well not really a babysitter but like it.I thought to myself.

"Are you ok with that." No. "Yeah sure it's fine." Liar. I told myself. We pulled up to a nice, fancy looking building. We all got out and I followed behind them. They looked so perfect and cute for each other. Mom would've loved her. We walk in and Keila says hi to a man. Probably the owner. I walk towards a painting of a sunrise. A women walks up behind me.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" She ask me. I turn my head to her. She was much older than me she had blonde hair, hazel eyes. "Yes it's magnificent." I say to her. "The man who painted this was extraordinary." I caught on to the fact that she said was. "I'm sorry what do you mean by was." She looked at me her smile slowly fading. "He always dreamt of exploring the world. He loved watching the sun rise. But one day on his way to Ireland his plane crashed. It was a terrible day." I looked back at the painting. She walked off and I went to.look at another painting. Then it caught my eye there was the same guy that I saw earlier today. He wasn't looking in my direction but I still felt scared.

So it's starting to get to the parts where things begin.to get messed up for Allison. Any predictions about the boy in all black? Thank you.