Walking Through the Time Capsule

Chapter 22

Walking Through the Time Capsule

Chapter 22

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Niall...

I didn't sleep at all that night. All I could think about was how badly I wanted to rip that guy apart limb from limb, and how desperately I wanted to comfort Annabelle. There's no doubt in my mind, that what just occurred a few hours ago, surfaced bad memories for her. That thought alone is what kept me up.

Finally sick of tossing and turning, I got up and made my way to Harry's room. "Harry?" I whispered quietly as I poked my head through the door.

He turned towards me groggily, and groaned. "What time is it?"

"Eight." I said as I fully entered his room, going to the window to lift the curtain, and letting some sun light in.

"You okay? You look like you didn't sleep." He said immediately after he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"That's cause I didn't."

"Cause of last night." He stated in understanding. I nodded and plopped myself down on the bed next to him. "Yeah, I couldn't either."

"I'm just so...mixed." I said as I tugged at my hair in frustration. "I'm so angry and upset and worried and mad and...Ugh! It's pissing me off!" I raised my voice a teeny bit.

"I'm with ya mate." He put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "What's gonna happen today?"

"I don't know." I sighed. "I'll probably call Louis to see how she's doing, and maybe go see her? But I'm not so sure. I feel like I should give her some time to cool off. I don't want to scare her."

"Well, just call Louis, and see what he thinks. He's been with her all night. He'll know first hand what's going on."

"Yeah, you're right." I told him as I pulled his phone off his night stand. I didn't feel like going and getting mine, and his lack of complaints told me he didn't care. Just as I found Louis' name in his contacts, the sound of the doorbell startled us both.

"Shit." Harry chuckled, clutching his chest.

We both rose from the bed, and made our way to the front door. Harry carelessly tossed it open as I stood next to him in curiosity. Three different gasps were released in the space, while Louis nervously stood off to the side.

My jaw hung slightly while I stared into her timid eyes.

"A-Annabelle?" Harry stuttered in shock.

Her eyes started to dart back and forth between me and Harry. "Harry? What are you doing here?"

He looked even more confused and taken back as he stole a nervous glance at Louis. "More like what are you doing here? And what the heck is going on?"

"Okay, I'm confused." Annabelle stated. I just stood there, frozen and unmoving, unable to say a word.

"I live here?" He said as if it was questionable.

"Louis, you didn't tell me Harry lived with..." She trailed off, turning to Louis.

"Aha, yeah," he nervously coughed, "about that..."

"Annabelle, why don't you come in. I'll show you around." Harry saved Louis.

Annabelle cautiously stepped into the apartment, side eyeing me, before following Harry into our apartment. My eyes followed them until they were out of sight, and once they were, I grabbed Louis' shirt and yanked him into the kitchen next to the entrance.