Just Wanna Be With You (Carlos)

C11: Surprise!

Harry turned around slowly. His usually perfect hair was now dismantled and his face was slightly flushed. I could tell he'd been running here to find me.

"Rebecc-"

I cut him off with the sound of my fist hitting his jaw in just the right place. He fell to the ground almost instantly and I was quickly on top of him.

"YOU LIED TO ME!" I screamed as I hit his arm repeatedly. "CARLOS ISN'T HERE!" A small tear slid down his face, right from the corner of his eye. Besides that, he showed no feelings of pain or even anger towards me.

"I d-didn't lie t-to you!" he yelled. I put my rein of beating him to death on hold."He's here! I was just going to check him out of the hotel." The last part was barely a whisper, but it was still loud enough for me to hear. I scrambled to get off of him and ran to the front desk. Surprisingly, no one had tried to rip me off of Harry. In fact, there was quite a lack of people in the lobby now that I thought about it. Where did the line go? And why the hell didn't my hands hurt?

My chain of thoughts was brought to a halt when I heard Harry stumbling towards me.

"Please, don't," he pleaded.

"Don't what?" I asked. Even in a state of pain and panic, Harry managed to roll his eyes.

"Just don't tell them what I did," he muttered.

"Don't tell them?" I asked. He nodded his head quickly. "Yeah, okay." I rolled my eyes.

I ran towards the check-in desk, only to find it gone.

"What the...fuck?" I turned around to see if I had gone in the wrong direction, only to find that all the furniture had also disappeared. "Harry, what's happening?"

Harry stood on the only chair in the room.

"Oh, Rebecca," he sighed. I took another step towards him. "Haven't you figured it out?"

I shook my head no. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion.

"You always were a little ditzy," he mused. I tried a rebuttal, but all that came out was the air moving through my lungs.

All of a sudden, a familiar figure came running into the lobby carrying a red rose.

"Becs, I gotta ask you something," Carlos asked, panting. Where did he come from?

"Carlos, oh thank god, you're okay!" I exclaimed, latching onto him. He looked at me confused.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Harry...he...he kidnapped us! And I got away! He was holding you hostage!.." My words came out in a mess.

"Who's Harry?"

"Carlos, why are you acting so weird?" Carlos sat down on the floor and played with his rose.

Just then, Harry pulled a gun out of his pocket and aimed it towards my head, a masochistic grin on his face.

"Harry- no, please," I urged. "Please."

Carlos just smiled at me.

"Harry, put the gun down."

He looked from Carlos, to me, and back to Carlos.

He was too quick to pull the trigger.

"NO-"

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A/N

Finished my exam early and felt like updating early again! :) what do ya'll think is happening??

<3Emilee