I listened for the whimpers until I got to Harry's room.
There was a vase on the floor, Harry's was a complete mess pacing back and forth.
"Harry? Wha-"
"Why did you let me?!" He yelled at me.
"I-I didn't know you were going throw the vase?" I said as calmly as I could.
"Not that! How could you let me kiss you!?" He yelled again still pacing.
I couldn't find words to say.
"We can't do this! What if I get shot? You'll be here alone, I won't be there to comfort you!" He yelled with tears streaming.
"I can fend for my self." I said quietly.
"No you can't, you need me!" He yelled.
"I just killed a man! I killed him! I can fend for myself!" I yelled with tears now streaming from my eyes.
He ran his hand through his hair, then threw his hand down and pushed me against the wall.
He had rage burning in his eyes.
My arm began to burn and sting.
I gasped at the pain my arm was creating.
"Harry!" I managed to whimper.
He didn't listen and pushed harder.
"Harry!" I choked.
Finally the rest of the boys rushed to the room, they ripped Harry off of me.
I fell to the floor, too weak to stand from the pain.
As they pulled Harry away I could see the guilt in his eyes. He began crying in his own self hatred.
Ed ran to my side and carried my to the lobby, it was the closest place.
He continued to tell me to breathe. I stared up at the ceiling.
"Why was he so mad?" Ed asked slowly after a while.
"You didn't hear him yelling?!" I said getting worked up, he shushed me.
"We were on the other side of the motel, I'm sorry." He said.
Zayn then walked through the doorway of the lobby, he looked stressed.
"Is she okay?" He asked quietly, Ed nodded.
"Why did you have to come?" Zayn asked running his hand through his hair.
"It wasn't my choice." I protested.
"Then why are you still here." He said staring at me intensely.
"Zayn?!" Ed yelled.
I stood up and quickly walked to my room.
I ignored the horrible pain as I threw my clothes in my duffle bag.
Before I left the room I eyed the gun, I ran and picked it up along with the knife.
I walked out of the room and down the hall, Harry ran out of his room.
"What are you doing?" He called worried and anxious.
"I have to leave, I don't belong here." I said quietly.
"Ally you can't leave, not after everything!" He said running to me, I took a few small steps away from him.
"Ally stop, I'm sorry I'm so so sorry." He said with a tear in his eye.
"You can't leave." He said stepping toward me, I looked down.
I took a deep breath and turned around towards the lobby.
"I love you." He simply said.
I could tell there was so much behind those three words. I knew he wouldn't have saved me and let me stay if he didn't.
I turned around and looked at him, I dropped my duffel bag.
He ran to me and embraced me, he pulled me as close as he could.
"I love you too." I whispered into his ear.
He cupped my cheeks with his large hands, he quickly pulled me into a long kiss. There was passion and desperation.
"You can't ever leave me, please." He said pulling back.
"You have to promise me you'll never do that again." I said referring to his anger.
"I promise, I swear on my life." He replied kissing my forehead.
Louis ran out from Harry's bedroom and hugged me.
"So you're okay? You're not hurt?" Louis asked quickly.
"I'm fine." I giggled, he sighed in relief and ran off to tell the others.
