Sweet Mistake

Here comes trouble

Annabelle's POV

The breathing behind me was heavy. I was terrified. I didn't want to turn around. I balled my hands into fists getting read to swing. I tried remaining calm. I took a deep breath and whipping around swinging my fist. But there was nothing there. I hit nothing. It was empty. I was alone. My skin rose and the goose bumps multiplied. I quickly pulled out my key and unlocked my door and went inside. I locked it right away. What the hell was that? I swear I felt something behind me. I think i'm going insane. I pushed my thoughts away and shook it off. I'm probably just tired. I went into my room and changed into my pajamas. I went to my living room and sat on the couch and turned on the tv. I sat there and watched Keeping up with the Kardashians.

I heard shuffling in my kitchen. My head turned towards it. I got up to check it out. I walked in slowly and looked in. Nothing. Okay. Time for bed. I went upstairs and got in bed and fell asleep.

*Next day*

I woke up and went out in my living room to see Eleanor hadn't came back. I decided to take a shower and put on some clothes and go get breakfast. I thought I should ask Harry if we wanted to join me. So I walked to the boy's flat. I opened the door and walked in and set my stuff down.

"Harry!" I called. I heard some chatter from the living room. So I walked in there. As soon as I did I was greeted coldly and confusedly by several pairs of eyes. "Oh, um." I said startled. Harry stood up. All of the boys sat there with a couple of other people I didn't know.

"Who's this?" A woman asked.

"I need to talk to you." Harry said grabbing my arm and leading me out of the room.

"Who are these people?" I whispered.

"These are some people from management." He said quietly. We didn't want to cause a scene so we spoke softly.

"Why are they here?" I asked.

"That's what I need to talk to you about." He returned looking me in the eyes.

"Go ahead." I furrowed my eyebrows getting ready to listen.

"They don't know about you. They showed up this morning. Do you remember Karen?" He asked and I nodded. "Well that's her. The light brown haired woman. And the guy is Andrew." He said. I stayed quiet waiting for him to continue. "They want us to go back to London Annabelle." He said looking down holding my hands.

"W-what? Why?" I spoke louder.

"Because they said after the last stunt we pulled with disappearing and all they want to keep an eye on us." He said with sadness in his voice. They are not leaving me. These boys are the first people who have really accepted me. These people are not just taking them away from me.

"Like hell they will." I practically shouted as I stormed away from Harry going back to the living room. He tried pulling me back but I left too quick. I walked in and Karen and Andrew looked at me.

"Hello." I simply stated.

"Hello..." Karen looked at me puzzled. Harry walked up behind me. The boys mouthed for him to get me out of there but he mouthed that he tried.

"I'm Annabelle." I smiled and held out a hand to the short haired, well dressed woman. She hesitated but then took it and shook it.

"Karen." She said slowly. "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Harry's..." I paused and looked at him. He was jumping around frustrated and gave me an annoyed look. I don't care. I'm telling these people. "I'm Harry's girlfriend." I faced back to the woman. Her head tilted to the side as her eyebrows raised.