"No." I was nearly speechless. All I could do was repeat 'no' and shake my head in disbelief. "No. No. No. This can't be happening." I ran my fingers through my hair and rested my elbows on my knees.
"Alexis--" Harry laid a hand on my shoulder trying to comfort me. I pushed his hand off of me and shot up off the couch.
"No." I said sternly. "No you're lying to me." I clenched my fists and felt myself start to dig my nails into my palms. This could not be happened to Louis. I paced back and forth in front of Harry rubbing the backs of my hands raw. "No. That's not true. You're lying, Harry. It was a-a dream or something. No, it isn't true." I kept talking about how it wasnt true, trying to convince myself that it actually wasnt true. I heatd Harry sigh. He pulled himself up off the couch and stopped my pacing.
"I wish it wasnt true, Alexis." Harry looked me right in the eyes and at that moment I knew he wasn't lying to me. My breath hitched. I couldnt take a normal breath. Harry tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and gave me a small smile. I couldn't believe it. This just wasnt happening. I saw how hurt Harry was, even though he was smiling. I pushed him away from me and frantically ran down the hall. Id lost all sense. I pushed through the door into the kitchen and ran right past everyone out the door into the backyard.
I whipped my head around searching for a way out of the fenced in backyard. I couldnt seem to find the gate even though I knew this backyard better than my own. I heard the backdoor open and sensed somebody behind me. I came face to face with Zayn, my head alost colliding with his. He wrapped his arms around my entire upper body and held me close to him. I kept thrashing, trying to get away from him. Away from here. I wanted out of this house. I just wanted to get into my car and drive until the gas ran out. But I couldn't. Zayn had me in the tightest grip Id ever felt. I gave in and collapsed into him.
"Zayn...please let me go. Let me go home. I want to go away. Please!" I begged. Zayn ignored my pleads and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He turned around and started walking back into the house. I pushed my face into the base on Zayn's neck and squeezed my eyes closed tightly. I was tring to keep myself from crying, I didn't feel like crying anymore. I felt Zayn push the back door open with his foot then shut it behind him.
"We're going to be upstairs for a minute." Zayn said to someone in a hushed voice.
"Zayn," i whispered against Zayn's skin, "Im okay...really. I just...I-i just wanna go home." I felt Zayn start walking up the stairs.
"No. Not until you tell me what's up. I dont like seeing you this way, Alexis." Zayn rubbed his hand up and down my back trying to soothe me. I nodded, knowing he wasnt going to let me leave.
"okay..."
