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**Zayn POV**

"Breathe," Harry says. I focus on his voice as I feel rage fire up in my stomach. He had taken me to an abandoned warehouse to assist me with my anger problems.

I clench my teeth together and narrow my eyes at the wall.

"Just calm down," he says, looking me straight in the eye.. "The key is self control. I can't help you with that. It's up to you to control your emotions,"

I take a deep breath and suddenly, I feel calmer. My anger dissipates and I stare at Harry.

"How did I do that?" I ask, breathless. Once I'm angry, I'm angry. I've never been able to actually stop myself.

"It's because you actually tried," Harry mumbles.

"Thanks for the help," I say, honestly.

"You're not done quite yet," Harry says, grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. "There's a lot more you need to know about anger management, just not today," and steps out the door.

I sit there for five minutes with my head between my legs, breathing heavily. My phone vibrates, and it's a text from Harry, telling me to meet him at the coffee shop later today so we could 'catch up and be pals again'. I roll my eyes and walk out the warehouse door.

~

"How's everyone back home?" I ask, making pointless conversation with Harry. We were in the coffee shop, sitting in the corner, accompanied by something called an awkward silence.

"They're all good. I went to visit your mum and dad, they're fine, and your sisters are doing great in the boarding school. They told me to tell you not to worry about them," he says, obviously annoyed having to be the messenger.

"Thank you," I finish my coffee and throw it in the trash can. The door of the coffee shop opens and surprisingly, I see Callie walk in. She looks my way and looks surprised for a moment.

"I'll be right back," I mumble to Harry but he's too busy doing something on his phone to acknowledge me.

"Hey," I say casually, walking up to her.

"Hi," she takes a moment to order before turning back to me. "Who are you here with?" she asks curiously, peering around me.

"Just a friend from out of town, we needed to clear up some business, that's why I've been so busy," I say, praying Harry doesn't come into view.

"I didn't know one of your friends was here. Can I meet him?" she asks.

Well.

"Oh, sure, um," I clear my throat and she looks confused. "Let me just go and get Harr- I mean, my friend, to come over,"

I spin around to see Harry walking towards us, his expression shocked. He was staring at Callie and Callie was looking like she had seen a ghost.

"Callie, um this is Harry, Harry, this is Callie," I say awkwardly. Harry ignores me and looks at Callie with a concerned expression on his face.

"Are you ok?" he asks Callie. She shifts uncomfortably, glancing at me uneasily.

"What?" I turn to Harry.

"This is the girl who I saw in the alley that day I came here," Harry says.

Oh.

So basically, Callie had lied to me, about her confrontation with Mike. What would have happened if Harry hadn't showed up?

"Why didn't you tell me?" I'm not really sure who I'm mad at, but all I know is, I'm starting to get mad, and Harry can sense it.

"I was scared of him,"

"Scared of him doing what?"

"I was scared he was going to go after you," she whispers.

"Why would you be afraid of him coming to me, when we both know it's you we should be worrying about?" The anger is slowly starting to build and Harry is watching me closely. He gives me a look that basically screams 'calm down'.

"I don't know," Callie looks down at the floor. "Sorry about lying," she mumbles. Her coffee is ready and she uses it as an excuse for leaving me.

"You need to calm down, or you're going to lose control in a public place that's not Tenth Hour," Harry whispers to me.

"She lied to me,"

"She did, but she obviously had a reason."

I look up and see that she had ordered two coffees, for some strange reason.

"Why do you have two?" I ask suspiciously.

"One's for Danielle, she's waiting for me in the hotel room, so I should probably go," she says and quickly leaves.

Isn't Danielle her runaway sister? And why did she say hotel room?

I follow her out of the coffee shop and see her figure fast walking on the sidewalk, heading to the main part of town, and start sprinting in her direction. I lose track of her and I stop to catch my breath, when suddenly I'm tackled to the ground and my head hits the hard concrete sidewalk.

A/N: HAHAHAHAHA that was suchhhh a bad ending

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