Dark (The Past Never Changes)

Chapter 4

Kaylee's P.O.V.

I get home and I'm all sweaty and Bree isn't home yet. No matter how careless I come off as, I hate being home alone. I haven't always been alone, so it makes me feel weird. I go upstairs and lay down cause I don't want to take a shower. I play on my phone for a while.

I guess I zone out because I didn't hear the front door close and a very drunk Bree stumbles into my room. I almost laugh at her until I see a curly haired guy holding her up from behind. She finally makes it to my bed and breathes heavy. Before she speaks, she looks up at me smiles.

"I love you so much Kaylee. You Devin and Mariah really are my best friends!" She says happily.

"Okay." I say neutral.

"Do you hate me? Am I a bad person?" She asks.

"You saw Steven didn't you?" I ask. She only asks these questions after seeing Steven. That asshole gets me so mad.

"No and no. You need to go to bed drunk." I laugh at her. She looks back up at the guy waiting patiently by my door.

"Hey! You're the guy from the club that beat up Steven! Wait. What's your name, and uh how did you get here?" She asks confused. Wow Bree.

"I'm Harry. And I brought you home. Because you're drunk and you needed to get away from who ever it was that hit you." He chuckles. I shoot up.

"He fucking hit you again?" I scream. Bree puts her hands on my shoulders as if it would calm me down.

"Shhh. You're too loud! And yeah.. But Harold took care of him. Haha Harold! Harry! Too funny." Wow she is plastered. I get up and put some shoes on.

"Wait, he's hit her before?" Harry asks concerned.

"Yeah all the time. They used to be together and he would get mad at something and take it out on her. Well she finally caught him cheating on her and left him." I explain.

"Where are you going Kaylee?" Bree asks with a pouting face.

"I'm uh, going to Niall's." I lie.

"No! Someone has to stay here with me." She looks at me and I point to Harry. "Oh right!" She catches on.

"Her room is the one across from mine. Take care of her, and do not take advantage of her." I warn him. He laughs and nods.

I leave before Bree has the chance to convince me to stay. I go towards the club, but don't have to go all the way because I see Steven walking down the street. I pull over and walk around the block. He walks by and I pull him in an alley, and pin him against the wall.

"What is wrong with you? You can't just take the break up like a man and leave her alone. The next time I hear or see you hit her, I will personally hunt you down and cut off your dick, then shove it down your throat. Leave her alone." I threaten.

"Ooo I like feisty girls who take control. I should've hit on you in the first place." He smirks. I move my forearm to his throat.

"I swear if you don't leave us alone I will fucking kill you. Do not underestimate me. I will make your life a living hell. Try me and I'll make sure you never see the light of day again." I lift his chin up and slam his head on the wall.

He falls down and whimpers while I walk back to my car. I look back and he's barely getting off the ground. Oh gosh. My adrenaline was rushing an I wanted to kill somebody. I take a few deep breathes before driving back home. I walk in and Harry's in the kitchen. He's staring at the cabinets trying to figure out which ones hold what. I laugh and walk over the one in the corner.

"A glass I assume." I state.

"Yeah and some pain medication." He says smoothly.

"Oh no need to worry about that part." I laugh.

"What?" He asks confused.

"She won't get a hang over." I say softly.

"Hmm weird." He turns to walk away but my speaking stops him.

"So were you hanging out with Bree at the club?" I ask.

"Uh, no actually I was walking by when he hit her. I felt angry so I knocked him out. I didn't even think about coming home with her until I saw her face and looked in her eyes. I was just going to ask if she's okay, but she's so damn beautiful, and I'm dying to know how she is when she's sober." He smirks a little and looks down.

"We're you not drinking?" I question wondering why he's acting perfectly fine.

"No. Actually, I don't drink." He answers. I nod and walk away. I don't really care to know anything else and I don't feel like answering questions from him.

When I get to my room, my phone is going off. It's texts from Niall.

Niall: I had a really good time tonight. We should do it again soon! Xx

Niall: Hey, just wondering, but would you like to go to dinner Monday night?

Niall: Never mind sorry.

Oh this kid is an attached type. I'm annoyed but I don't wanna hurt his feelings and I don't know what else to say. I have nothing else to do, so why not see where it goes?

Kaylee: Sure. I'll go with you Monday. Pick me up at 7.

I reply and set my phone back on my night stand. What am I getting myself into? I don't really want to go, but I don't really want to hurt him either. I'll just go where I usually go to let my stress out tomorrow, then I don't have to think about it too much. I can't wait for next Thursday though! It's time to start mentally preparing for my first challenge!

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A/N

Two updates in one day? Oh yeah. Hope you guys like it. I'll post again tomorrow! Okay bye guys. Thanks.