Running Through the Dark

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

ANNA'S POINT OF VIEW

For the first time this morning I made direct eye contact with the curly haired angel who often occupies my mind. His eyes showed no emotion, no color. Just what looked like a dull painting. My eyes flicked to his chest, searching for any indication at his mood change. His broad shoulders rose and fell at a fast rate as his chest pumped air in and out of his lungs. White knuckles clung to the silver fork in his massive hand, as if he was trying to squeeze orange juice out of an orange, however, the strong metal resisted his strength.

"Harry, It's--"

"Don't," Harry replied flatly. Still no emotion leaked from his gray eyes.

He stood up quickly, his chair falling backwards behind him. he didn't bother picking it up as he walked away. I too stood up and followed his stride to the front door. He sighed, and flung open the door and walked briskly to his car. I tried my best to keep up but his long legs seemed to carry him just a little out of my reach. He sat down into his car, and quickly locked it. I knew exactly what he was doing, and I hated the thought of what could happen. I pounded my small fists against his darkened window, but the engine roared to life, causing me to leap backward. Harry took this opportunity to leave the driveway, and keep me from stopping what he was going to do.

I watched as his black, shiny car sped away. I cursed under my breath as I ran to Louis' red jeep and jumped in. I was relieved to see the keys already in the car. I have no idea why he would keep them there, seems like a bad idea to me, but right now, it was the best thing to happen to me so far today. Except maybe one other thing. The way Niall's raspy voice joined ours in the kitchen. Or how his hair was done up in a perfect quiff. Plus the way his strong arms held me, like he was protecting me from everything and anything. That's it. Seeing Niall for the first time this morning, was the best moment of my day so far. I came back to reality and anger boiled inside of me.

"Shit," I let him get ahead of me. Now I'll be too late once I reach the apartments. I could only hope that Harry would change his mind, and realize that violence won't solve anything. Not even a broken heart. I quickly pulled out of the driveway and sped to the familiar building.

HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW

I glanced into my mirrors, to see Louis' car trailing mine. I turned my head back to the street in front of mine. At first, I felt nothing. Just a dull shiver that started in my cheat and numbed my body as it slowly spread through the rest of my body. My knuckles stung as the skin on my fingers stretched with the tight grip my steering wheel endured. Wait.... how did Niall know this already.

"Son of a bitch!?" I screamed as I slammed my fist into my steering wheel.

The loud beep that echoed from my car startled me, causing my car to slightly jeer to the right. My breathing increased. I can't drive with this many thoughts going through my head. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw what looked to be a gym. I quickly made a U- turn and pulled into the parking lot. I stepped out of my sleek car, just to see Louis's red car pass by the entrance. Good. I really need to clear my mind. I walked briskly towards the glass door. The cool breeze cooled my heated anger, bit the once numb feeling has turned into a obnoxious burn that made me want to scream. I pressed my hand against the cold glass, and the door easily swung open. I walked into the empty gym. A tall guy with broad shoulders and wide muscles welcomed me with a bright smile.

"Hi! How may I help you?"

"Umm. I was wondering if I could rent some boxing gear and book a time in the ring."

"Well, you're in luck. There happens to be no one signed up for the ring today. And, we are getting ready to close so you've got time to think and get this girl off your mind" He says knowingly.