Misplaced [ Harry Styles ]. *COMPLETED*

Chapter 24- Aftershock

Chapter 24- Aftershock

The next morning when I wake up, the bed is empty, I rub my eyes and scream Harry’s name, but there is no return. I decide to get up and I walk over to his bathroom. My eyes are all puffy from last night and my head is pounding. I splash my face with some lukewarm water.  I head out and down to the kitchen, the entire house is quiet, I look over to the watch hanging in the kitchen it’s two already. I sigh and enter the kitchen, I see a note in Harry’s handwriting with my name on it, I open the envelope

“Hey Baby, I’m sorry I’m not here, I had to go somewhere, I wanted to bring you with, but you were sleeping. I love you!

I’ll be back before five...

                                                         -Harry xx”

 I don’t know what to do with myself, so I decide to go back to my house, when I get in the house is empty.I sigh in relief. My phone rings in my pocket and I answer it

“Hello?” I ask into the speaker

“Hi, this is Stan from Smartbank. We just want to know if you are aware of your current bank balance?” He asks and I knot my eyebrows together

“Yeah?” I ask

“The hundred thousand pounds?” he asks and I cough

“Sorry? What?” I gape

“Yes, it was transferred last night from a certain Mrs R. Clifford”

“That’s my mother...” I say shocked, she’d always give me five or ten thousand pounds each month, but this?

“Would you like to invest it?” He asks

“No, no. thank you.” I stutter and hang up, I give a big shriek and I start dancing around. ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND POUNDS!!?? But my sudden wave of excitement is ruined when I see my phone is ringing, it's Ally

“Hello?”

“Annie, Zayn is asking to see you, he’s cracking.” Ally cries into the phone,I didn’t mean for all of this to happen. I mean, why does he care? It all meant nothing

“Please?” She pleads

“Okay... I’ll be there in ten minutes.” I say flatly. I’m not going to tell Harry

“Thank you” She sobs and I put the phone down

I quickly run upstairs, and get dressed., I drive to the hospital, and I head over to Zayn’s room. When I get in the whole group is here, Liam, Jeanne, Niall, Chantel, Louis and Ally, all with tear stained cheeks as they look at Zayn’s fragile body and pale face. I feel bad almost instantly and I walk in. Everyone looks at me with hate, everyone except Ally, she gives me a sincere look

“Guys, can I speak with her alone?” Zayn asks through the tubes in his mouth, they all clear the room and I am left alone with him

“Why?” Is all he asks

“What?” I ask back

“Why’d you do it? Pretend you were in love with me, if you were seeing Harry?” he asks, his voice soft, and hoarse from crying

“You would’ve hurt me even worse Zayn, you would’ve embarrassed me in front of the entire senior group.” A tear escapes my eye

“You think that’s what I was going to do?” he laughs dryly

“I did this to piss my ex Amber off... She always won prom queen, and when we broke up, I saw a chance, like I said; you are not bad looking and it was perfect. So then the boys and I made a bet. I basically used you to make her jealous, I never planned on actually falling for you” He says in a muffled voice and coughs in between words, I start crying

“Zayn, I can’t.” I say and rush out of the hospital, to my car, I hear my name called more than once, but I don’t turn around, I keep running, I finally reach my car and I slam the hooter repeatedly, after my rampage, I drive home only to find a very mad looking Harry standing on my porch

“Harry” I say and he looks at me, as soon as he sees me crying he takes me in his arms

“What happened baby?” He cups my face and i holds his hands against my face

“I was just at the hospital, I know I promised you, but Ally begged me. I’m sorry.” I cry into his chest, hugging him

“Shhh, it’s okay, everything is gonna be okay.” He rubs the back of my head and kisses my forehead. He picks me up and we go over to his house, he puts me down on the couch and heads towards the kitchen, he hands me a cup of hot cocoa, I thank him and we sit on the couch, my legs over his lap

“Where did you go?” I ask him as I lean into his chest

“Went to a travel agent, we leave in a week.” He says excitedly, I look up at him and smile widely

“What? Did you buy everything? How did you afford it?” I ask him a million questions

“Don’t worry about that, just think of it as a all-expenses-paid vacation” He kisses my lips

“How long are we going?” I ask

“Three weeks”

“Three weeks?” I exclaim, excitedly,completely forgotten about my previously sour mood

“Yeah.” He chuckles

“Thank you Harry.” I kiss his lips and we watch a few movies