The Brunette

Chapter 45

(Louis's pov): Harry was upset.

That was the only thing that was obvious when he came back from Starbucks. I don't know anything else.

"Harry, just tell me what's wrong." I plead again as he runs another red light.

That's the second one.

"You're gonna get us killed." I point out. "No I won't." He grumbles. His first words since he came back. "Harry, what's wrong? What happened?" I ask again, hoping to reveal some answers.

He sighs in frustration, "Bella has a stalker so we're going to her place." He answers, as though it should be obvious. "What?" I say, surprised by his answer. "How do you know Bella has a stalker? Did he hurt her? Did he take her to her place? Is she in danger? Why didn't she tell us? Did he threaten her?" Im rambling now, Harry stopping me.

He slowly takes my hand in his and squeezes gently until I stop talking. "Im not really sure. I just know everything's going to turn out right eventually." He says soothingly. I hesitate before managing a small smile.

Harry cared about Bella.

I know that.

But he loves me.

I know that too.

(Bella's pov): "Just put all the clothes in one bag. It'll fit." Niall says. "Oh, I should've thought of that." I giggle, feeling stupid. He smiles, helping me put all my new clothes in a bag. I couldn't carry three bags of clothes while on a motorcycle.

He folds up the other two bags and puts them in with the clothes. He sits on the bike and I sit behind him, holding him tightly while clutching the bag in one hand. "Im gonna go slower so you can hold onto the bag, ok?" Niall says, starting the black colored vehicle. I nod against his back, listening to the purr of the engine, feeling the vibrations through the material of his shirt.

He seems to take my muted nod as an answer because he instantly speeds out of the parking lot, ignoring the painted lanes. He said he was going slower but this felt the same. He stops at the exit, waiting for a break in traffic. "Thanks for going slower." I mumble, thinking he wouldn't hear me over the sounds of car horns and engines rumbling.

"Is that sarcasm I hear?" He says nonchalantly. I giggle, holding him tighter as he rushes into traffic without warning. He drives us towards the apartment building, only stopping at a red light. He slows to a full stop, letting me take a break from holding on so tight. A car stops next to us as we wait for the light to shine green. The only green I see is in Harry's surprised eyes as he rolls down the windows right next to us. "Harry." I cry out, grinning.

Niall automatically turns, seeing him instantly. I hear him curse under his breath, his muscles tensing. "Hey Bella." Harry greets me, gathering his thoughts. "Could you tell Niall to park over there? I need to talk to you." He says, gesturing towards a parking lot up ahead, his words slower than usual. I nod, "Niall, did you hear that? Can you park there?" I ask. He sighs before nodding once, looking away from Harry.

We drive off, leaving Harry behind as we turn into the parking lot. Niall parks in the first empty space he finds, which happens to be on the second floor. I text Harry where we are and he soon pulls up a few spaces away. He gets out of the car, opening the passenger door for a silent looking Louis. "Louis? What are you doing with him?" Niall asks, saying 'him' as if he was talking about a wild animal. "Actually we..."

"Need to talk to Bella about Zayn." Harry cuts him off abruptly. I feel a hard lump in my chest.

They know.

They know about Zayn.

Niall holds me into his side protectively.

He wets his lips before saying anything.