I Think I'm In Love... With My Music Partner!? (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7: YOU Saved Me!?

Alex's POV:

I carefully walked down the spiral staricasse of the mysterious house, and when I reached the end I was in the prsence of probably the biggest house I've ever seen in my entire life. Right near the entrance, near on the wall, was the hugest 50in plasma telly I had ever seen. A couple of inches away, layed a glass coffee table, and on the other side of it was a black leather couch and love seat. Behind it was a gigantic marble patterned counter-top, leading to the kitchen. Inside was a refrigerator huge enough to probably feed 50 people or more.

"Oh good, you're up." An all to familiar low, and raspy voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Cautiously, I turned around from the living room, and noticed the curly haired boy, and green eyes staring and smirking at me from the kitchen.

Harry Styles.

I should have known it was his doing. That the reason I why I was here was all because of him. I mean seriously the constant staring, smirking, flirting, HIS HAND ON MY LEG! There is no doubt in my mind that he did something to me.

"Y-Yah I'm awake, obviously. WAIT! W-WHY THE HELL AM I HERE? HOW IN BLOODY HELL DID I GET HERE? W-WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME STYLES?!" I asked/screamed. I was just complete panic mode. It wasn't so much that  Iwas shocked that he would do this kind of thing, I was just panicked because he did this... to ME. And seeing how Harry has been acting towards me, he'd most likely do it AGAIN.

His facial expression and reaction to what  Ihad just finished saying seemed surprising and... CONFUSED. He let out a small chuckle, which really cofused the life out of me, and said "whoa babe, calm down. I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't do anything to you." "NO, NO! YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO ME? THEN HOW IN BLOODY HELL DO YOU EXPLAIN THESE BRUISES I HAVE ALL OVER, HUH? HOW ABOUT THE WAY I ENDED UP HERE, OR WHY I'M WEARING YOUR SHIRT?" I questioned. If there was one thing I hated the most, it's being lied to. But, if I'm going to be lied to by someone, the least they could do is make their lie believable.

I started geting a little scared though, Harry must have started getting annoyed with the fact that I wasn't believing his lie or something, because his eyes changed from the emereald green they normally were, to a dark and scary looking green. Every now and then, he would angrily start running his fingers through his curls trying to calm himself down. It wasn't working though, because every now and then his nostrills would flare.

"You see, the way you're acting just proves how guilty you are. If you're gonna lie, at least make it something believable." I said a little nervous with my sudden outburst. "I should have known it was you the whole time. All the flirting, eyeing me, stupid smirking, and the fact that you put your HAND ON MY THIGH! I  SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU'D BE THE ONE WHO TRIED TO RA-" My sentence was cut short when Harry's phone started to vibrate from the couch. I stopped dead in my tracks when I read the caller ID.

Mac!? What the freak is she doing contacting Harry? He quickly grabbed his phone and started talking. "Hey, yeah she's awake. Well she seems to be doing okay, but she doesn't remember anything. OF COURSE I'M TRYING TO GET HER TO REMEMBER, SHE WON'T BELIEVE ME! Okay, yeah, be here in 15." He finally said before hanging up. 

I gave him a disbelieving look and in return he gave me an innocent look as he said "sorry, go on. You were saying." I didn't continue what I was saying before, simply because now I had 101 questions just running through my brain like no tomorrow.

Like, how do they know each other? How did they even meet? How did they get each others numbers? ARE THEY TOGETHER?! Okay NO Alex now you're just being ridiculous. Of course their not together.

Anyways, I was snapped out of my thoughts, when I saw Harry's hand start noving up and down in front of my face. "Sorry I- wait a sec. Why was Mac calling you?! How do you guys know each other?" I suddenly started bumbarding him with a whole new pack of questions waiting to be answered. "WHAT!? No babe, Mac and I are NOT TOGETHER. The only reason I have her number is because when I explained to her that I was looking for you and that I wasn't going to hurt you, she made me promise to her that I would contact her as soon as I found you and got you to safety." I was both shocked and very surpised at the words that just finished coming out of his mouth. Having Mac involoved in this mess is just making it a little more difficult for me, I mean, sure I know Mac wouldn't go out with him, she's the one who told me about his reputation in the first place. But in all honesty, I still dodn't get why she just finished calling him, and what she was talking to him about.

"O-Okay, but w-we-well why did she just finish calling you now for? what were you guys talking about anyways?" I cautiously asked trying not to sound like I am fishing or jealous, even though oddly enough.... I was. I still didn't understand why though, I mean, it's not like I'm "in love" with him, let alone LIKE him. HELL, I barely know him as it is. But even then I would like to know what's happening, and more importantly... what HAPPENED.

"Okay Alex look, when I first went looking for you, it was because you were gone for so long, and I was just trying to make sure you were okay. And I as I was walking down the hall and to the bathrooms, I ran into  your friend Mac, who was looking for you just as much as I was. When I told hr why I was looking for you she gave me her number and told me to let her know when I found you. Later when I got you to my flat, I told her your condition and my address,and she immediately came over and changed your clothes. Ever since then, she's been calling and texting about you 'cuz she's worried sick about you, so I'd go get dressed if I were you." He explaided and did his signiture smirk on his last sentence. For some reason though, not only was I realived to have seen that smirk, but something about it was different this time. It sent a big wave of shivers down my back.It wasn't until I moved my head away that I realized that I had been staring into his piercing green eyes the entire time he spoke.

There was A dead silent moment between the two of us for a long while, but Harry cautiously broke it saying with once again that nerve wrecking smirk 'now do you believe me babe?' Even though I wasn't looking at him anymore, I could still feel him smirking in front of me.

It took me a couple of couple of seconds to respond, because I was still completely baffled at what's happening. I mean, I never believed in a million years, that this or anything close to this would ever happen to me. Yet it did, and I had no clue what so ever on what to do about it.

"Yes, but-" I finally built the courage to anwer his question, but was immediately cut off when Harry bluntly said 'look up'. I tightly shut my eyes and only moved my head towards the direction he was standing in. I heard a low chuckle leave his lips as he then said 'and open your eyes babe.' The only reason I listened to his "demands" (I guess you can call them) is because he still kinda scares the living mess out of me, and and I don't know what he might do if I disobeyed him.

 I carefully fluttered my eyes open and lifted my head up a little only to be met with once again with his emerald green eyes staring down at me. "Let me ask you again, now do you believe me babe?" For some reason, when those words left his mouth, I was left breathless, and all I was able to do was nod slowly. There was just another throaty chuckle that escaped his mouth as he said 'I still want to be able to hear you babe.' Surprisingly, the sarcasm in his voice when he said that not only sent yet another complete mob of shivers go down my back, but it also caused a slight smile to appear on my face. Though I wanted to believe 100% what he aws telling me without a doubt, there still was something holding me back. But what?

I stood there without a saying anything, until I finally responded saying "I don't know if I completely trust you or what you're telling me right now, but if what Mac says is the same story to what you're telling me, then and ONLY then will I truly believe what you're telling me." He wanted what I honestly believed and he got it. Harry hung his head low and said "well its not what I would have preferred to hear you say, but something is better than nothing I guess."