Impure Affair {h.s.}

thirty one

Harry.

"Woah man, I think you should slow down on the drinks."

I smashed down my beer and gave the bartender a warning look. He raised his hands in defense and backed away from me.
I get a glimpse at the many beer bottles in front of me, along with some shot glasses that I drank off of a blonde earlier.

I sigh and rub my eyes, exhausted from the day. I checked my watch, it was one in the morning.

Two days ago I lost my precious baby girl. I groan at the remembrance of her and how she shattered my heart. I hop off my stool and drag myself to the front of the bar.

"You need a ride?" I heard a voice but saw no face. My eyes fall to the ground and a pair of black dress shoes appear.
My eyes slowly lift up to take in the person before me who was a few inches taller than me.

"No, I'm fine." I slurred and watched as a mischievous smirk flashed on his face and soon disappeared.

"Come on you're not safe like this."
He takes my arm and lays it around his shoulder, then we walk past my car to one that was right behind mine.
He settles me down into the passengers seat and jogs to the other side to get into the drivers seat.
"So what's your name son?" He starts a conversation as we get on the road.
"Harry, and yours?" I inform him and shut my eyes, leaning my head back.

"Paul." My eyes shot open when I heard that familiar name.

"Paul what?"
The man's identity was hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, only thing I could see was a smile but he showed no teeth, it wasn't genuine.
He faced the road ahead of him again not answering my question.

"What's your name, your full name?" I was more attentive when I questioned him again.

He let out a bone chilling chuckle, not taking me seriously.
"Tell me."

"Rodgers."
He said and stopped at a red light to finally turn to me.
"Paul Rodgers?" My voice was hoarse when I said it. A full smile shines on his face and he slides off his glasses.
"Hello Harry."

My eyes grew and my hand scrambled all over to grab the door handle. I opened the door and ran into on coming traffic that stepped on their brakes and honked at me.
I got on the sidewalk then ran as fast as I could down the other direction.

I hid in an alley so I could catch my breath and call for help. I pulled out my phone with a shaky hand and dialed someone.

"I'm downtown." I told the person on the receiving end. They took note and we both hung up the phone.

"Oh Harry. Come out, come out wherever you are?" His voice taunted and echoed. I looked around the corner and saw him eyeing the street looking for me.

I dashed down the alley hoping he wasn't able to hear my feet tap against the cement.

I came to a stop when I heard a loud screech. I turned around and saw him following me while digging a knife into the wall causing the noise.

"Get away from me!"
I said backing away, not taking my eyes away from him.

"I can't do that, you planned on killing me so it's only fair if I hurt you first."
I got to the end of the alley by turning around and running. I hit a body and tumbled over on the sidewalk.

"Jesus!" The man groaned with some pain. I opened my eyes and realized it was Niall, then they widen when I remembered all my boys carried guns on them.

"Give me your gun." I told him as we stood up. He grabbed it from under his coat and handed it to me. I grabbed it and turn to point but nothing was there.

"Niall, leave." I whispered still aware of my surroundings.
"Why-"

"Just leave." I told him sternly.
It went quiet and I walked back into the alley.
There was no other sound except for my footsteps and heavy, frantic breathing.

"Goodbye Harry."
And everything went black.

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Rose.

"Thank you for meeting with me Rose." The brunette told me as we greeted each other. We sat down at a table in a reserved restaurant. We were both dressed up, her dress purple and mine a navy blue.

"Why did you want to meet here?" I asked stirring the straw that I had put in the ice water that was already there. I glanced up at her but all she did was shrugged.

"Anyways are you hungry?" I shook my head. I haven't been able to eat for the past two days, all I was able to do was think about Harry.
"But you look so boney, you need something darling."

"I'm fine, now can you please tell me what was so important."

"Did you love Harry?"

"Yes, I did."

"Then why did you break up with him?" I paused, nobody knew we broke up.
"How did you know?"

"You don't remember me?" I shook my head carefully.

"I'm Eliana."
I completely froze, this stranger who had messaged me was the woman who Harry slept with. I scooted my chair back, standing up in the process, and making people's heads turn.

"You little-"

"Look I'm sorry." She said while taking off a wig that revealed her significant red hair.

"Sorry for what?! Sleeping with my boyfriend?!" I paused and glanced down to the ground.
"Well ex boyfriend."
I turned around wanting to drop this conversation.

I left the restaurant in a rush, listening to the heels behind me quicken. The cool air hits my bare arms when I walked out. I turn down the sidewalk, digging in my clutch for my phone to call a taxi.

"Rose."

"Go away."
She opened her mouth as my phone raised to my ear, but before one of us could speak we heard a manly grunt and a body smack the ground. 
I gasped when I saw him.

"Harry." I said under my breath and I shuffled over to him.

"Get the hell away from him." I heard a different tone of voice than before. Eliana walks past me and kneels to the ground to pick up Harry's head in her hand.

"Let me help."

"Why don't you just get away from us you little whore." She growled and I was taken aback.

"Babe." Harry croaked raising a hand for help.
"I'm here Harry." She lowered back to his side and that was when his eyes landed on mine.

"Rosalina?"

I blinked rapidly while an uncomfortable feeling grew in my stomach and a metallic taste formed in my mouth.

Before anything came up and out my mouth I ran away not looking back as I dialed a different number this time.

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