"No, Ashford. I. " he says as I cut him off.
"This makes total sense why there's always, "Harry to the rescue!" I scream, as I feel my tears roll down my face. "So, what is this Harry? The rape team?" I whisper, as Zayn walks out of the kitchen and rushes over to hug me. Bringing me close to his chest.
"Ashford, I... It doesn't matter anymore. Your safer here..." Harry tells me.
"What a joke! For all I know, this place could be the headquarters!"
"It's not. Ashford, I'm not on their side ... anymore."
"How am I supposed to know, Harry?" I cry. "Tell me."
"If I was, would you actually think I would tell you his plot?" he raises his brow.
"No, but how do I know your telling the truth? I was beginning to trust you, and....L-..." I sniffle.
He stands in silence and looks down at the floor.
"That's what I thought." I look up at Zayn and he wipes the tears off of my cheek with his thumb.
"Take me home, please?" I beg to Zayn, as he looks over to Harry and then at the others peeking from the kitchen.
"I'll take you back to your flat." Zayn finally responds and Harry storms away to his room and slams the door. I can't believe this. This was all a frame. For all I know, Zayn could be in this too. He did act strange the other day. Oh god, and I just asked him to take me home.
"Thanks, Zayn." I sniffle and shared my goodbyes to the rest of the boys except Harry. I tried to knock on his door, but he ignored me.
...
The drive seemed rather quiet, as I was leaning against the window staring out into the rainy view. I'm worried about Nina. I hope she is alright. She hasn't texted me, nor has she responded to my text greeting her. It's rather strange. She's usually very prompt when answering.
Soon, we arrive at the parking lot. I hop out of his car and he walks around and meets me, grabbing my hand. I instantly look at his face because his action seemed strange to me. Zayn has never stared at me in this way.
"Be careful, Ashford." he says, kissing my forehand.
"Thanks for taking me back here, Zayn." I respond.
"Hey... um... not to sound single sided but, Harry is pretty accurate about Joshua's plot. I've kept my eyes on him when he got here. Also...call me if you need anything." he says in a shaky tone.
"Alright,... Thanks again." I tell him as he starts his car and backs out.
I head towards the elevator and wait next to a strange man dressed in all black. He has a fedora covering his face and is wearing a trench coat. He's looking through his phone; he must be waiting for the elevator as well.
when the elevator finally arrives I step in and pressed the floor where Nina and I live. The man walks in and doesn't press any other button. He must be going to the same floor, I guess.
When I arrive at my floor I speed walk down the hall and he heads into a room. I unlock the door of Nina and I's shared apartment. The place is just trashed! I gasp, at the site of seeing the furniture flipped over, and blood on the floor.
"Nina!" I yell for her and all I hear is muffling. Oh my god, do I dare keep walking? I begin to walk in, pulling my phone out of my pocket, seeing the first person on my contact list, Harry. I begin to text HELP, ready to press the send button until...
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Don't Forget Where You Belong (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
RomanceAshford, a conservative well behaved college student, was forced to move to the University of London in England. She was forced by her parents, for the reason, they wanted her to be near her ex boyfriend. Whom she will never forgive.... While there...