A/n- Well crap, get the tissues ready.......
I just wanted to say that I wrote this over the time of 4 days. I'm super de duper busy this weekend, but I'm sure I can slip in a bit of time to finish this in the next couple weeks, if not sooner. I'm just not sure yet. Kk lovelies. I love ya, hope you enjoy the chapter...although it is not written the best.......anyway....bye.
-Beyourself :)-Mackenzie's POV-
Pushing through the tight, compacted crowd of screaming fan girls, tears fell down my face. There was still snow on the ground, the cold, bitter wind whipping at my hair and stinging my face. Someone yelled my name from behind, but I didn't hear them, trying so desperately to get through the crowd of fans. My fans were never really like the boys'. They were more laid back. So when one of them pulled me back by my hair, I gasped, catching myself before I fell and glancing up at the girl before realizing who it was.
"No." I whispered, crawling on my hands and knees through the crowd before I got to an opening and slipped out, full on sprinting down the sidewalk. The moccasins on my feet weren't nearly enough to keep out the cold, nor was my t shirt and sweatpants. I somehow lost my sweatshirt....but.... I kept running. Sweat poured down my face, dripping off my eyebrows and onto my cheek like tears. The tears were still present, but not so much so as the sweat was.
"Kenzie!!" I heard a strangled cry scream. Whipping around, my feet slowing to a stop, I turned, but saw no one. No one was behind me. Cars zoomed past me and I thought, only for a second, what would happen if I stepped out in front of one.
"Mackenzie!!" Someone screamed again, this time, a girl's voice. Disoriented, scared, depressed, and insane, I turned, finding myself at my old house...... The one that brought so much pain and suffering to my life.
Staggering up the front steps, I pushed the broken door open. It fell off its hinges before falling to the ground with a big crash. Stepping over the door, my feet crunching the broken glass underneath, I walked through. Getting to the back door, I opened it and went into the backyard. Sitting down on the back steps, I felt every horrid, haunting memory come back to me. Everything spiraling deep within me, holding me at bay. Tears blurred my vision, but I didn't let them fall.
Letting out a strangled sob, I coughed, clutching my engagement ring to my chest and shivering. Snow started to fall then, the beautiful white flakes falling down around me and sticking in my hair. It felt like a horrible mockery.
"Stay strong. For yourself." I whispered to myself, rocking my shaking body back and forth on the step.
Leaves crunched, ice cracked, I ran. I didn't want to talk. I didn't want their sympathy. I didn't want their puppy eyes.
"Mackenzie! Wait!!" Harry screamed after me, his voice hoarse and cracking loudly. I shook my head as I sprinted down the sidewalk. I could hear him running after me, could hear him screaming at me to stop. I could practically imagine the tears falling down his face.
Only did he catch me when I failed to avoid a slippery patch of ice that wasn't quite thawed yet and hit the ground. I took a deep breath in and got up, just about to start running again, when he caught me around my waist, tugging me back against his chest roughly so that the air fell from my lungs like a loose rock off a cliff. Fast.
"Stop." He mumbled weakly as I struggled in his arms. His hot tears dripped from his face, onto my neck as he held tightly to me, not letting me go anywhere. I wanted to run. I wanted to be alone. I never wanted this to happen.
"Let me go!!" I screamed, exasperated. Harry shook his head and spinned me so that I faced him. His green eyes were red and tired and I saw him wince before pulling me into a tight hug. I didn't resist, but instead buried my face into his warm coat, hugging him back tightly.
"I'm so sorry Kenz." He whispered quietly, his warm breath sending shivers up my spine.
"I...need to be alone....." I whispered, pulling away. He frowned, biting his lip.
"No...don't do that. Take me with you. You'll barely notice me." He whispered urgently. I winced, but shook my head gently.
"No.....just...go....p..please..." I whispered. He sighed, but slipped out of his coat and handed it to me.
"Okay.....but take this....okay? Be careful..please....." he said urgently. I nodded, letting tears fall down my cheeks again. He wiped them slowly before kissing my cheek.
"I'm fine Hazza......" I whispered quietly as he moved my hair away from my face.
"No you're not." He read me. I nodded slowly before turning and walking away from him.
"And Mackenzie......?!"
"Yeah?"
"Don't leave....like you did before...." he trailed. I let my eyes fall, swallowing a huge lump in my throat.
"I won't."
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This is not the end~ Fourth book in PLMI series
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