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

Chapter 11: This Is How The Game Changes (Part 1)

Harry's POV:

I have been searching the house entirely, and yet I can't seem to find Alex anywhere at all. I was just about to punch and throw the table in front of me, when I saw a small folded piece of paper that was just lying there on the table. Curiosity got the best of me as I immediately went to the piece of paper. I was shocked and infuriated at what the aparent note from Alex said. It said...

'Went for a walk probably going home. Thanks for letting me stay. ~ A'

Without thinking twice, i immediately shot up from where I was, grabbed my car keys, and ran to turn on my Range Rover. I should known she would try to run, and she did. She doesnt like it here ... with ME. But I need her to be safe, but most importantly... to be with me.

"DANG IT! SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT!" I yekked whils slamming my hands on the steering wheel. I am so ticked off that I have to go find her... AGAIN.

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Alex's POV:

It's been twenty minutes since I left Harry's house, and right now I'm just wandering around. I walked passed a small park that I rested on about fifteen minutes ago, and now I see nothing but buildings and houses.

Whils walking, I kept having this strange burning in my neck, so I knew that someone was watching me for a fact. But everytime I turned atound there was no one there, but then I feel the same burning sensation as before, but in a different place. Wierd huh?

I was still in the clothes that lent me this morning, which didnt help at all, considering the fact that its only about 1:00 in the afternoon and its already starting to get cold. His clothes are really big on me too, so it lets the freezing cold air circulate and roam freely throughout my body very quickly. This is onr of the times that I wish Harry were here... Not that he'd be able to or even WANT to do anything about my cold state or something.

Just as if ine cue, I saw a familiar black Range Rover pull up next to me. The window rolled down instantly to reveal a very ticked off looking Harry.  I heard the door unlock abd the passenger's seat fly open almost hitting me.

"Get in now." He said emotionlessly. I furrowed my eyebrows in obvious confusion. I meab seriously, like who the flip does he think he is talking to me like that?!

"Excuse you, what did you say?" I asked angrily. Honestly I still have no clue why he came after me... AGAIN."D-Di-Did I stutter? No I didnt think so, get in the flippin car Alex.. now" he said, using the same sarcasm that I used on him when we first met. "NO!" I shouted not caring who else heard me. I am really tired of the fact that ever since at school, he now suddenly feels the like he rules me or something. WELL GUESS WHAT HAROLD, YOU DON'T SO BUZZ OFF!!

I then noticed how big his eyes got. I guess I thought out loud again. I let out a loud scoff, making sure he heard me loud and very much clear. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and turned on my heels to walk away. Just as I had turned around, I was met with a pair of sharp blue eyes, probably the sharpest I've ever seen before. He was tall, somewhat pale, and had spiky brown hair. He was just standing there, right in front of me.

"Hey sweetheart, why don't you ditch your over protective boyfriend in there, and come hand with me? I know we would have a lot of fun together." I was snapped out of my thoughts when this guy's fluent American accent came out. I turned around and saw that Harry was about snap at any moment. His eyes changed to a horrid dark color, and even through the dark glass, you could tell he was obviously fuming. I don't know what came over me, but I suddenly felt this wierd sense of confidence or something, as a devilish smirk grew on my face. I sent Harry a wink with my devilish smirk, and turned back around to face the unknown, unrecognized stranger in front of me.

"Well, you see... the thing is... he's NOT my 'boyfriend'" I said casually brushing off the fact that Harry got out of the car and is standing behind me now. Once those words came out of my mouth, I completely regretted it. A smile started growing instantly on the guy's face, but quickly changed into an even more devilish smirk than mine. "Oh he's not eh? So than in that case, he wouldn't mind if I did something ... like ... THIS!?" and without any type of warning, he wrapped his hand around me and... KISSED ME!! I could practically feel Harry tense from behind me whils the unknown stranger forced his disgusting,sloppy,  tequilla tasting tounge into my mouth. I finally found the strength that I needed to push this guy off so... I DID!! He stumbled back due to his drunken state, and shock at what I had just did and withthe force I did it with.

"C'mon babe, you said he wouldn't mind, you aren't his remember?" He said, a disgustingly playful smirk appearing on his face. I cringed at his words. The gross kiss he gave me still lingered on my mouth and I quickly wiped off the remaining spit off my lips with the back of my hand. "Yeah, but just because I said I wasn't his doesn't mean I said he wouldn't mind. Or that I WOULDN'T MIND EITHER!!!!!! NOW GET LOST YOU INSANE CREEP!!!" I screamed while trying to pry his hand off my waist. I was mostly shocked at the fact that Harry isjust standing there right behind me all tense and junk, bet yet at no point has he stepped in to at least try to "take charge" or something. 

"You know, now would probably be a good time for you to come in and help me." I said to Harry a "little" aggrivated, but trying to keep my cool. Or, what was left of it anyways.

"You see babe, you said it yourself, he's not you boyfriend, so why should give a rat's tail about what happens to you?" The drunken sick snapped me out of my thoughts with this hurtful words. Then, he slowly started moving his hands down my waist until he found the hem of the shirt. Once he found it, he slightly lifted the shirt, put his cold hands under it, and even more slowly started making his way up the shirt, making my entire body cold as ice. 

And that did it for me, the small game I wanted to play with Harry changed completely, and we both knew it for sure.

But with the strength that I still had, I used my one free hand and let it colide with the guy's face, and watched at how quickly his hand released my body and he fell on his back to the ground. I quickly backed up, only to be met with dark, emotionless eyes that was filled with anger and a hint of... sadness? I was snapped out of my thoughts I heard Harry's voice very sternly say to me "Alex, get in the car... NOW." I realized then that he wasn't sad, he was terrified and didn't want to show it. He wasn't staring at me, or having any eye contact with me at all for that matter.

A/N: OOOHHHH SNAP!!! WHO DO YOU THINK HE WAS STARING AT? LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. LOVE YOU ALL THANKS FOR READING