Human

/five/

Niall grabs my arm and drags me away from Tyler. Harry was clenching and unclenching his fist. Tyler looked behind Harry and at Zayn. Zayn held his hands up as if to say he's on his own.

Layla walks up behind me and grabs my arm. "What the hell is going on?" She asks with wide eyes and mouth agape.

I open my mouth to say something but close it once I hear Tyler's voice. "She doesn't need to know anything." Layla looks past me and at Tyler. Her eyes find mine again and she shakes her head.

"Why is he here?" She whispers. I look to the floor and shake my head. "I told him to come." Apparently I said this just a bit too loudly.

Harry pushes Tyler out of his way and grabs my arm. He whips me around and looks down at me. His dark eyes peer into mine.

"Harry," Niall warned. He tried to push Harry back, but Harry pushes Niall into the wall. He doesn't release my arm when he drags me down the hallway.

"Addyylyn!" Tyler calls trying to reach me. Louis and Zayn grab him to keep him from getting to me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Harry yells slamming me against the wall. I wince at the shooting pain going up my spine.

"I'm sorry! But you wouldn't tell me and-"

"You want to know? I'll tell you." He growls getting closer to my face. His hot breath fans over my lips. The smell of mint fills my senses.

I nod slowly, telling him to go on. "Your boyfriend was the leader of a powerful company. He would force people to work for him and do the things he told them. Perrie, El, Niall, Layla, Zayn, Liam, Sophia, Louis and myself worked for him. I had a girlfriend at the time, Allison. She wanted to leave the company. This company was not legal. So Tyler told her if she tried to run he'd kill her."

My facial expression sinks the more he tells me. "She didn't listen. And Tyler followed through with his promise."

"He killed Allison?" I scream. Harry puts a large finger to my lips to silence me. He lowers it slowly and scowls at me.

"Yes. You're dating a killer." Harry says coldly. I push Harry off of me and find Tyler. He's standing in a circle of people with a more than unpleasant looks on their faces.

"Can I speak to you?" I say through gritted teeth. Niall bursts into laugher. "Dude. You're in some deep shit." I shift my glare at Niall for a moment before looking back at Tyler.

He hesitantly walks towards me. I stomp back to my spot around the corner and stop when I reach Harry.

Tyler stops right in front of me and clenches his jaw. "Is it really necessary for him to be standing here?" Tyler seethes.

I give him a devilish grin and nod. "I thought it'd embarrass you more if we had another pair of ears." He raises an eyebrow and shrugs.

"Embarrass me?" I give him a breathless laugh. "Go to hell Tyler." I say as my fist connects with his jaw.

Harry jumps back and stares at me. His dark green eyes wide. He laughs. It's then I realized that Harry's laugh was the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.

Can you hate someone and want to be their friend all at the same time? I don't know. I stomp back to the group of nurses and doctors I've become associated with.

Harry chases after me and stops abruptly, crashing into me. I fall onto the floor with Harry on top of me. He looks down and laughs. His laugh is contagious, so soon enough, I'm laughing along with him.

"I'm sorry." He says through his fits of laughter. I give him a small nod and push him off of me. He stands up and reaches a hand out for me to take. His large hand encloses around my smaller one, pulling me up with ease.

"You okay?" He smiles a dimpled smile.

I like this Harry. The smiling, laughing, sweet Harry. Not the mean, scowling, yelling Harry. I give him a smile and nod. "You broke my fall." I giggle.

He chuckles and shake his head. "I meant about what I just told you. But I'm glad you didn't hurt yourself." He almost looks as if he didn't mean to say the last sentence, but he didn't take it back.

I look down at my feet, trying to avoid Harry's gaze. I nod hesitantly.

He nudges my arm with his elbow and cocks his head for me to follow him.

"Harry, where are we-" He turns around and puts a finger up to my lips. "Shh." He demands. I close my mouth and follow him.

He brings me to a stairwell and motions for me to follow him under a set of stairs. I give him a hesitant look. He huffs and rolls his eyes. "Just come on."

I follow him slowly until we come to a door. He grabs my hand and I feel like I should pull away. But, I swear I felt my heart flutter when our skin made contact.

"How do I know you're not going to kill me and hide my body in here?" I ask. He smirks, probably because he thought I was kidding.

"I'm serious." He stops and turns around. He searches my face for any kid of amusement, but finds none. He opens his mouth to say something, but closes it. Instead he pulls me into the room and slams the door shut behind us.

"I'm not going to kill you." He says flicking the light switch. "I wanted to show you this."

Once my eyes adjust to the bright room I look around at my surroundings.

He brought me into a room with nothing but pictures. All the pictures had the same girl in them. "Allison." I say mostly to myself. Harry sighs and walks over to a picture. It's then that I realize our fingers are still intertwined together.

I'm dragged along with Harry leading the way. "This was our first date." He says with a smile, his dimples caving in.

"Did you love her?" I ask him. He looks down at me and then at our laced fingers. He doesn't release my hand though. "Very much."

I feel tears pricking my eyes. I wrap my arms around Harry's torso. He seems completely caught off gaurd. He slowly wraps his arms around my back.

"I'm so sorry Harry." I say into his chest. He sighs again, "Me too."

I pull away slowly. "Do you think you'll ever be in love again?" I ask slowly.

He doesn't answer right away. He looks like he's thinking extremely hard about this question. "Yes. I think I will love someone again." He gives me another dimpled smile.

Without thinking I pull Harry closer to my face and smash my lips to his. I pull away soon after though, realizing what I did.

"I'm so sorry."