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Harry's POV

Oh my fucking shit. Did she just kiss me? And then run? This is why I'm never nice to people. The worst part, the kiss wasn't bad. While it lasted at least.

My lips felt cold with the loss of her touch. I don't like her. I hate her. She reminds me too much of Allison.

I find myself bursting through the door and chasing after Addyylyn.

"Addyylyn! Wait up!" I yell as I jog up the stairs, taking two at a time. I grab her wrists and pin them above her head with one of my hands.

"Harry," she says through huffs, "I'm really sorry I kissed you. I have no idea why I-"

"It's okay Addy. Don't worry about it." Did I just call her Addy? She caught on as well as she raises an eyebrow. "I, uh, we better get back to work." I say slowly backing away from her.

She nods and slowly begins up the stairs. "Addyylyn," I say quietly. She turns and looks down at me with a smile.

"Why are you so nice to me when I'm nothing but rude to you?" I ask.

"Why are you so rude to me when I'm nothing but nice to you?" She smirks. "I asked first." I point out.

"Fine. Because, I figure, the nicer I am to you, the worst you'll feel about being rude to me." She confesses. That makes a lot of sense. And it's been working. Last night after dinner I couldn't stop thinking about my behavior.

I think I feel so bad because she's so much like Allison. "You're turn, Harry." She says from the top stair.

I begin walking up the stairs. "You remind me of Allison. And I hate you for it. I don't want to do anything I'd regret." I say truthfully.

She looks hurt. "You hate me? And why would you regret it?"

"No. I don't hate you. I just, have a hard time wrapping my mind around you being here. And because you aren't Allison. I loved her. I've never loved anyone."

She looks down as she pushes the door open.

"You okay?" Niall asks running up to Addyylyn's side.

She nods hesitantly. He eyes me suspiciously. What could I have done now?

Addyylyn's POV

I walked away from Niall and Harry so I could use the restroom. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist and I let out a small shriek.

"Shut the fuck up!" Someone yells while slamming me against the wall. They have my wrist pinned above my head. I still haven't opened my eyes, the reason being I'm terrified.

When I finally build up the courage to open one eye I find a heavy breathing Tyler glaring at me.

"Go to hell? Go to hell? You don't fucking say shit like that to me!" I'm beyond surprised when his hand strikes my cheek.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I hear a familiar voice growl from my right. Harry pushes Tyler against the wall and punches him. He pushed him to the ground and lashes him over and over again.

"Harry! Stop! You're going to kill him!" I say gripping the back of his scrubs with my fist. He quickly steps back and looks at me.

He cups my face and turns it from left to right. "Are you okay?" He says dropping his hands. I nod, trying to catch my breath. He brings his hands to my face again and wipes under them.

I give him a small smile. "What the hell?" Niall remarks from behind Harry. Harry quickly drops his hands and turns around.

A/N: Hello loves! Sorry this is so short! But Ily xoxo- Christin

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