Direct {Harry Styles}

24

I think it was the shock. I think it was the shock, that I had the phone in my hand and I could tap the glass screen and be connected to him again. But I think it was the shock, that I didn't take the chance right away and a close to sober, but still very drunk Cameron came storming into the closet to rip the phone out of my hand.

He smashes my hope under his shoe and grabs my hair, pulling me out of my crouching position. He throws me across the room and I land with a thud. "You think I'm stupid!" he screams as I sob into my hands.

"Huh!" he screams.

"I-I-I'm so sorry," I cry into my hands. I'm not saying sorry to him, I'm saying sorry to Harry. I had a chance to hear his voice and I didn't take it. I pull my hands away from my face and Cam is sitting on the bench, rubbing his forehead. This is my chance.

I pick myself up off the floor and run out the door. "Allison! Fuck!" I hear Cameron yell and he stumbles out of the closet after me, but I'm already in the elevator. I push the close door button twenty times and it only closes in time for Cameron just to miss getting on.

The doors open on a floor I haven't been and I stumble out. I see a furious Cameron at the end of the hall and he runs towards me, falling all over the hallway because he's still very drunk. I grab the closest door handle and stumble into the room.

I fall on the floor. "Allie?" I hear someones voice and I look up to see Carter and Matt sitting on a couch with controllers in their hands. I kick the door closed with my foot and scramble as far away as I can. I open the window and I look down to see my fall. This will definitely kill me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

Arms wrap around my waist and pull me away, "What the fuck are you doing!". Carter is yelling and the door smashes open. I scream and fight to get to the window.

Carter lets go and I run towards my end. I lean out, but I'm too late. Cameron pulls me back and throws me to the floor, "You worthless piece of shit! You think you could get past me! You think I wouldn't have catched you!". He kicks my side and I curl up in pain.

He kneels on both of my sides and smacks me across my face. He grabs my chin and I sob, "please, please. Stop. Please."

"You're not worth my fucking time," he spits and stands up off me. He kicks me one last time and leaves the room. I curl up on the floor and cry into my hands, wishing this would all be over.

Someone scoops me up and I curl into their chest, crying. "Shh. Shh. I-I'm so sorry," Carter says and I almost forgot they were in the room.

Someone strokes my hair and I hear Matt, "You can stay in here if you want. Cameron will be too drunk to notice."

I nod my head up and down like a crazy person and cry harder into Carter's chest, "I just want to die. I just want to not wake up tomorow."

"Don't say that," Carter says and his voice hardens. I cry harder and I feel him relax under me.

"I think you should sleep," Matt says and I'm brought into new arms. I cuddle into a new chest as they carry me to a new location. He sets me down in a cold bed and I grab his arm.

"Stay with me please?" I say, but it comes out wrong. "I'm scared, please."

"Y-Yeah. Sure," Matt stutters and climbs under the covers with me. He lays on his back and I continue to cry into his side. He wraps his arm around me and we all sit in silence.

"If it helps, you look really good as a brunet," Carter says from across the room and we all break out into laughter.

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