Two Against One

Chapter 27

DING

The elevator doors open and I walk out into the main lobby, frantically looking for Harry. Wherever he was, I was praying he was close. It was 11:00 at night and we needed to be up fairly early for our flight back home the next day.

Racing outside, I squint into my dark surroundings, the light from the hotel only illuminating about fifteen feet out. "Harry?" I call. "Harry are you out here?" I look left to where the sidewalk and bench are, then right to where a small garden and fountain sit. I let out a frustrated breath and am about to give up until-

"Tabitha?" A faint voice calls from the distance. I swivel around to see a dark figure straight across the road, under a street lamp. I start walking towards the figure then jog until I'm finally sprinting.

"Harry," I sigh with relief as I grab his arm. He turns around only for me to find out it wasn't him, but a total stranger. "I am so sorry, I thought you were my friend."

"It's fine love," the man smiles down at me, showing me his stained teeth. "How about you make up to me." I shake my head and gave a weak smile.

"Sorry," I tell him, "I have an early flight tomorrow, I have to get back to my hotel."

"We'll have to make it quick then won't we?" The man winks and grabs my wrist.

"I said no," I say in panic and rip my wrist away but he grabs my waist instead and pushes me into the wall. "Let... go!" I struggle to speak as he forcefully kisses my neck and lips, not giving me any mobility.

"You're too pretty to leave alone," he chuckles as he slipped his hand under my shirt and starts fondling my breast. I let out a helpless whimper.

"Please let go of me," I whine as he starts nipping under my jaw. I try hard to get him off me, but he was too big, easily overpowering me. He starts untying my pyjama bottoms when I hear loud footsteps approaching us.

"An audience," the man smiles as he starts pulling my pants down, "just how I like it." He starts kissing me again until I hear the footsteps come around the corner.

"Get off her you bastard!" someone bellows and a sickening crunch is sounded as the man's nose is broken. He collapses to the ground, freeing me. I quickly pull up my trousers and tie them, turning to whoever just got him off me.

"Harry?"

"We need to go," he tells me urgently, grabbing my hand back to the hotel lot.

"Thank you so much," I say weakly, collapsing into him. Not being to help it, I start crying. "I don't know what would have happened if you weren't there, I couldn't get him off of me." Harry pulls me into him, running his hand up and down my back

"It's okay," he soothes, "you're fine now. It won't happen again, I promise you." After a few seconds he says, "Why were you out here anyway?"

"I was trying to find you," I admit sheepishly. "I wanted to talk."

"Well you're lucky I heard you call otherwise I'd have no idea you were out here," he says sternly. "I needed to clear my head so I went on a walk... what'd you wanna talk about?" I take a step away from him so I could look him in the eye.

"Two things. One of them being yesterday," I tell him. 

He lets out a sigh. "I'm really sorry about that. I shouldn't have kissed you like that, especially with you and Niall still a couple. It was stupid and I should've know better. I've been making a lot of bad decisions this trip," Harry admits. "I won't get between you and Niall anymore."

"You don't worry about that. There is no me and Niall, we ended it," I tell him. He runs a hand through his curls and lets out a long breath.

"I can't believe it... I ended your relationship. You guys are both my best friends and now you hate each other. I'm such a horrible person, I'm so sorry." He's close to tears and I couldn't help but laugh.

"We don't hate each other. We just both agreed we we're better off as friends," I explain. A sigh of relief escapes Harry.

"Thank God," he smiles. "Now what's the second thing you wanted to tell me?"

"Well," I begin, "you know what you asked me yesterday in the elevator?"

"Yes..." He replies, confused. "You don't hate me to do you?" I laugh as I stepped forward and put both of my hands on either side of his face.

"No," I say leaning in and press my lips against his. "I felt something."

Harry smiles against my lips and gives me a tight hug. "What about the club incident? And Courtney?" He asks.

"Everyone makes stupid decisions. And if you can admit that and know what you did was wrong, then I can forgive and forget. As long as you don't plan on doing it again," I tell him. He flashes me a grin and gives me one last peck before we walk back into the hotel.

**

"There you guys are!" Zayn exclaims as Harry and I enter the hotel room. "We were starting to think something happened." I look down and traced a pattern on my shirt.

"Something did kinda happen," I tell them. Harry and I sit down and I explain to the group what went on outside. Then Harry tells them about us. How we both decided to give it a second chance and let things make their own path. They take it great, supporting us like the great friends they were. 

Forget about it being two against one, the odds are all matched up and I'm loving them.