Not So Perfect Timing(ON HOLD)

Chapter 3

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     - Autumn.x

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           Allison's POV:

                 My heart started beating rapidly as Brandon approached me. Well I should say we, because Harry was standing right next to me, and his friend that had come in behind him stood on my other side.

                The way he sauntered over to us made him seem more upset and confused then angry, then again I was never the best judge of character, considering I had been with him for so long hoping he'd change his ways. Which never happened, no matter how many promises he had made and how many he had broken, I always stayed, sure that one day he'd keep a promise. Still waiting for the day.

               The closer he got the angrier he seemed and I was beginning to consider to coward behind Harry's famous friend, but I needed to stand up for myself for once since mum and dad went on to the sky.

                As he approached me I let my eyes drop to my sticky, wet hands waiting for the screams to come or the occasional slap or push. However, it happened to be none of the above. I hesitantly averted my gaze to his matching set of blue eyes and saw disappointment, sadness, almost broken hearted? That can't be right! Unless he actually still loved me and was crappy at showing it, or acting like he actually cared for me. I felt my own heart break as I looked deeply into his eyes, reading his emotions.

          " I came here to apologize to you " He whispered softly into my hear, with a soft crack in his voice as he croaked out the words.

                I swallowed the thick lump in my throat and choked back my tears; failing to keep them from forming in my eye. Although I hadn't done anything wrong, I was finally seeing the guy I had fallen in love with and planned out my future with. The guy that had all the love in the world filled up in his heart. I had missed him.

                He pulled me in for a tight hug that was filled with compassion and love, and I quickly wrapped my arms around him in return. The hug didn't last long, but it was enough to tell me that my Brandon was back. Or so I had thought.

                He unwrapped his arms from around my waist and leaned in to kiss my forehead. He let his soft pink lips linger for a bit before pulling back to hiss into my ear

        " I'm moving out of our apartment as soon as I get back. Oh, and thanks for doing the honers of cheating on me with this douche, just to let you know, I've been sleeping with Emilie for months now; so I can just go and live with her. BYE WHORE!" He ran out the door, and I was left speechless.

                 I let my knees collapse under my weight and stopped holding back my tears that had been threatening to fall for a while now. I began to sob and layed down on the hard wood floor, pulling my knees to my chest. Fully breaking down. Forgetting all the people that had been staring..silently...since the beginning of it all. Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson being in the crowd as well. Harry Styles! H'ES THE DICK WHO CAUSED ALL THIS SHIT!

                 I wiped off a few of my tears and let anger replace the sadness, then turned until I was face to face with Harry.

        " YOU SON OF A BITCH LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO MY LIFE!" Before I could see the confusion flutter into those dazzling green eyes I let my hand collide with his cheek at all the force I could muster.

                He winced slightly before turning to look at me. I raised my hand again, ready to add more redness to that cheek of his, but as I began to swing, a hand got mine and I was forced into a tall body.

              I began to kick around furiously trying to set myself free, but it had been no use. And before I knew it, I was being thrown over a broad shoulder and carried out the door; with a smirking Harry behind us. Damn you Louis. Damn you to bits.

              I figured fighting to get off would be no use, as he was much stronger then me, and I knew there was no way I was going to be free'd of this. I let out my first steady breath that I had needed for a while now, and silently began to let the tears fall freely.

          "If I let you down, will you promise not to kill Harry and not runaway? We need to talk about what the hell just happened!" Louis said.

               I muffled back a "yes" and Louis slowly and unsurely pulled me back to my feet. I furiously scrapped at my cheeks cursing the fact that I had let two strangers witness my crying, and followed them into a large building.

              Their flat was rather large, and nothing much really filled it in. The walls were a plain white with a few One Direction achievements hung carelessly all over them. The floor a plain dark brown wood. It didn't necessarily have that 'homey' feel, but I couldn't complain because it was much better than Brandons and I- my flat.

               I stifled a yawn and began to subconsciously sway on my feet when Harry's voice chimed from the kitchen.

           " Why don't you go shower and take a nice nap! We can have our chat in the morning!"

             I nodded my head and let him lead me to a hallway across from the living area.

          "That is my room, where you're more than welcome to take a rest in, and the bathroom is just right here! I'll set some clothes by the door for you!"

            I nodded once again and rushed into the bathroom. I stripped of my dirty clothes and jumped into the shower, cherishing the heat that the shower put into the room.

           Once I had a clean head and body, I stepped out into the medium sized bathroom and wrapped a towel around my body. The coldness beginning to take over once again. I opened the bathroom door and quickly grabbed the clothes 'neatly' tossed at the bottom of the door and threw them onto my damp body, before rushing into the first room I saw and collapsing onto the plush bed.