Bad Boy Is Back [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] ON HOLD

Chapter - Twenty Seven.

(A/N): Hi guys! I'm feeling much, much better. I've just been really busy, I got the job so I am a working lady now. Ahaha, sorry for the really late updates but it is much easier for me to do this during the summer rather then during the school year when I am very, very busy. Don't forget to comment and vote.

Harry's P.O.V

I slipped a shirt over my head as I watched her sleep in front of me peacefully, I didn't want to take off but I have business to take care of and it's much easier to do when she isn't asking a whole bunch of questions.

I decided to leave her not saying. "Decided to go out with the guys, don't wait up. Have a good day, baby. I'll see you later tonight. I love you. -Harry"

I didn't want her suspicious, or calling me worried. She didn't need to worry and I don't think this is something she even needs to know about, if anything I am sure they will be on their way. If not then we have a bigger problem and I'll bring it up to her, I have too. I can't lie again and end up in the same position.

"It's about time you got down here." Zayn laughed, rubbing his hands together. "Are ready."

Nodding my head I snapped out of my thoughts, I'm worrying myself and I don't need too. Everything will be fine, I won't do anything stupid, I know how to control it.

"Let's go."

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Alyssa's P.O.V

Groaning, I kept my eyes sealed shut as I felt around the spot next to me. Nerves coarsing throughout me as I felt an empty, void space. Shooting my eyes open, I sat up quickly looking around the room and noticing Harry was no where in sight.

Just great...

"Harry?" I called out softly, hopeful that he was in the bathroom or at least near by.

When I was met by no response, I sighed. Swinging my legs over the bed and standing up, noticing a note on the bed side table.

It read, "Decided to go out with the guys, don't wait up. Have a good day, baby. I'll see you later tonight. I love you.

-Harry"

Exhaling, I tapped the delicate piece of paper against my hand. A tiny ounce of sadness washing over me, I was hoping we would get to spend the day together but I can understand why he wants to be with the guys. They are his best friends, can't compete with that.

Chuckling to myself softly, I set the paper back down on the bed side table and made my way toward the bathroom. Humming a melody that was stuck in my head along the way, once I entered the bathroom, I closed the door behind me. During on the sink faucet to warm water and splashing my face quickly before getting out my tooth brush and beginning to brush my teeth.

Spitting in the sink, I held my hands cupped under the faucet and then began drinking the water from my hands, spitting out afterward to get the rest of the toothpaste out.

Bump, bump, bump!

Jumping slightly, I turned off the water and turned my head in the direction of where the loud noises were coming from. Swallowing down the growing lump in my throat, I let out a shaky breath before looking around the room and dumping out the new flowers and vase I put in the bathroom and gripping the glass vase tightly.

Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I held the vase out in front of me taking slow steps toward the entrance, trying hard to not make a sound.

"What's going on?" Someone whispered from behind me, startling me. Turning around, I nearly knocked them out with the glass vase.

"Eleanor?" I hissed, surprised to see her.

She stared at me wide eyed, holding onto my wrist to ensure that I didn't hit her over the head with the heavy thing. "Jesus christ Alyssa, you almost knocked me."

Taking in a sharp breath, I rolled my eyes at her. "Why are you sneaking up behind me?!"

"Well sue me why don't ya? I heard the damn noise too and was hoping it was you being noisey." She whispered, waving her hands in the air angrily.

"Clearly not..." I mumbled, holding the vase out in front of her.

"Bloody hell, where did Lou go?"

"The boys aren't here," I told her, "they all went out or something."

We had continued arguing quietly as we made it down the stairs quietly, the banging still errupting and I wanted to scream go the fuck away but that wouldn't be smart now would it. We weren't to far away from the door when we heard the person outside say something.

"Bloody hell, Zayn! Open this damn door, or I swear to god I am going to beat the shit out of you!" The unknown person screamed from the otherside of the front door, exhaling Eleanor pushed me closer as in telling me to open it and I wanted to yell at her and tell her to grow some balls and do it but I did it anyway.

"Where the fuck is he?" The person yelled, pushing past me the moment I opened the door.

"Jesus christ!" I yelled angrily, clamping a hand over my chest. "Perrie fucking Edwards do you know how badly you scared the two of us!?"

"Zayn isn't here." Eleanor groaned, walking over to the couch and slumping down.

"Well, where is he?" Perrie hissed, her eyes staring daggers into mine and I had about half the mind to knock her out for acting like this toward me.

"I don't fucking know!" I slapped my hands down to my thigh. "Why didn't you call him, do you have any idea what time it is?!"

"Oh because I didn't fucking try that." She rolled her eyes at me, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Perrie, if you are going to be rude then leave."

Sighing, she uncrossed her arms. "Jesus, El, Alyssa. I'm sorry I just he isn't answering and he only does that on certain occasions."

"Wait..." I said slowly, "are you trying to say they are on business right now."

Nodding her head, she exhaled deeply.

"They are fun." Eleanor reassured one of our very good friends. "Believe me, Lou tells me everything."

Furrowing my eyebrows the new information dawned at me. Eleanor had knew what they were up to and I had not, Harry had withheld information from me once again and for reasons I don't know. "Eleanor..." I said slowly, shooting her head in my direction she shot me a confused look.

"What's going on?" I asked,

"What do you mean?" She asked, playing dumb. Scoffing, I crossed my arms over my chest. "What are you not telling me?

"What's going on?" A voice asked, turning my head to look in that direction I saw Zayn with the rest of the boys trailing behind him.