All is Not Fair in Love and High School

Chapter Twenty Four.

Anonymous POV. 

I have been standing on watch for five hours now. My god damn legs are about to give out and this gun is really heavy. I mean what's so important about this Styles kid anyway? I need to sit. I lean against the door behind me, and slide to the ground. I hear my keys hit the floor next to me, detached from my hip. Just as I reach to grab them, I feel a sharp pain in the side of my hand. I yank it away and see the end of a knife being slid back under the door, taking the keys along with it. Fuck. 

I stand up rather quickly, and hear the key being put into the lock on his side of the door, and see the doorknob slowly turn. I feel like I'm in some sort of horror movie shit right now. He swings the door open, and I am surprised at what I see. I see a very tall, muscular, curly brown-haired, green-eyed, seventeen year old boy. He looks like he's been eating once week, and hasn't slept in months. Which is probably true, since he's been here for six. 

"Move. I'm only going to ask you once." He whispers hoarsely. I scoff at him. "Kid, just give me back the key, get back in the room, and you don't have to get hurt. Okay?" I tell him. He smirks at me. "I told you, I was only going to ask you once, and you answered wrong. It just might cost you your life." He says. I roll my eyes, cock my gun and point it at his chest. He laughs. All of a sudden, he moves at lightning speed and 'karate chops' my arm for lack of a better word, and my gun flies up in the air and lands right in his hand. 

"I'm going to decide to be generous and ask you once more. Please, move." He says slowly. This punk. "No." I say, attempting to stand my ground. "Wrong answer." He says. He puts his index finger over the trigger and pauses. He's not going to shoot me. "You don't think I'm going to shoot you, do you?" He asks, tilting his head. "Honestly, no." I tell him. "You're really stupid, you know that?" He says and shoots me in the leg. He then sprints up the stairs and I hear a few more gunshots go off. 

I can hear The Boss screaming at everyone about letting him get out. They yell back at him, and then he comes down the stairs and sees me, lying on the floor. He looks at me in disgust. "Don't worry, I'll put you out of your pathetic misery." He spits in my face and pulls the trigger.

Kristen's POV. 

Tonight is the night. I'm going to tell Luke that I love him. Ever since our night of intimacy, we've been going on dates, kissing in school, acting like a couple. I'm still feeling Harry's loss, but Luke has been there for me every step of the way, and Harry is never coming back. It almost seems like fate. After all, it has been six months.

Bethany and Katie are over, helping me getting ready for my date, and Claire, Alice, Felicia, and Veronica are texting me furiously about all of the details. "You should wear this one!" Bethany squeals. She pulls out a red, strapless, sequin dress that looks like it would cut my circulation off. "It would look so hot on you." She winks. 

"Um, I think I'm going to have to pass on that one." I say, shaking my head."As soon as she puts it away, Katie pulls out another one. "How about this one?" She asks. She pulls out a little black dress, with lace on the top. "Oh my gosh, I love it! Yes, I'll wear that one." I say excitedly and take it from her. "And what about shoes?" Katie asks. "Oh, these are perfect." Bethany says, pulling a pair of black pumps out of my closet. "I've been looking for those!" I exclaim and run towards her and take them out of her hands. I slip the dress and heels on, apply a little bit of makeup, and curl my hair. 

"I think I'm finally ready." I tell them. "You look great." Katie says. I smile at her. I suddenly hear a knock at the door, look through the peephole, and see Luke, with his hair done to perfection, in a black suit. Wow. Just as I am about to open the door, Bethany grabs my elbow. "Be safe!" She whisper-yells. I glare at her and open the door. 

Luke's eyes go up and down my body a few times, before he meets my eyes. "Wow, I keep telling myself that you can't get anymore beautiful, but every time I see you, I prove myself wrong." He says and I can almost feel my knees give out. "Thanks, Luke. You look amazing, by the way." I say and smile. "Thanks, babe. Are you ready to go?" He asks. "Yeah, just let me grab my wrap." I tell him and run upstairs. I go to grab my phone and my wrap, and notice the window is open. I furrow my eyebrows. I don't remember leaving it open. I shrug and close it. I shut off the lights and run back downstairs.

I tell Luke I'm ready to go and Bethany and Katie leave at the same time. I lock the door behind me and get into Luke's car. He puts one hand on the wheel, and takes my other hand. He places a kiss on it and I smile at him. 

Soon after, we arrive at the restaurant. We walk in, hand-in-hand, and Luke confronts the woman behind the desk. "Hello, reservation for Hemmings?" He asks politely. She looks down at her book, then back up at us and smiles. "Yes. Right this way." She takes two menus, and guides us to our table. "Enjoy your meal." She tells us. We thank her and she walks away. Luke pulls out my chair for me, and scoots me closer to the table once I sit. 

After about a half an hour of small talk and conversation about how good the food is, I decide it's time to tell him. "Luke, I have to tell you something. I've been holding it in for a few weeks now, and I think now would be the right time to say it." I pause. He smiles. "What?" He asks innocently.

"Well, you've really been here for me these past six months, and we've spent so much time together, gone out so many times, and I think that after all of this time, I've finally realized it. I'm in love with you, Luke. I think I have been for a while now." I finish. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that to me, Kris. I love you, so much." He says, smiling from ear to ear. He reaches over the table and kisses me sweetly. I smile back at him, as our waitress brings the check. I quickly grabs it, takes out his wallet, sticks a few twenties in, and get up to leave. 

He takes my hand as we walk back out to the car. The ride home is slightly longer. "Did you take the wrong exit?" I ask. "No, I just decided to take the long way home." He smiles. I put on the radio, and American Idiot by Green Day comes on. "I love this song!" I say and start to sing along. He laughs at me, and my horrible singing voice, but starts to sing along with me. His voice is heavenly. We hit just about every red light possible, and he leans over to kiss me at every single stop sign. 

Before we know it, He turns into my driveway and my magical night is over. I frown as he walks me up to the door, and we stop before I go inside. "I had a great time tonight." He tells me. "So did I, thanks, Luke." I say and kiss him. He kisses me back and gives my ass a squeeze. I gasp. "I love you, babe. See you tomorrow." He cheeses and jogs back over to his car. 

I wave him off and step inside my house. I flip off my heels, and head straight for my room. I open the door, and turn on the lights, and am practically scared shitless at the person I see before me, sitting on my bed. 

It's Harry. 

"Hello, gorgeous. I've missed you so much." He speaks. 

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