🐨🐨🐨 Renae's P.O.V. 🐨🐨🐨
"Hey, we're going to talk everything out of dinner, wanna come?" Niall asked bursting into my room.
"Fine." I sighed standing up.
I grabbed a jacket and joined everyone downstairs. Turned out Harry and Kristen weren't going. I tried to block everything out on the way to the restaurant, luckily it worked.
"So..." Louis started.
"Why would you guys lie to us?" I suddenly asked.
"We knew you didn't like us, but we liked you guys, so we wanted to be with you." Niall said.
"So you had to lie?" Jayden asked.
"Yes." Zayn whispered.
Jayden and I shook our heads in disbelief.
" Its not like you guys are going to marry us one day." Jayden sighed.
"Who knows?" Zayn smiled.
Jayden rolled her eyes. When Jayden is mad at someone, its hard to make her forgive that person for whatever they did. We sat in the restaurant and would occasionally talk about different things. We all finished eating and hopped into the car and headed home. When we got there I started to freak. The front was open and no one knew what to do, so we called the police. They shortly arrived. We all had to stay outside. Finally They ushered Harry and Kristen outside. She had wounds all over her arms. and Harry's hair looked interesting. Cassie ran up to Kristen and immediately started
helping her while Harry explained everything to us.
🐯🐯🐯 Kristen's P.O.V. 🐯🐯🐯
"Harry?" I whispered.
Silence. Now was my chance. I turned the closet light in and grabbed the fake dye. I grabbed my straight iron and plugged it in by my bed. It was still a little warm from when it was plugged in earlier. I gently straightened his hair and put the green in it. I was finished when he started to wake up.
"Kristen? Whats wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing." I smiled.
He got up and walked to the bathroom. I smiled and skipped into the kitchen.
"Kristen?!" Harry screamed.
"Yeah babe?" I smiled.
"What did you do to my hair?" He screamed walking into the kitchen.
"I made it all pretty." I smiled.
"No! You fu*ked it all up!" He screamed.
"Harry calm down, it was just a prank." I said.
I started to freak out. Harry never cursed. He brought his hand up to touch his hair and I flinched thinking that he was going to hit me. His eyes got huge.
"No! Kristen! I would never do that!" He screamed.
"I have to be alone for a bit." He stormed out of the house.
I sighed. Why didn't I listen to Louis? I should have. I decided to make grilled cheese. I was finishing up the last one when I was scared by a voice I would hope to never hear for as long as I live.
"Miss me?" He said.
I immediately turned around and confirmed my fears. Ethan was back, here, in this kitchen.
"Ethan what are you doing here?" I asked.
"To finish what I started." He said lifting up and knife.
He swung it down as I held my arm across my face. I got a big slash on my right arm and it stung.
"Stupid B*tch!" He screamed.
He swung a couple more times and I blocked them with my arms.
"Harry!" I screamed.
"Shut up!" Ethan yelled.
"Harry!" I shrieked.
Ethan pulled his arm up over his head and was about to stab the knife into me. I closed my eyes and braced myself for pain, and maybe even death. Harry was mad at me, Its not like I have that much to live for. How long has it been? Am I dead? Shouldn't I be? I opened my eyes and saw Ethan knocked out on the ground. I looked up and saw Harry panting. He immediately looked over at me and sat down.
"Thanks." I started to cry.
"I love you." He said cupping each side of my face with his hands.
"I love you too." I smiled.
We sat there for a few seconds when I rolled my eyes. I placed my hand in the back of his neck and pulled him towards me. We sat only meters apart. I smiled. He rolled his eyes and kissed me.
"Took you long enough." I smiled wiping my face.
"Sorry, my super powers don't kick in too fast." He smiled.
He held me in his lap. We didn't call the police, just wanted to be with each other. We sat in the kitchen for a while then heard sirens. I started to stand up, but Harry locked me in his grip.
"They can come and get us." He whispered.
I smiled and hugged him tighter than I already was. Finally a policeman came in and asked for mine and Harry's sides of the story. Apparently Harry had been coming back to apologize when he heard me scream. The policeman lead us outside. Harry insisted on carrying me bridal style. We got outside and I saw who had called the cops. Cassie came over and helped with my cuts. I was so happy to have reliable friends.
