Bereft (h.s)

8. I can be nice you know

CHAPTER 8

Alycia's Pov.

I woke up from my sleep to my ringing, entirely too loud might I add. It's been way too long since i've gotten a good nights rest and I finally was sleeping like a baby until this.

It's an unknown number and I honestly don't even know if I should answer it. It says California though so maybe I should. What if it's Sierras roommate or something? Or Matt and it's an emergency?

"Hello?" I answered very groggily. "Hi little one. Were you asleep?"

Harry? I looked over at my alarm clock to see that's it's 3am.

"Harry? Uhm...you do know it's 3am right?" "Soo I take it that you were asleep." "Yes. And why aren't you?" "Well, it's been a while since i've written with you guys. I had just gotten some inspiration for my own songs. Then I got writers block. So I was gonna see if you were awake."

Harry hasn't came back to write with us in the studio in almost a month. I've ran into him a few times in the studio though. I don't really know what happened. Matt just said he got busy. Understandable. Very strange though.

"I am now." "Well...would you like to come with me?" "Go with you where? Also, how did you get my number?" "I asked Matt. Hope you don't mind."

I chuckled because my heart swelled at the fact that he even thought about me enough to want to know my number.

"No it's fine. Uhm...when? Tomorrow?" His laugh echoed through the phone. "No Alycia, now. I mean...unless you're busy."

He has got to be kidding me.

"Harry i'm in my pajamas. My hair is disgusting. I'm-" "So you're looking gorgeous? Perfect. When will you be ready to go?"

I mean, I know I don't know where the fuck he's taking me and why it's been over three weeks since he's been around, but for some reason...I wanna go.

I sighed before speaking.

"Give me 10." "Perfect little one. You can wear your pajamas if you want. Send me a pin okay?" "Okay, see you in a bit." "See you in a bit love."

I dragged my ass out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I look a mess. My hair is everywhere and tangled.

I quickly brushed my teeth and threw on a sweatshirt and sweatpants.

I wonder what this is about? He seems way too wired at 3am. So strange.

I used to be a huge fan of One Direction, and knew things about them but Harry is very different from what I assumed he'd be. He's a beam of light to be around, which I always thought he'd be. However, at the same time, he's darker than I thought he'd be. He's got a lot of shit that he's not saying and I can tell. I know he told me he gets carried away with his drug use. I never forgot that. It replayed in my mind a lot after that night. Does he have an addiction? To something?

My phone rang and interrupted my thoughts.

"Well didn't you arrive quick." I said as I answered the phone. "It's been 20 minutes little one." "Wait really?" "Yes." He laughed and I quickly grabbed my purse and keys.

"Okay i'm coming." "Alright love. Bye."

I locked my door behind me and walked down to the elevator.

I saw a man waiting in front of the elevator once i turned the corner and it startled me. I mean it's 3:30am.

"Sorry, did I startle you?"

He was about mid to late 30's with dark hair and he was wearing all black.

He gave me a very uncomfortable feeling. And the weirdest part is that I could see a camera in his other hand. Maybe he's taking pictures of the sunrise. I shouldn't psyche myself out. It's fine.