It took Harry and I a few seconds, to disconnect our eyes, feeling a bit dizzy.

Then, we both turned our head at the same time when we heard the guy's voice from behind us, to look at the dude who was interrupting our little argument, and little reconciliation. He was that close to crash his lips on mine. The need of him, kissing me was lingering, as my pointer was touching my bottom lip, trying to figuring out if I wasn't dreaming.

Maybe it was just a sign from above after all, we were not supposed to repeat history once again.

But I felt frustrated. Frustrated, because it felt like we had so much to say to each other. For once we were opening ourselves, and put words on feelings, even if we were yelling, we were finally going somewhere.

Well, we were ready to do more, but still.. We kept so much for ourselves through this year, we had so much on our plate.

Harry stepped back, and I was now standing next to him. Dizzing a little, missing the contact.

What does this fucker want?

My eyes were filled immediately with fear when I met Zach's bloodshot eyes. He was drunk, and had a creepy smile on his hammered face.

"What do you want Zach?" I snapped at him, showing him my annoyance. Not letting him see that I was expecting him being an asshole and try to fight with Harry, looking for revenge. I couldn't believe this haywire guy...

"Harry and I have a little something to deal with" he said, with a stupid grin on his face.

"You have nothing to deal with, go home and wank yourself" I suggested the asshole.

He just chuckled, and stayed where he was, and I shighed. Dumbass. But things became serious when two other guys showed up from behind him.

It scared the hell out of me. They wouldn't do this, would they? Fighting three against one?

Oh damn, they would!

"What a coward you can be Zach, are you seriously gonna be three against one?" I challenged. That was low, even for him. Harry gave him a little punch on the face, there was no point to go and beat the hell out of him because of a pub fight over a girl.

Harry remained quiet during the back and forth between Zach and me. I think he was concentering himself because he knew what was about to happen. Knowing him, he was fuming inside, and after the Zayn drama, he was very angry. He clenched his teeth and jaw, showing how tensed he was.

He had already his hand injured, nothing bad could happen to him again, no way.

In a matter of second, everything went upside down, and I was scared to the bone.

There were too many testosterones for my comfort, in this little back alley.

Zach took Harry's shirt by the collar, and Harry got pretty mad, so he pushed him back. "You fucker, I'll kick your ass again" Harry threatened. Harry was strong, but he shouldn't be that adamant tonight. Did he not understand that they were determined to fight him, even if he was alone?

Zach was resolute, there was no way he would drop this.

My heart started to pound crazy in my chest when Zach fist punched Harry's in the abs, making him groan a bit, and flinch a little. But as Harry had solid abs, it didn't affect him that much.

Most people think he's just a singer, but he's definitely very athletic to manage to live that kind of demanding life. It took only seconds to Harry to punch Zach again, in the face. I saw in his face that it hurt his hand again. And I swear, I skipped a heartbeat.

Worried, I started to scream, because I couldn't do anything else. "Stop" I pleaded, walking in their direction.

This wouldn't end well for Harry, they were three, and smelt blood.

Then, a friend of Zach hit Harry's in the jaw, and I lost it. Every cells of my body were scared as hell, and I couldn't just watch it. It was like I got stabbed all over my body. But I didn't want to leave them either. I needed to do something, so I ran into him. "Get the hell away from him" I yelled, and Zach grinned like a bastard he was. And his other friend took a grip of me, blocking me, I couldn't move.

That fucker was hurting my wrists because he was tightening too much. Thanks for the bruises.

Remember how to kick, Em...

I took a deep breath, and calm a little, to give me more strength, and lifted my body in the way I could kick the asshole in the nuts. In seconds, the dude had my right foot between his legs, and got hurt so bad, that he just let me free and flinched, his hands on his center to try to calm the pain. Good luck with that fucker!

Thanks the kick boxing sessions with Liam... At that time, he was so annoying making me fell all the time, but I truly had to thank him to show me some move...

Harry bit Zach's friend, once again, I couldn't believe it.

"Stop" I yelled one more time.

Thankfully, someone must have heard me yelling, because I could hear footsteps coming from behind and a shadow came across the alley.

Obviously, I was surprised when I noticed that Zayn showed up, but I couldn't care less, I was too happy that someone would be here to help Harry into this mess.

Immediately, when Zayn saw what was going on, he ran into me, and made sure I was okay, I was crying the hell out of me, and I just turned my face in Harry's direction. "Help him" I pleaded. His comforting touch made me feel better, but reality punched me in the face.

All the tears I had in my body were running over my cheeks. Nothing could stop them.

"SO, how did it went with....?" Hannah came to view, as I turned my head, and she opened her eyes wide when she gave attention at the spectacle in front of her.

"Go find Louis, hurry please". I begged her, my arms crossed against my chest, when I met her eyes, full of shock.

She didn't blink and ran inside, to search for Louis, fear filling her eyes.

In a matter of second, Louis arrived very quickly, and helped Zayn and Harry, punching Zach in his turn.

What the fuck was happening...

Louis, Zayn, and Harry were now able to recover and get the shit of Zach and his friends, but they were stopped by lights coming from a car, at the beginning of the alley. We all turned our faces when we heard the siren, coming from the cop's car.

**

After the cops showed up, the party went over, and Zach and his friends were taken in custody for assaulting Harry. I wish they would get what they deserved to want to beat the shit of someone like that.

When the guys were done with their deposition, we all ended at the hospital, just to check up the guys. Thankfully they didn't get any serious injuries, just some bruises, painful hands and jaws. They would recover very soon.

Hannah went home after the cops showed up, she felt exhausted. Hospital takes forever to get out. It's always so long.

So, I was sitting in the waiting room, while Harry, Louis and Zayn were with the doctors, when Kendall and Gemma arrived, rushing in my direction. Browsing my phone, I couldn't find anything online to focus on, and lifted my head at them, when they passed the door.

"Is he okay?" Gemma asked me, concerned, when she walked through the door. I raised my head up to meet her gaze, putting my phone on my purse;

"Nothing serious" I said, looking at her with comforting glare. Standing up, to give her a reassuring hug. She immediately sighed of relief. As her bag touched the plastic floor.

"I'll go get some coffee" she prevented, throwing her purse over her shoulder, before leaving the room, letting me alone, with Kendall who went to sit down on the row of chairs at the opposite side of the room.

Awkward.

An awkward silence filled the room. What could I possibly say to her, it's not like we were best friends or anything, I'd barely say two words to her...

So, I just decided to take my phone back in my hand, and go check out some fanfic to read on my app. There was some update, so it would help me to kill the time.

"Could you just back off?" she finally spoke, in low voice. I rose my head and noticed she was staring at her nails. Was she avoiding my glare? Maybe I preferred her when she didn't speak, and ignored me.

Hummm. Was she even talking to me? Maybe she was just thinking out loud.

"Sorry?" I lifted my head up, to look at her, and raised an eyebrow, needing to be sure of what I'd heard.

"Could you just back off?" she said again, this time a bit loudly, and her eyes met mine.

"What do you mean?" I think I knew, but still, I wanted to hear it coming from her mouth, what she wanted, in details. If she wanted to say something to me, she had to develop, no guessing here, just assume your position, little rich girl.

"He got into two fights these days because of you." she was on the verge of crying. But the fact that she was pointing fingers on me made me frown.

She must have been scared because of what happened. And I couldn't blame her. Receiving a phone call letting you know that your boyfriend got into a fight and was at the hospital must be very scary, and stressful.

"It wasn't my fault" and it was true. I didn't have to defend myself. For her, I was the one to blame. Whatever the circumstances. Harry had just overprotected me, and it ended badly.

Deep down, I felt guilty though. Because she was mentioning the fights, but I knew that more was about to happen; She should be thanking Zach right now, because who knows what would happen if he hadn't stopped us? Harry and I had still a lot to deal with, and she must have been aware of it. Things had been pretty smoothed, though, but it was just a facade, I knew it now.

I felt bad;

Even if I despised her for so many reasons, she looked so sad, it actually touched me. I couldn't believe that I let Harry came that close to me, knowing he was in a serious relationship. Something he had never given me though... But that was not the point. It was not like I owed anything to her, but she didn't deserve that Harry wasn't sure of what he wanted.

"Never mind" she added, biting a nail cuticle between her teeth now, she was swallowing her tears hard.

"You like him, don't you?" I asked bluntly, but with calm voice.

She simply nodded to say yes.

I stood up and went to sit at the chair next to hers. What am I doing? Have I lost my mind?

"You have nothing to worry about, I mean, nothing would ever happen between Harry and I." I tried to reassure her. or myself...

If everything had been confusing for me, and for Harry, it would be the case for her as well. And she didn't deserve to feel insecure on her relationship, I knew too well how it felt.

I was in her shoes at a time.

However, I couldn't hide my surprise. Did she feel that insecure towards me? She was an international model after all. This girl was on TV every week in her reality show, on stage for couture, and she was afraid of me, stealing her boyfriend... pinch me please.

"I'm not worried" she said, trying to convince herself.

Liar.

How foolish was I to think we could have a sincere talk...?

"I just wish you would stay away for a bit" she added. "It's disturbing us to have you around. This is unfair to deal with you seeing him."

Me? Why? He has been with so many girls... She couldn't seriously ask me to not see him.

"You're not just a girl to him. He had written so many lyrics and songs about you..."

She made me chuckle. "He hadn't written anything about me Kendall..." I reassured her, and laughed at the thought. I'd never thought that our relationship had inspired him, ever. They were writing that kind of songs, that's all. And well, Harry is nothing like in his songs with girls, so... None of them are.

"You think" she sighed, and I remained silent for a moment, trying to find the right words for what I want to say to her.

"Can I give you an advice?" I tested the water here, before adventuring myself to speak.

She hummed.

"You have to trust him, for the sake of your relationship" that was very grown up of me!

Raising an eyebrow, she looked at me like I'd grown two heads.

"I know how girls look at Harry, but if you think you're special to him, you have to trust him, and accept that I am in his life. Don't waste your time being jealous over nothing, we're just friends, just focus on your relationship with him, don't ruin it"

This time I was the one to have to swallow my tears, my heart ached; I wanted her to know that if she thinks he wouldn't be faithful to her, when it comes to me or another girl, she should leave, but if it's just fear, insecurity, she'd have to work on it quickly, otherwise, she might lose him. And I know how it felt to lose him, and it hurt as hell.

Finally, the doctor came up, so did Gemma, cutting Kendall and I little chat, and he let us know that we could go and see them.

We all followed him in the hospital corridors, quietly, it was almost five in the morning. The night had been the longest.

The doctor just opened a curtain, and Louis, Zayn and Harry were sitting on beds, in silence.

I can't lie, but seeing, Harry, Louis and Zayn in the same room, was very strange, and fun at the same time.

At least, they didn't kill each other... I felt like a proud mama.

"Are you guys okay?" I asked to all of them, and they simply nodded.

I didn't adventure myself coming over anyone, because it would look like I'd pick a side and I didn't want it...

Kendall and Gemma went to Harry, and I just went to check on Louis, and Zayn.

They all stood up and signed their papers before we all headed to the exit, to finally come home after such a long night.

When we passed the hospital doors, the sun was rising, it was nearly five in the morning.

No one spoke, we were too tired. They all went to Gemma's car, and Zayn and I left together.

ME, leaving with Zayn, I was crossing my fingers that the guys would keep talking to me tomorrow.

Early update! Hope you guys liked it. I'm already working on the next chapters, and I have some good ideas, funny stuff and such :) Thank you thank you for reading! love you !