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LIAM.

It's high time Harry starts listening to me. I have been the one to warn him about her. I warned him about the other bitch too, Frida..Fraya.. Freya, whatever the fùck her name was. But he is always so blinded by love.

Love.

Love makes us fûcking weak. Love is bad for business. Love is a waste of time. You fall in love with someone who is in love with someone else, who in turn is in love with someone else, who they'll probably never end up together. Fùcking waste of time if you ask me. Fûcking waste of emotion!

If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't be in this situation. He should have known better. He should have done better. And most of all, he never should have treated Zayn the way he did. All for what? For a stupid little bitch?

I mean, she does have some balls I'll give her that. Freeing Zayn, well mostly because she was guilty, then coming back straight to Harry. What did she think? That they'd run off to the sunset together?

I scoff.

"O--kaaay," Louis' voice startles me.

"What?" I demand.

"Nothing, just not surprised that you might be talking to yourself." Louis bites back.

Harry enters the study and locks the door behind him.

"I know we couldn't be able to meet last night. The storm got a little out of hand." Harry states.

"Hey, where's Niall?" I ask after noticing his absence.

"I called and it went straight to voicemail. He probably doesn't want to hear from me anyway." Harry answers.

"Why? What happened?" I ask, clearly seeming to be in the dark.

"They- they Uh- they had a moment the other day." Louis responds as Harry is clearly avoiding the subject.

"Moment?" I narrow my eyes.

"I put a gun in his face," Harry speaks distastefully.

"What the hell man!?"

"I know! Damn it will you just calm down?" Harry counters in full frustration, "I will apologize to him once I get a hold of him." He adds.

"And Zayn?" I ask. Now I'm just pushing my luck.

"That's never going to happen." He states.

"Really? Are you fûcking-" I get interrupted.

"Hey! Hey! That's not why we're here." Louis reminds us.

"Right." I roll my eyes.

After a slight moment of silence, Harry clears his throat.

"So, I'll make this brief. I've decided to let Allison go."

My eyes widen in shock. I can't believe what he's saying.

"Oh.." Louis expresses.

"What do you mean?" I need clarification. "Letting her go as in letting her go where? Why?"

"I'm going to let her go. Set her free. Let her get away from me for good. I want nothing to do with her." Harry expounds.

I can't believe this!

"Why would you do that?" I demand. "She's the cause of all our problems. In the business, amongst ourselves..."

"I agree," Louis backs me up.

"It's exactly why I'm setting her free. She's the root cause of all my problems. Our problems! So we are better off with her far far away!" Harry's words confuse me.

I thought he was in love with her. I mean, I expected anything but this.

"I don't think you should let her run off back to our enemy." I argue.

I don't understand why Harry doesn't see the bigger picture. Surely I thought he was smarter than this.

"I'm counting on her not going back." He firmly states.

"Are you sure?" Louis asks.

"I am." Harry replies.

"You care about her." I push it.

"I don't! So just let it go! My decision is final! Besides, I think she already left." Harry bites back angrily.

I check the time.

10:06.

I quietly get up and leave the study. Let her go? Is he insane?

Who is he fooling acting like he doesn't care about her? I'll prove a very important point to him.

Taking out my phone, I immediately type out a message:

10:07 - I'm putting out $5000 for any person that brings me this girl. Alive! Her name is Allison Harvard. You have 12 hours. Good luck.

I attach her picture to the message and broadcast it to the best bounty hunters I know. Well besides myself.

"Hey where are you going?" Louis pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Bounty hunting." I answer as I walk away.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

ALLIE.

19:13

"Please help me!" I scream while pounding my fist on the little wooden door.

I check over my shoulder as I continue banging on the door.

"Somebody please help me!" I cry louder when I see his figure somewhere in the trees.

I reconsider running back towards the path that I just came from. But it's too risky. There has to be someone in this little cabin. There has to be.

I can't run anymore. My legs are sore and my lungs feel like they're full of blood and I can actually taste it.

I don't know who these people are and what they want from me.

I decide against my body to run to the back of the little cabin. I hear heavy footsteps behind me getting quicker.

I trip and fall but quickly get up to continue running. Suddenly I bump into someone and before I could scream, I notice that it's someone familiar.

"You!?" She asks with her eyes wide.

She looks more surprised than I am.

< 8 HOURS EARLIER >

I slept on his doorstep. Begging for one chance. Asking him to listen to me for just a little moment. But he'd already made up his mind. He'd already decided that he didn't want me in his life. So I left.

I had no other choice but to leave. It's what I always do. It's what I'm good at. Leaving. Leaving places. Leaving people. Just leaving.

I deserve this. I really do.

I have this long walk to take before getting any form of transport. But I just wish I could walk to the end of the earth and throw myself into nothingness.

I hate that I can't stop crying. I hate that I've lost everyone who mattered to me. But mostly, I hate myself for losing Harry.

The cracking of leaves behind me brings back all my senses. I slowly look around but there's nothing. There's no one. As I continue to walk, I hear heavy footsteps.

"H-Hello?" I call out shakily.

No response.

As I turn, I find a man in front of me. Quite unfamiliar. Dressed in faded blue jeans, tucked in black boots and a leather jacket. I remain quiet. Observing him and trying to look for escape routes.

"Can-can I help you?" I blurt out.

"I'm gonna need ya to come with me. You're gonna make me some good money, honey." He breaks a sinister smile, exposing his snaggletooth.

I break into a run to the right and enter the woods deeper.

Make him money? What is he talking about? I've never seen him before so I can't tell who he works for. Does he work for Harry?

"I'm really going to enjoy this." The man's voice projects. I can tell that he is still further behind.

I run through branches and I can feel some of them cutting and scratching my skin as I get by. All I know is that I just got my freedom and I'm not about to get taken by some weird looking guy.

As I look over my shoulder, I twist my ankle and lose all my balance. I roll down a slope for a few seconds before hitting a tree stamp.

I drag my body under a huge fallen branch while holding my ankle. I remain still and quiet, hoping that I don't encounter snakes. I try to regulate my breathing as I silently pray that I don't get caught.

I hear footsteps getting closer to where I am. I put my hand over my mouth when I start crying again. I see his boots get closer and closer to where I am. I close my eyes and wait for him to drag me out.

A few moments later, I hear him walk away so I open my eyes. I am not leaving until I'm sure he's gone.

Time goes by. What feels like hours pass and I decide to get the hell out of the woods before it's late.

I shake the feeling into my foot and take smaller strides. The pain still shoots through my leg everytime I walk. My concentration is all on my leg as I try my best to walk faster.

Suddenly I'm grabbed from behind. I scream and try to fight out of his hold. It's the same guy that was after me before. I throw an elbow and catch him on the side of his face. He lets me go, but grabs my hair when I try to run.

"Help! Somebody help me!" I yell but he drags me down to the ground and puts his dirty hand over my mouth.

"Shut up! No one can hear you!" He shouts at me.

He hovers above me and smirks at me. I can see all the evil in his eyes.

"Now listen bitch, don't make this any harder. I'll drag your limp body if I have to knock you out. Don't make me do that because-"

I hit him on the head with a rock and he falls over to my side. I get up and try my best to run despite the pain.

"You're gonna regret that you stupid cunt!" He groans while still on the ground.

God why do these things keep happening to me? Is it my kismet? Am I meant to keep running or die at the hands of these people?

I'm starting to give up. I'm losing my breath and my vision. I'm blinded by tears and my throat hurts from all the screaming. I can't continue.

I can't do this anymore...

I support myself on trees as I can barely walk.

I want to stop. I want to give up.

Just then I notice a small cabin with smoke coming out of its chimney.

"Oh my God.." I say to myself.

I push myself to jog towards the cabin. I look around but there's no one. I approach the door quickly and turn the knob to let myself in. It's locked.

"Please help me!" I scream while pounding my fist on the little wooden door.

I check over my shoulder as I continue banging on the door.

"Somebody please help me!" I cry louder when I see his figure somewhere in the trees.

I reconsider running back towards the path that I just came from. But it's too risky. There has to be someone in this little cabin. There has to be.

I can't run anymore. My legs are sore and my lungs feel like they're full of blood and I can actually taste it.

I don't know who these people are and what they want from me.

I decide against my body to run to the back of the little cabin. I hear heavy footsteps behind me getting quicker.

I trip and fall but quickly get up to continue running. Suddenly I bump into someone and before I could scream, I notice that it's someone familiar.

"You!?" She asks with her eyes wide.

She looks more surprised than I am.

"Greta?" Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me.

"Oh God what happened to you?" She asks.

I don't have time to explain everything let alone think about what she's doing in these woods alone.

"Someone's after me," I whisper, out of breath.

"Let's go inside!" She holds my hand leading me to the cabin.

AN:
So... Liam put a bounty on Allie's head!
What do you think will happen? Will she be taken back to Liam?

Also, Greta... As in Zayn's Greta.. *narrows eyes*
Okay bye.

No wait! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! ❤