Anson Seabra ~ I can't carry this anymore.

"Hi Allie," She gives me a small smile.

"Hi Hannah," I rush into her arms and break down.

"What's going on? I got so worried when you called." She speaks into my hair.

I pull away from her and walk into the motel room while looking around.

"Are you a-alone?" I ask as I wipe my tears.

"Yeah I'm- I'm alone," she replies. I can sense a bit of discomfort in her.

Either way I have to get her on my side so that we can put a stop to Nate. That's the reason why I'm here. To expose that bastard for who he really is.

"Here, sit.." She offers the spot beside her on the bed.

"I- I don't have much time. I know I was supposed to do this much sooner but-" I feel the tears starting to sting again.

"But I made a huge mistake waiting for long. There are some things you should know about Nate. He isn't a good person and I can tell he hasn't been treating you right." All Hannah does is stare at me as I continue.

"Nate doesn't love you. And he doesn't care about anyone but himself. He's- he's blinded by rage and is hurting the people I love. He's hurting Harry."

"Allie slow down.. This is all too much to take in. Why is he after Harry?" Hannah finally speaks up.

"There's history between them. With a girl. But Harry never hurt her. Nate seems to think that Harry- that Harry ki- killed her. He didn't. He told me everything-"

"And you believe him?" Hannah cuts in, in a sarcastic tone.

"Of course I believe him.." I counter. Feeling a bit confused by her reaction.

"You have to come with me, now please. You can help us take down Nate and we can help you get away from him." I get up and help her up by pulling her by the arm.

"Look Allie-"

Suddenly we hear a loud knock on the door. My heart sinks and immediately I know that something is entirely wrong.

"Are you expecting someone?" I whisper.

She walks slowly towards the door while giving me a look I can't quite read.

"Hannah open up!" That damn voice. That voice that sends chills down my spine.

"I'm sorry," she whispers and turns all the locks.

I back away knowing full well there's no place to run or hide. As he walks in, my chest heaves up and down and my heart feels like its going to break my chest.

"Blondie.. Blondie.. Blondie." The smug look on his face tells me that this isn't going to end well.

"Hannah please don't do this!" I shout as Nate continues to approach me.

He grabs me by my hair as I fight to get out of his grip.

"Get out! Now!" He shouts at Hannah who now seems confused.

"HANNAH! Don't leave me here with him!" I yell and push him back.

"Shut up bitch!" He grabs me by my shoulders and forcefully drives me against the wall behind me.

I hit my head so hard I swear I felt my brain move.

I feel every part of my body going numb and my eyes closing involuntarily....

HARRY.

"What do you mean she's gone!?" I ask Louis, trying my best to not flip on him. When he called and said it was an emergency, I didn't think that it would be this kind of emergency.

"Allie is gone. Zayn is gone too. She must have snuck him out of the house-"

"FUCK!" I cut him short by flipping the table in front of me.

"Harry relax. Being like this isn't helping.." Niall, as always, tries to neutralize the situation.

"What if he forced her to take him out of the house? What- what if he has kidnapped her?" I'm trying to make sense of the whole thing because nothing is adding up. She can't do this to me. No she can't betray me like that.

"Zayn was too wounded to support his own weight. How could he have kidnapped her?" Louis makes a valid point. But no. He must have taken her with him forcefully.

I pull onto my hair in frustration. Pacing around and not actually coming up with any other logical explanation.

"She can't do this to me.. She just can't." I mumble before driving my fist through the wall.

"Jesus Harry! We need to find her. That's the main objective. Please don't lose your shit. Not right now goddamn it!" Niall pulls me away from the wall.

He's right. The only thing we need to do is find her. I need answers. I need to know that what they're saying isn't true. I can't stand a betrayal from her. I don't think I can survive it. There must be a logical explanation. If only she can answer my fùcking calls!

"I'm gonna try get something out of the traffic and security cams." Louis seems surprisingly calmer than everyone else. "Niall you watch him and don't let him do anything stupid." He adds while standing by the door to the study.

"Do you think they planned it? Zayn and- and-" I can't even bring myself to say both their names in one sentence.

"To be honest Harry, I don't know. Anything is possible at this point." Niall replies, sounding exhausted.

"And where the fuck is Liam?"

"He's on his way. I called him." Niall assures me.

ALLIE.

Fixing things isn't always easy. You may put something back together but it will never be the same. In my case, I tried to put together broken pieces of glass. Pieces that had cut other people that I care about when it all shattered. I knew that I was going to cut myself putting it all back together. I just didn't think the cuts would be this deep.

Everything is going to shit. Every single plan, save for freeing Zayn. As I open my eyes and feel the pain rush through my head, I try to figure out where I am and what happened before.

Nate.

Nate.

That's all I remember. I remember Nate walking into the motel room and shoving me into the wall.

"Aahh..." I groan as I touch the back of my head gently. There's no sign of bleeding.

I sit up and take in my surroundings. It's dark but I can recognize this familiar path. I'm only a few meters from Harry's house. How did I get here? And what did Nate do to me? My whole body hurts. It hurts so bad.

Between the confusion and the massive headache, I might be losing my mind a little bit. I check my pockets for my phone and find it. It's 9:32pm.

Before walking into the Lion's den, I do one more thing that might be my only saving grace. Hopefully, it will reach the person I need it to reach in time.

I slowly walk up to the gate. As I approach the entrance, I hear the sound of guns being cocked. I raise my hands slowly and get down on my knees. At this point I don't know what is going to happen to me.

                         ***

The guard that I bypassed earlier on at the gate is the one who seems angrier than the rest. He holds me by my arm roughly and walks me into the house.

"Kitten?" Harry walks up to me as soon as I enter the living room. He pulls me into his arms but all I do is just stand there.

"Thank God you're okay!" Harry kisses my forehead and holds me tighter.

Niall, Lacey and Liam also stand up but remain stationary.

"Where have you been? Did Zayn do anything to hurt you?" Harry asks while giving me a body check.

"No.. Zayn didn't hurt me." I make eye contact with Liam who has an uncertain look in his eyes.

"He'll pay for everything he has done,"  Harry says. I slightly push him and walk to the middle of the room.

"I let him out." I confess.

I watch Harry's face lose its colour. Niall stares bug-eyed. Liam shifts his gaze from one point to another. Probably hoping that I won't implicate him in all this.

Lacey pulls her eyebrows together. Walks up to me silently. A small smile dances across her lips and at this point I don't know what to expect.

"You what?" She asks like she didn't hear me the first time.

"I let Zayn go-"

A hard slap hits across my face before I could finish my statement.

"Lacey!?" I call out her name in disbelief, hand on my burning cheek.

"How dare you let out my Oma's killer?" She screams and attacks me.

"Stop it!" Harry pulls her away from me. I cry while shielding myself with Harry.

Liam pulls Lacey and throws her on the couch. Louis seems to have been attracted by all the drama and his girl screaming.

"Liam what the fuck?" Louis rushes to Lacey's side. "Don't ever put your hands on my girl!"

Harry then turns to me, his face turning cold and emotionless.

"Why?" He speaks against his teeth.

"I'll tell you why. Here are some pictures that have been pulled off of traffic cameras and a security camera outside of a motel." As soon as Louis says those words, my heart stops.

"Harry grabs the printed images from Louis hands. I watch as his hands start to shake."

"Is this-"

"Nate, yes that's Nate. Caught entering the same motel room as Allison." Louis coldly answers.

"I- I can explain-"

Another hard but heavier slap hits across my face and this time I lose all my balance and fall.

"Harry please," I cry in pain while still hiding behind my hair.

I crawl away to get away from him but he pulls me by my leg. At this point I realise no one is on my side.

"Nate? Fùcking Nate!?" He shouts and picks me up from the ground. Between my cries and his shouting, I seem to have lost all ability to feel the physical pain.

"Please stop!" I suck in a sharp breath trying to push him away. He gropes my butt while staring coldly into my eyes.

"I'm going to treat you like the little slūt you are!" He whispers darkly into my ear, his warm breath fanning over my cold skin. I close my eyes trying to suppress all my ironical desire for his lips.

"I'm not a slūt!" I shriek turning my head away from him. Trying to catch a breath of cold air.

"I'll make you PAY!" He growls pushing me to the wall harshly. He pushes his body against mine and I let out involuntary whimpers.

"Everything I've done is for you! You have to believe me!"

"I should have known. I should have known that you are just like her!" Harry shouts and wraps his hand around my neck.

"Plea-please," I struggle to let out my voice with him squeezing my throat.

"I should have fùcking known!" He yells again making me cry out in pure terror.

I somehow hoped that Liam would do something to help me. But I guess I was wrong. People don't change and he will just let me go down for this alone.

Harry drags me by hair and opens up a small closet between the steps.

"Good thing I remember every little detail about you," he smiles in disgust and throws me inside the dark small space.

"Harry please don't leave me here." I beg him but he slams the door shut and locks it.

"PLEEAAASSEEE!" I wail and bang on the door. The darkness and tiny space starts to cripple me. I slide against the door crying my eyes out.

AN:

So what happens to her now?