Don't let me go ~ Bandit Heart.

ALLIE.

The sound of the rain pouring heavily wakes me up. I don't know what time it is but it should be a few hours into the night. I can't keep track because all I do is sleep. It helps me escape the madness. It helps me forget everything. It helps me forget him...

Whenever I think about Harry, my eyes well up.. My heart sinks and the continuous stab in my chest doesn't go away. We were so good together. But leave it to me to fùck up everything I touch. A hot drop streams down the side of my face.

I turn to my other side just so I could get comfortable. As I'm turning, I feel something weird. A presence...

No no no.. It can't be.

I want to scream but I'm mute. My heart pounding in my ears. I slide backwards away from him but he grabs my wrists. Staring at me with a lot of intensity.

He doesn't say a word. Only pulling me closer to himself.

I panic. A soft sob manages to escape. I know for a fact that trying to fight him won't get me anywhere. So I don't. Instead, I burst into tears.

"I don't want to hurt you." Harry finally speaks.

Hearing those words, and his voice that I've been craving to hear makes me cry more.

With my wrists in one hand, he brings the other one to my face then gently wipes my tears with his thumb. The more he touches me, the more I cry. And the more I cry, the heavier the rain gets, it seems.

I open my mouth to speak but I can't find any words. I stare at him, trying to figure out why he's here.. In my bed..

His eyes are a bit blood shot. Dark circles around his eyes like he hasn't been sleeping. His curls fall on his face so effortlessly. God, how could someone be a monster and still manage to look like this harmless?

"Ssshh.. Don't cry." He says, catching my tears with his thumb.

"I haven't done anything I p-promise," I finally speak but a shakily.

Harry closes his eyes momentarily. Like he is trying to find words.

"I want to tell you that-"

Before he could finish and before I could think, I press my lips against his. He doesn't respond for a second but he kisses me back. Gently.. In the most gentle way I've ever been kissed. I have needed him all this while and now I finally have him with me.

He pushes me away and our lips disconnect. When he opens his eyes, they're glossy.

"Harry-" I start

"I'm letting you go." He interrupts me.

What? He's letting me go?

"Huh?" I'm baffled.

"I'm letting you go." He repeats.

"Really? Thank you!" I don't understand why but I'm glad he is going to stop locking me up. I can finally explain everything. I am confused at the moment but I'm happy.

"I need you to leave and don't come back." He continues coldly.

My heart shatters. As much as I'm getting my freedom, I don't want it this way. Where will I go?

"I- I don't understand..."

"I'm letting you go for good. I don't want to hurt you anymore." Harry continues without even looking at me. 

"But where will I go?" I can't stop myself from crying even more.

"I guess you're gonna have to figure that out. You're free to leave in the morning." Harry says as he turns to get out of bed.

I grab him by his arm and stop him from going. I am confused.. I am hurt.

"Please don't do this. We can talk about everything. Please.. I don't know where to go."

"You should have thought of that before you betrayed me Allison. Please don't make this harder than it already is." He snatches his arm and gets off my bed. Walking away hastily towards the door.

I yell his name but he keeps walking. The rain is still pouring heavily. I can hardly hear my own crying.

I get up and stagger a little from all the sleeping I've been doing. I run after Harry down the hallway but he goes into his room and locks it behind him.

I knock on the door hard but he doesn't come out. I yell his name but he doesn't bother to respond.

I slide down his door wailing and crying out his name.

"Please open the door! Let's talk about this!"

"Harry! Open the door!" My knocks get softer as I'm becoming tired.

I wanted freedom but this is not how I wanted it. I will sleep on his doorstep until he decides to open. I just need one chance. Just one more chance to make things right with him. I can't go to my mom's. I don't want to go back to her toxicity. So I'll wait...

NIALL.

Everything going on has been sitting heavy on my mind. So much shît has happened in such a short period of time. What really bothers me the most is what Harry has become. I've never seen him like this. Not even when Freya died. This is different. It's worse. And given that it involves Nate, I don't blame him. But I also don't excuse his behavior and how he's treated Allie. It's just not right.

"You seem to have a lot on your mind son," I get pulled from my thoughts by my dad.

Must be rude that I'm so quiet at dinner.

"Sorry dad.. It's just work stuff.." I tell half a lie.

"It's so rude of you to be quiet as a guest here." Dad adds.

"I'm really sorry Lana. Dinner is great. " I direct that to my dad's soon to be wife.

"It's Laura," dad corrects me in an almost angry tone.

Damn it!..

"Aw.. It's alright Scott. Don't be too hard on the boy. Seems like he has a lot of worries. It's normal at his age." Laura surprisingly defends me.

"I'm really sorry Laura. God I'm so embarrassed right now!"

"It's alright Niall. Don't worry about it. I'll let that slide since you've grown into such a fine young man." Laura assures me.

"Wait, did you know me before?" I ask. Her statement suggests that.

"Of course." She simply answers and concentrates on her food.

"May I know how?" I ask. The curiosity in me won't allow me to not ask.

"I don't think now is the time," Dad intercepts.

"I mean we're basically stuck here for a long time even after dinner because of the storm. So I think there's plenty to talk about dad." I argue.

"He has a point Scott," Laura backs me up.

My dad doesn't seem to be very comfortable with the idea. Which makes me wonder why.

"So... I knew you when you were a kid.. About 4 or 5 maybe.." She starts.

"Wow that is pretty young." I'm surprised.

"You were play buddies with my daughter. I'm not sure you can remember." She adds.

My memory takes me back. I do remember that tiny quiet girl vaguely.

"So where is she?" I ask, getting more interested.

"She Uh.. She couldn't be here. I can't seem to reach her for the past week or so. But it's always been like that. She disappears sometimes. Although, she knows how to take care of herself." She informs me.

"I would've loved to meet her. But we're all gonna be family soon so no pressure. I'll meet her some other time."

It goes quiet for sometime as we finish dinner.

"Have you told mum about your wedding?"

"Uh.. Not yet son.." He answers hesitantly.

"Why?" I don't understand why he wouldn't tell her.

"It's complicated.." Laura answers for him.

"Complicated how?" I demand.

They both stay quiet for a moment.

"Well.. Your mother won't take it too well." Dad says.

"What do you mean she won't take it too well? She already moved on with someone else."

"It's.. It's Uh.. Remember when I told you that I rekindled an old love?" He reminds me. I still don't get where he is going with this.

"Yes, you said that both of you have a past." It's still not making sense to me.

"Your mother left me when she found out about Laura and I." As he speaks, I start to put things together.

"So she's the woman that broke up our family!?" I push my chair behind and stand up.

"Listen Niall-"

"You're marrying the woman you cheated on mum with? I can't fùcking believe this!" I bang on the table with my fist.

"It wasn't like that-" Laura starts.

"You shut up! I'm not talking to you!" I yell while pointing a finger at her.

"Don't you dare use that tone with her!" He raises his voice as he stands up.

"It's okay Scottie. Niall has every right to be angry." Laura holds him back. "Please Niall, sit. Let us explain everything."

"I'm not sitting and you have about 3 minutes," as much as I want to leave, I also want to know what they have to say.

I never really understood why my parents split up. I need that closure. And I need it for my little brother as well.

"Things got very complicated between your mother and I. I was always away for work and she grew distant. I met Laura during one of my assignments and I guess things just happened.. She was also married at the time." Scott reveals to me. I'm already disgusted.

"I can't fùcking believe this." I mutter.
How could they do that to their significant others?

"Eventually your mother found out. At the time you were only two. She forgave me and decided to give me another chance. I figure, it was all for you.."

I scoff.

"You? What's your excuse for cheating on your husband?" I direct it to Laura.

"He was a drunk. Always beat me. Never treated me right.." She doesn't even bat an eyelash.

"Both of you are sick. And you deserve each other. Bunch of cheaters. And anyway, none of this makes sense. Because if you left her and mum forgave you, why did she eventually leave you?"

Silence.

None of them has the guts to tell me the truth. They exchange glances. Still.. Silence.

"I thought so," I charge for the door.

"No wait! You can't leave in this storm." Scott calls after me.

"I'd rather be out there." I counter as I get my jacket.

As I'm turning the locks, the next thing that's said stops me.

"Your mother found out that I had a baby," Laura discloses. What does that have to do with anything?

"We had a baby. My-my daughter, she's your sister." She continues.

"What..?" I turn slowly. They're standing a few inches away from me.

"You have a sister Niall.." Laura smiles while getting her phone from her pocket.

I don't think I can handle this. I can't handle any of it.

"A sister..." I repeat.

"Yes, here look at her." Laura holds her phone up.

"What the fück!?" I grab her phone and bring it closer to my eyes. "Allison!?"

"You know her?" They both ask at the same time.

No no no! This can't be possible. This isn't true! This can't be happening right now." I hand her phone back and open the door.

"Niall wait!" Dad calls out.

I run out in the heavy downpour without caring about a damn thing. How could this possibly happen?

Sister.

I need to save my sister!

AN:

Aye! Happy 2020!
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