Boy ~ Little Mix.

Harry's voice booming all of a sudden from behind Zayn and I is enough to make me want to jump out of my skin. I could hear the anger in his tone of voice when he uttered that single word. My head immediately shoots up and my eyes meet his, dark and hooded with his lips pursed tightly. His shoulders are tense and his chest is heaving visibly.

"What the hell is this!?" He growls. Lacey has her mouth open but no words coming out. I don't know if I should be the one to answer him.

"We were having lunch mate," Louis remains calm and collected.

"Get up!" Harry demands making me flinch. Zayn puts his hand on my thighs to stop me. I want to move but some part of me wants to hide behind Zayn and say no.

"N-No," I stutter with my voice low but pitchy.

"Let's go Allison!" Harry steps closer with his fists curved tightly. His commanding voice so deep and harbouring no emotion.

"Harry just-"

"You stay out of this!" He barks at Zayn making Lacey gasp.

"What's your problem?" Lacey shouts and now I'm sure she has drawn all attention to us. If this becomes a scene right here I would be very embarrassed. I zone out over everyone's voice as they argue. I'm weighing my options. I don't want to leave with Harry but maybe I should to avoid more problems and to keep everyone else out of this.

"I'll go," I mumble making Lacey go quiet.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to," Zayn holds my hand looking into my glossy eyes. His caramel eyes plead with me not to go with Harry.

"Get your hands off her or else-"

"Or else what Harry?" Zayn gets up leveling himself with Harry and inching him slowly. Harry grabs him by the collar pushing him against the table.

"Guys please!" Louis bangs his fist on the table.

"Harry no! I'll go with you just- just don't hurt Zayn." I panic while getting up. I move past Zayn and Harry let's him go roughly.

"Allie, are you sure?" Zayn asks with worry all over his face and I simply nod. When I turn to Harry, I find him scanning my body with his eyes squinted.

"I need to use the washroom first," I tell Harry who is a bit reluctant to respond seeing how he's scanning my legs.

He holds my arm firmly and almost drags me across the grill to the washrooms. He stands outside and signals me to enter. I huff and push the door open leaving him standing there.

HARRY.

I can't fûcking believe these people. Louis says it's just lunch but it looks like a bloody double date to me. And I know he is behind it all. It must have been his idea since he comes here so often. Zayn hasn't been here a lot like we have so I can't really blame him for it.

How could Louis let him close to her? It's evident that Zayn is interested in Allie but then again maybe he's just doing this to get back at me for sleeping with Olivia. But that was different. She's not like my Kitten.

I look at my watch feeling rather impatient. She's taking too long in there and I can't even enter. I bang on the door severally and even call out her name but she doesn't respond. I hastily walk back to where those three are still seated.

"Go check on your friend, she's taken too long in there," I only look at Lacey who in turn gives me a death stare.

"Would you die if you asked nicely?" She rolls her eyes and I really don't have time to argue with her.

"Please," I mumble. Zayn chuckles and it takes everything in me not to bash his head on the table. Lacey gets up and follows me towards the washrooms. 

She goes in and I hear her knock on a door while calling out Allie's name. A few seconds later she comes out with her eyes wide and runs her hand through her flaming hair.

"She's not in there," She tells me.

"What do you mean she's not in there?" My voice comes out louder than I expected. What kind of a sick joke is this? She went in there just a few minutes ago.

I push my way past Lacey not caring whether I should enter or not. I look for her everywhere but nothing. She's gone. I curse out loud and kick one of the doors with all of my strength.

"Harry!" Lacey calls my name when she finds me on the verge of breaking a mirror. She pulls me away but I snatch my hand back and walk out.

"What's going on?" Louis asks. He and Zayn must have heard the commotion inside and made their way here.

"She's gone!" I answer him through my teeth.

"What do you mean gone!?" Louis asks in a surprised tone. No one could understand how she just disappeared in there.

"She's fûcking gone and it's all your fault!" I push him out of my way and walk out of the grill hastily. She shouldn't be far so I am going to find her.

"Wait, I'll help you look for her," I hear Zayn's voice calling after me.

"No you stay away from her!" I bark at him. I start the car and drive off before he could say anything else.

ALLIE.

I have never been an impulsive person. Never have I ever done anything without thinking it through. But it looks like I'm changing. And all this is because of Harry being in my life. I wince in pain when I notice the slight cut on my thigh. I must have hurt myself when I climbed out that tiny window in the washroom.

Getting in there, I thought about everything. About how Harry has done nothing but make me cry over the past few weeks. To top it all off, he lied and manipulated me into giving him a chance. I thought he was genuine. What hurts the most is that he slept with Katya the same night he promised to never let anyone hurt me. The worst thing is that he is the only person hurting me. How can he protect me from himself?

All these thoughts and questions make me run faster. I feel the anger within fueling me not to stop running. Even when my body wants to give up, my emotions are pushing me to continue running even when I don't know where I'm going.

To be honest I am very scared. Scared because I don't know where I am running to. But more scared about what Harry will do if he catches me. I stop for a few seconds to catch my breath. My hands on my knees as I struggle to steady my breathing.

I get startled by my phone buzzing in my pocket. I automatically know that they've realised I've climbed out of that window and now they're looking for me. I pull it out and immediately look around when I see Harry's name on the screen. I decline the call and shove the phone back into my pocket and continue jogging my way ahead.

All I can hope is that this was the last I ever saw of Harry.

AN:

Update. As promised.

How's it going?

What do you think will happen?

Do you think he'll find her?