Heidi POV

Over the next few days, I had heard nothing from either Harry or any of his friends. Not even Christa and Jamie. It feels like ages since I last saw them and I should really start my revenge on them too. But it is too dangerous right now to talk to them. Harry has probably told them everything that happened meaning they probably want me dead too.

In this time I have managed to grow a lot closer to Amanda. I have learnt that she has some sort of an eating disorder but that’s all she says and it is so frustrating. I mean she has been through a lot but so have I and I still eat like a pig. I feel like everytime she talks about her personal life, she is lying to me and I have no idea why.

But anyway, we have still managed to grow really close, up to the point where I am actually debating whether or whether not to tell her about my revenge. Should I? She has the same feelings towards Harry and his friends as I do and she does look like she wants revenge on them but I feel like there is something holding her back.

We were both currently sitting on my bed in my room just talking about random shit. It turns out she is quite funny to hang out with once you get to know her a little more.

“So then I kneed him in the balls and ran away! Oh my gosh you should have seen his face!” she was explaining a story to me about when she found her ex-boyfriend cheating on her. I burst out laughing and she joined along with me. This laugh didn’t feel strained. It felt free and I liked it. I hadn’t laughed in a while and it felt good.

Once we both recovered from our little laughing fit, we both fell down onto our backs onto the bed and looked up at the ceiling. It went quiet and it was a good quiet. I felt relaxed after a long time. I had always been tense as I was always alert to see when Harry would strike next but nothing ever came.

Why was this boy constantly on my mind? He fucking abused me in high school and he is still the same prick now. Why am I so fucked up? I wish my feelings for him could just magically disappear but sadly they won’t. My work here would be so much easier if I had no feelings for him.

I am snapped out of my trance with vibrating coming from my butt. I sigh as I reach down and grasp at my small phone out of the pocket.
A new text message.

I open it up and look at who sent it to me and my heart starts beating a little faster. I don’t know if it was fear or something else.

Harry.

What did he want?

I scrolled down and read the message.

Need to talk to you alone. Meet me in the alleyway in 20 mins. – H

I can practically hear him saying this in his husky ordering voice. I’m so weird. Why am I thinking these things?

There is no fucking way I am going because he will probably kill me, literally. But I don’t want to piss him off. FUCKING HELL!

Amanda turns her head at me and shoots me a confused look. I sigh.

“Harry wants me to meet him alone. He says he wants to talk.” I reply bluntly before heaving myself off of the comfy bed.

I SWEAR to you that I saw guilt in her eyes for a moment before her face turns into horror. Why would she be guilty? She’s hiding something from me and it’s starting to piss me off now.

“Amanda? Are you hiding something from me?” I ask he directly but gently. She looks at me directly in the eyes before replying.

“No why would you ask?” she asks confused. I almost believe her. ALMOST. I shake my head.

“No reason. You just pulled a weird face that’s all.” I reply in thought. This is why I am still currently DEBATING whether I should tell her about my revenge or not.

“Please don’t go.” She whispers at me in fear. I look at her sadly.

“I have to or he will just get even more pissed.” I sigh. She hesitantly nods her head with fear still etched on her face.

I turn around and head over to my closet and flick through the clothes before finding what I was looking for.

The gun and the knife.

I hadn’t used these since I first found Amanda at Zayn’s house. I shove the knife in my boot and I try to find a hiding place for my gun. It didn’t help that I was wearing a dress either. I groan. There is only one place I can think of at the moment but I shrug to myself. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I quickly pull my dress outwards and shove the small gun into my bra. Don’t judge!

I turn around and Amanda shoots me an amused look followed by another worried one.

“Please be careful Adriana. I can’t lose you now. You’re like a sister to me and it would kill me if something happened to you.” I literally melt at her words. Nobody has ever said anything like that to me before. My face softens and I walk up to her and throw my arms around her, engulfing her in a tight hug.

“I promise I’ll be careful.” I say honestly before unwrapping myself from her and turning around to walk out of the door.

I’m screwed. So screwed….


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This alleyway brought back so many memories. Memories of when I first met Niall. Memoires of when I kissed Harry or he kissed me….Whatever.
I softly graze my fingertips over my lips at the memory. His lips on mine brought back that weird feeling in my stomach. I felt unwanted sparks in that kiss and I hate it. I have so much self-loathing for myself because I have feelings for a heartless monster. I huff to myself. I need to man up. I’m such a little pussy!

I suddenly feel a dark presence behind me.

“So. You came.” He says almost dramatically causing me to stifle a very inappropriate giggle. I press my lips together with my back still to him. I gulp and take a huge breath trying to get myself serious again before turning around and meeting his intense gaze.

“Yes I came.” I reply quietly motioning to myself. I see a glint in his eye and an ever so small smile crosses his features.

“Good.” He says while walking closer to me until there is only like half a metre between us. I ignore the lack of space between us and get straight onto the point.

“What do you want to talk about Harry?” I ask while crossing my arms over my chest. This gun in my bra is so uncomfortable! Seriously! Don’t ever do it!

“Us.” He replies simply sending shivers down my spine. Was there ever an ‘Us’? I stare at him in utter confusion. Wasn’t he supposed to hate me? I did stab him and his friends after all…

“What about us?” I ask utterly confused. His smile grows bigger but it isn’t an evil smile. I have no idea what kind of smile it was it just wasn’t evil. This confused me even more.

“I don’t want things to stay like this between us.” He looks deeply into my eyes and his face turns serious. Hang on! Wasn’t he the one who sent me that note saying he would make me pay for what I did? Now I am just even more confuse. Is he saying he has feelings for me….?

I mentally shake my head. Of course he’s not! He’s a heartless bastard remember? WTF? I’m so confused!!!

But I don’t question him. At least I can get my revenge on a roll again. I sigh out loud.

“I didn’t think there was an ‘us’ Harry.” I reply almost sadly. He takes a step closer to me and uses his finger and thumb to tilt my head up so I was looking at him directly in his eyes. Why is he suddenly being all sweet and caring and why am I melting under his touch?!

“No but that doesn’t mean we can’t try?” he asks almost hopefully. WOAH WOAH WOAH! This is the same guy that I stabbed in the arm a few days ago isn’t it? I look down at his bandaged arm. Yep it’s still him. Then why is he being so nice?

Oh well! I’m not complaining! Makes my revenge easier! I sigh again and pretend to look hesitant and think.

“How about we take things slow? We have both been through so much.” I say reasonably. He looks SLIGHTLY hurt but nods his head.

“Sure. We’ll take it slow babe.” He replies. I muster up a smile. He’s so gorgeous goddamnit!

“Great!” I say almost happily before removing myself away from his grasp but he has other plans and gently tugs me back and crashes his lips onto mine. I stay in shock for a moment before kissing back. Wait Heidi! Take things slow! I mentally groan and pull back before smiling cheekily at him and winking.

“I said take things slow!” I say with that grin etched on my face which he also returns back while raising his arms up.

“Right sorry! Take things slow!” he repeats cheekily.

“I’ll see ya around Styles.” I say before turning to leave out of the alleyway.

Did that really just happen?

Oh dear god! Looks like I need to up my game. The revenge has begun.

Notes

I need to put another Harry POV in...

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They see me rollin....They hatin.....



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Ok Ok! I know but I had to put this up...It honestly looks like Zayn is like pooping out that skateboard or something....

I'm so weird.

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