The Fighter (AU/Punk)

Harry's POV
I wake up to cold sheets. I move my arms around, searching for Sage. When I don't find her I open my eyes. I climb out of bed and walk out to the living room. I hear laughing from the kitchen.
"You seriously cannot cook anything!" I hear Sage exclaim, laughing. They come into my view and I watch as Zayn attempt to crack open another egg. Sage sits at the table, leaning over the back of her chair with a cup in her hands. Her blonde hair is piled into a bun on top of her head, she's still in the pajamas she had on last night. I admire her stunning body.
"I can cook things," Zayn scoffs. "Just not with you watching."
She laughs and takes a drink of whatever is in her mug and I see Zayns gaze linger on sages body.
"Good morning," I speak up. Sage jumps and whatever was in her cup spills onto her.
"Ah fuck that hot," she says and sets the cup on the table behind her. I rush over and grab a towel, trying to help clean up the coffee.
"Sorry love," I say sincerely.
She sighs. "Its alright, I'm going to go change though." She smiles at me before leaving the room.
"So you and Sage seem to be getting pretty close?" I question Zayn once Sage is out of earshot.
He shrugs his shoulders. "She's pretty cool."
"Yeah she it," I agree. "But if you pursue anything beyond friendship with her..."
"Don't worry mate," Zayn says and smiles. "I know she's yours."
I nod, satisfied with his answer, before going to find Sage.

Sages POV
I slowly take off the silk pajamas and slip on a white bra and panties.
"Oh hey," Harry's voice says from the doorway.
"Hey," I say back and look at him. His gaze is drawn to my feather tattoo and he stares at it.
"Why did you get that?" He asks, still looking at the black ink.
"I liked the idea," I answer and shrug my shoulders.
"Seriously Sage," he says and closes the distance between us. "There has to be some reason behind it."
I close my eyes and his strong arms wrap around my waist. I rest my head on his chest. I know I can't fully tell him why I got my tattoo, but I can give him a half truth.
"A while ago," I begin and take a deep breath. His hands rub my bare back soothingly. "A friend of mine was in a car crash, and she didn't make it. She was running away from home when she got in the accident, she was trying to be free. The feather reminds me of her and the freedom she wanted."
"I'm sorry that happened to your friend," Harry mumbles and kisses the top of my head.
"It's ok, it was a long time ago," I mutter into his chest. I press my forehead agains his bare skin and sigh. I wrap my arms around him and we stand like that for who knows how long.
"I want to take you on a date," Harry says suddenly.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because I really like you," Harry says shyly. "I've never felt this way about someone and I want to."
"Okay," I mumble.
I pull away from his embrace and grab my dress out of the bag I brought. I slide it over my head and slip on my shoes, not even bothering to fix my hair.
"Put on a shirt pretty boy," I joke and slap his bare chest lightly before walking back to the kitchen.

Harry's POV
I slam my hands down on the table and glare at Jake angrily.
"You better lay low or I swear to fucking god I will kill you," I say through gritted teeth. Somehow the cops found out where jake was keeping Daniel and they got him out and took some of jakes guys into custody.
"Understood," jake says nervously. I stalk out of the room and meet Louis by the doors.
"That's dealt with, now onto finding the guy who attacked Sage," I say and climb into my car.
"She said that the guy did it to get to you, right?" Louis asks as I drive to Liam's flat.
"Yeah," I say.
"So were looking for someone who hates you," Louis points out. "So basically everyone."
I smirk and begin to think. Who hates me enough to go after Sage and not me. Who even knows about Sage? It's not a secret that we know each other but somehow this guy knew that she meant something to me.
"This guy had to have known that I care about Sage," I say and park the car outside Liam's building. "But very few people know that."
"Jake was there when Sage flipped her shit about Daniel," Louis suggests. "And he's too scared to come at you head on. He might have told someone else to do it."
It makes sense but it just doesn't feel right. I climb out of the car and Louis and I go up to Liam's flat.
I knock on the door and step back. Liam opens it and let's Louis and I into the flat.
"So what are we going to do about this?" Louis asks and plops down on the couch.
"Find the guy and kill him," I say and stare out the window at the rain.
"How are we going to find him?" Liam asks.
"I am going to keep close tabs on Sage so if he tries anything again, I'll know. In the meantime, you guys can do some digging into jake and his allies," I say.
Glancing at my watch i head towards the door. "Niall and Zayn should be here soon and you can work, I have to go."
"Where are you going?" Liam asks.
"To keep tabs on Sage," I call over my shoulder and exit the apartment.

Sages POV
I finish curling the ends of my hair and add another coat of mascara when I hear a knock at the door. I open the door slowly to revel Harry. His curls are pushed out of his face and his piercings are nowhere to be seen. My heart stops at how handsome he looks in his suit and tie. His face breaks into a grin when he sees me and I blush and let him into my apartment.
"You look lovely," Harry says sweetly, looking at my black dress. I blush slightly and he kisses my cheek.
"You don't look too bad yourself," I tease. "Let me grab my shoes and purse and we can go."
"Alright," Harry says and I disappear back into my bedroom.
I slip into my blue heels and sling my bag over my shoulder. Harry grabs my hand as we walk out of my apartment and down to his car. He holds an umbrella over my head as we rush to his car through the pouring rain. He shuts me into the car and jogs to the drivers side.
"Geez it's really coming down," he exclaims and starts the car, blasting the windshield wipers.
"Yeah," I agree and he grabs my hand again, squeezing it gently. "Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise," Harry says cheekily and drives through the streets.
He flicks on the radio and starts singing along to a song that I don't know.
"You have a great voice," I observe.
"Thanks," he says and chuckles. "Listen Sage," he says, suddenly seriously. "I'm really sorry if I come on as overprotective but I really care about you and feel like it's my job to protect you. When really you are very good at protecting yourself."
"It's okay Harry," I say, my heart warming at his confession.
He stops the car in front of an obscenely tall building. I wait in the car as he rushes around to open the door for me, holding up an umbrella so I don't get wet. He wraps his arm around me and we walk into the fancy building together.
"Wait here," Harry says, shaking out the umbrella and going to talk to the hostess. I look around the main floor, which seems to be a restaurant. The romantic atmosphere is very intimate and romantic, with small tables and golden chandeliers.
Harry speaks with the hostess lowly and she smiles and glances back at me. He walks over to me and grabs my hand.
"Ready?" Harry asks and smiles. I smile confused but follow as he leads me past the other diners to the elevators.
"We aren't staying here?" I ask confused.
"Not exactly," he says and smirks. My heels click as we walk into the empty elevator. Harry presses the very top floor.
"I'm a little confused Harry," I admit.
"Good," he says jokingly and kisses my cheek.
I wait impatiently as we slowly rise. The doors ding open and Harry leads me out. We walk down a hallway until we reach a steel door. He pushes open the door and i walk up a flight cement steps, I push open another steel door and my jaw drops as I take in the sight in front of me.
The roof of this building was completely encased in glass. The rain beat against the panes rhythmically. White candles were set up to provide light due to the dark sky. A small table was placed in the center, a white table cloth covering it and two chairs set up as well. Bundles of flowers litter the space, providing color.
"This is amazing," I breathe out.
"So you like it?" Harry asks nervously.
"I love it Harry!" I say and turn to face him. He grins at me and we walk to the table. He pulls out my chair. "Thank you."
"Anytime love," he says and smirks. "So how are you feeling?"
"I'm okay," I say confidently.
"You can tell me Sage," he says gently.
I look into his concerned eyes and take a deep breath. "My arm kills and a psychopath is is out there right now and he may or may not still want to kill me. I've been better."
"I won't let him hurt you again," Harry says with steely resolution. I thinks about telling him it's not his job to protect me but decide to drop it.
"Can we talk about something else?" I ask desperately.
"Yeah of course," he says gently.
"Do you have any siblings?" I ask.
"Yes, an older sister," he says and takes a sip of his wine.
"Are you close?" I ask. I didn't know he had a sister.
"Kind of," Harry says and shrugs.
"That's nice," I say.
"Are you and your brother close?" Harry asks and I tense up.
"No not really," I say and take a large gulp of my wine.
"Whys that?" He asks with furrowed eyebrows.
"We just aren't," I say and shrug.
"That's unfortunate," Harry says. "What are your parents like?" Harry asks and takes another drink of wine.
"Very dead," i answer honestly. Harry chokes on his wine and I watch as he coughs.
"I'm so sorry," Harry says.
"Don't be," I say. "It was a while ago."
"How did they die," Harry asks softly.
"Car accident," shit I should have lied.
"You must really hate cars," Harry says.
"Or just people," I smirk.
"Cheers to that," Harry says and we clink our glasses together.
Surprising myself, I get up and walk over to where he's sitting, he raises his eyebrows as I perch on his lap. He opens his mouth to say something but I shut him up by pressing my lips to his. His hand comes up to my face and the other rests on my thigh. I grab his hair and we kill slowly and rhythmically.
"What was that for?" Harry asks as I break off the kiss.
"I like you," I say and shrug before our lips meet again.

Notes

Lots of POV changes in this chapter so sorry. Anyways I think this is going to make a few of you guys more team Sarry but who knows.
DO YOU THINK JAKE HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE ATTACK?
IF NOT THEN WHO DO YOU THINK DID?
ANY THOUGHTS ON WHAT HAPPENED TO SAGES PARENTS?
SARRY OR ZAGE?

Hope you liked it and sorry for the grammar mistakes in the last chapter I feel bad.