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After escaping from Harry, Hayes had called saying I should come over to discuss the next plan. A few minutes was I all I had to quickly keep it together before entering a house with people I most likely didn’t want to see. By people, I mean Harry. Luckily, there are a few people from Jagger’s side at Hayes’s house. It won’t take much to slip in and out.

My hands clutched onto the handle of my door, knuckles white. How could I contain myself, in a house with him in it. I can claim my hand still hurts from the bullet, and scurry off unnoticed. My loud ringtone, scared me out of my daze, and it was Hayes.

“Why are you just sitting in your car? Come inside.” He demanded as I looked over to the window he was standing by. I nodded my head slightly at him as I exited my car, before hanging up, and walking inside.
“Glad you decided to come in. I’m going to go check on Rose, meet me in the room down the hall.” He nodded, before heading off in the opposite direction.

“Hayes! Last door, or second to last!” I shouted waiting for a response but it was silent.

Whatever. I’ll just open the second to last first.. Twisting the cold doorknob, I gently opened it, and walked in on something I shouldn’t have. Harry. But what was worse was his lips were latched onto another girls. I knew I barged into the worst possible situation. He was in his boxers, and her in her undergarments. Dammit Lia, use your legs, and run. You knew he never loved you, this isn’t a surprise.

“Last door Lia! Harry’s in the other!” Hayes yelped out, and Harry’s head shot to the doorway I stood in. Shit. His eyes widened, and he quickly reached out to me, but I ran off into the nearby bathroom, and locked it behind me. My heart pounding in my chest, I slid down and onto the floor beside the sink. Letting it all register in my head. I could feel my emotions stirring in my chest, but I couldn’t let myself break. I JUST COULDN’T Close your eyes, and it will all go away. It will.

“LIA OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE. Please! I’m sorry, it wasn’t like that Lia.” Harry tried reasoning with me through the door, but I didn’t want to hear it. I wanted to be alone.

“I suggest you either leave her alone, or break down the door. Both will end up in her charging at you….I’LL BE IN HERE LIA. JUST COME IN WHEN YOU’RE READY..OR FIND ME.” Hayes warned Harry, and addressed me, before closing the door behind him.

After a few minutes, Harry’s constant banging had stopped. I assume he retreated back into his room, and on doing so my emotions just poured out. I cried, and I cried, and I couldn’t stop crying. I remember trying to hold back my tears when I had first left with Hayes, and I did an incredible job. Yet here I was now, finally breaking down, and it just washed over me. I was shaking, hiccupping, and shivering all at the same time. I was a complete mess.

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I didn’t know how long I laid on the bathroom floor, but I assumed it was longer than I had anticipated for I heard Harry’s mumbled profanities as he persistently banged at the bathroom door again.

“Leave me alone” I croaked out.

“No! Now open this door or you leave me no choice.” He warned, but as always I refused.

“I said leave me alone Harry.” I answered back, still laid against the side of the bathroom wall. I heard a few thumps, and the hinges break off as he entered. His tall figure loomed over me, as he took in my weak state.

“Lia” He whispered, sliding his arms underneath me, and lifting me up.

Prying my eyes open wider, I lazily looked at my surroundings, as he carried me into his room. Turning slightly as he entered, he closed, and locked the door behind him before placing me on his bed. My eyes immediately drooping at contact of the bed, I could feel the bed dip beside me, and I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough to even fight back. Contemplating whether to slap him or not, as he had snaked his arms around my waist, I immediately shot up. Scrambling off the bed, I ran over to do the door, and noticed that the door only had a lock that could be opened with a key.

“Give me the keys Harry.” I warned, as I felt his presence behind me.

“Only if you let me explain.” He begged, grabbing hold of my forearm, which I quickly yanked back.

“Don’t fucking touch me” I hissed, and he got closer.

“Stop being so distant.” He spoke, his jaw clenching as I pushed him far away.

“Stay the fuck away from me.”

“Just a few hours ago, you kissed me, and now…Who are you?”

“Who am I? Really? I should be asking you that question!” I growled back before extending my arm, so he could give me the key.

“You’re not getting it Lia. Now can we speak?”

“NO! Fuck you, fuck this. Now let me the fuck out before I find a way to break this door.” I shouted back, but he hopped off the bed, and hovered over me in a matter of seconds.

“You’re not getting out” He growled, and I pushed his chest hard.

“Fuck you!” I yelled back, but he walked right back, and I kept on pushing him.

“Get the fuck away from me. S-stop.” He grabbed my forearm, and yanked me toward him. His fingers wrapped tightly around my arm, I winced. Everytime I would pull his grip would tighten.

“You’re h-hurting me Harry.” His eyes shot down to my forearm, and he let go but kept his arm there just in case I decided to push him again. Which I did, but when he fell back he took me down with him. Landing right onto his crotch area, he winced slightly, but I took it to my advantage as I stuck my hand in his right pocket fetching the key out.

Stumbling to my feet, I ran to the door, and feverishly stuck the key into the door trying to turn the lock. My hand shook, but I somehow got it twisted on time, opening it wide enough for me to slip past, but as soon as I was to leave the door slammed shut in front of me. Turning swiftly to somehow defend myself, he pinned both of my hands above my head. They key falling onto the ground as he did so.

“Let me go.” I seethed.

“She kissed me. She’s been trying since you left me, I swear. I was sleeping, and she came onto me.” Harry spoke, referring to the sight I saw not that long ago of him and a skanky blonde snogging.

“I don’t care. Now let me go, you explained.” But his grip tightened.

“You do care, stop being foolish.” I scoffed at his response.

“The only thing I was ever foolish about was dating you.”

“We loved each other.”

“No. I loved you, and you used me.”

“I didn’t fucking use you! I fucking loved you! Why do you think otherwise.” He barked.

“No you didn’t. You didn’t” I bit back, trying to fight the oncoming tears. Yet they trickled down anyway. His hands let go of my wrists, and wiped away the tears, but it only made it worse.

“Maybe this will be the only way to show you I do. I do love you Lia. With everything I’ve got. If that means dying for you to realize that, then that’s what I’ll do.” He whispered the last part, and my eyes shot to where he was going. Unlocking the drawer next to his bed, he pulled out a long gun, with a silencer attached, and began to fill it with bullets. Turning towards me while clicking the bottom close, he closed his eyes for a moment before walking over to where I stood.

“This is what it takes right? To show you I fucking care? That this wasn’t all a lie? Well I hope it does enough justice for you.” He shook his head disapprovingly, before pulling back the hammer of the gun.

“Stop this Harry.” I mumbled, not wanting him to go further with it.

“NO. I WON’T FUCKING STOP IT.” He shouted, but paused to calm down. “If that means doing this, then I don’t care. I loved you, and regardless of what you think or believe…I will always love you.” He smiled slightly before pulling the gun up to his temple, his hand secured tightly onto the weapon he squeezed the trigger, and I ran to the gun pulling it towards me as it echoed through the room. My eyes squeezed shut, as his body fell to the floor. I was afraid to open my eyes, and see the sight I would see.

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