I Understand. An AU/punk story.

I woke that morning with a strange feeling of comfort and well rest. I haven't felt like tat in a while. Running my hand through my hair I glance over and see Harry sprawled out next to me, his fingers searching for me in the bed. His face looks so calm and relaxed while he sleeps.

Snap out of it, Lily. Don't get sucked back in.

I honestly don't know what is to come from this.


I loved him.. I know he loved me.. but there was so much to get over still. And me hiding behind Lou for the past month didn't help. I ran away from the pain and sadness. And its now going to have to catch up with me.

Rolling my eyes at the dramatics of it all, I crawl from his bed, pulling on my outfit from last night. It still wasn't safe to be going out alone with Jake's gang still after me, butI was not going to spend the day in his cloths and in his apartment.

I didn't want to lead him on. I don't know if this will work out.

As quietly as I can I sneak from his flat, checking my hands that were still swollen and bruised from fighting Carissa last night. I smirk at the memory.

Serves that fucking bitch right.

I really want to see her face. See the damage I did.

That reminds me...

I forgot about Martin, I should probably call him.. I just left with Harry last night after that huge fight.

As I walk to my place I pull my cell from the pocket of my shorts and dial his number.

"Hello?" He picks up on the first ring, i'm not sure why considering it was pretty early.

"Hey, it;s me. Do you have a minute?"

"For you? Of course. What's up, Lil?"

"I just wanted to say sorry, last night was crazy..." My fucking knuckles hurt form holding the cellphone. I switch hands as I cross the street.

"Yeah it was.. but it's alright. I know how you were feeling. It was a dick move for him to bring her." Martin chuckles.

"wait, what? He didn't invite Carissa..." He told me he didn't....

"Well.. I don't know, that's what she told me after you two left." he mumbles, confusion in his tone.

My heart plummets.

He wouldn't of done that to me. There is not way.

"Oh.." I breathe, putting my palm on my chest to calm my beating heart.

"Hey I have to get going, but text me okay?"

After our goodbyes I press off; just now arriving at my apartment.

If he had honestly known about her coming I don't know what I will do. I really don't... I didn't think it was possible for him to cause anymore damage to me, yet here he is. Causing problems for me!! I enter my unlocked apartment.

Harry's POV

Waking up I feel fucking chilled. Looking around I realize it's because she's not my bed. Fucking, Lilian! I yell to her but no response.

She better not have left. ..

Checking the apartment I find her clothes and shoes gone.

FUUCCK! Why could she just not listen to me!! It was not safe for her to off alone yet!

I take my cellphone and am about to call her until I get a text.

Blocked Number: You have ten minutes.

An attachment is applied while it's downloading a strange feeling creeps in to my stomach. Who the fuck is this? I bet it's just one of the guys being dicks. I open the photo and pull it up

Fuck...

It's a picture of Lilian walking down the street, her party clothes on her, I can see her cellphone next to her ear, her pink hair a mess form sleep. another text rolls in

Blocked Number: Better Hurry.

God, please no....

Olivia's POV


Sighing a sad sigh I hear my phone vibrate. Looking down.

Incoming Call: Harry:/

Rolling my eyes I toss it on my bed as I head to my shower, paying no attention to the fact the girls were not home. I strip my clothes off and hear my phone vibrate again.

Incoming Call: Harry:/

There was no point in answering. I know he is just going to yell at me for leaving. My feet pad the bathroom floor as I turn on my shower and stand in front of my mirror, playing with my pink hair as the water warms up.

Harry's POV

I nearly fucking lose it.

With in two seconds i'm in my car and speeding towards her house; calling Zayn, Niall and Liam to get to Lily's immediatley.

Please do not be too late.

Please let her be ok.

Another text rolls in.

Blocker Number: Two Minutes. Thirty Seconds.

I don't waste time on pushing my foot to the floor, downloading the attatchment, it comes and reveals a picture of Lilian standing in her room, glaring at her phone.

Fury.

Fear.

Sickness.

I let out a scream and punch my steering wheel, looking up form my cellphone just in time to see the car pulling out in front of me.


Lilian's POV

I go in to the water and once I am completely wet and am about to start soaping I hear a loud crash.

What the fuck??

"Harry you son of a bitch you better not be in my house!" I shriek through the closed bathroom door. He was crazy.

No reply.

Okkaay..

Something is not right..

"Harry?!" I yell again...

No answer..

"Rae...?" My voice gets quieter and my skin crawls.

Something is not right.

CRASH!

Harry's POV

I swerve just in time to miss the other car, not noting my stop sign.

With my crazy swerve I fly up on the curve and don't miss the undeniable pop of on of my tires.

Fuck.

Good god.

Please no.

Notes

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