Mandolin Rain

Elliot's POV

I tried to call Harry a million times all day today. Of course he wasn't answering the phone. I didn't mean I wanted us to take a break. I was trying to tell him I wanted a break from us and the media. I wanted to get away with just him. Somewhere where it was only him and I. We could go anywhere and do anything we wanted.

But of course Harry let his emotions take over him and jumped to conclusions thinking I was breaking up with him. Probably the last thing I would do. Every time I tried to call him it went straight to his voicemail. I couldn't let it get to me, I had enough on my plate, I had to work all day too. It was morning when Harry called me, meaning it was like dinner time in Japan for him.

I text him over and over again trying to tell him what I was trying to explain before he rudely hung up on me but I got nothing. I left him countless messages and still nothing. It was like two AM in Japan but still nothing from Harry. I would have called the other guys but it was too late and even if they went out, I didn't want to mess up their fun. I know Harry and I would work it out, we always work it out.

I climbed into my Jeep, it got fixed this morning so Polly drove me to the shop to get it. I was still at Harry's house, I know he didn't mean what he said and when we figured it out it would all be fine.

I loved driving Harry's Rover but my Jeep suited me. It was mine. It had been a few days since my “evil twin” had stopped by the studio to threaten me, I was still freaking out inside. We worked quickly and set up cameras in the studio just in case she came back they would have a clear picture of her. She was smart I'll give that to her.

Taking a deep breath I fired the jeep up and pulled out of my parking spot working my way through city traffic to get onto the Freeway. God I needed to get out of the city.

Merging onto the freeway I see something that catches my eye. In my right mind I know it was probably nothing but because I was always on edge I looked to see her. It was that girl again. I blinked rapidly to clear my head just in case and looked in my review mirror, I was sure it was that girl.

She was a few cars back so I sped up a little bit and changed lanes, constantly looking back and noticing that she too was changing lanes. I kept an eye on the road and let my right arm dig for my phone in my purse. It's illegal to talk on your phone and drive so I thankfully I had my phone synced up to my car blutooth. I found my phone and watched her, trying to calm down to make sure that I was making the right decision before I called the police.

When she floored her car and suddenly appeared right behind me I knew I needed to call. I unlocked my phone and dialed 911.

“911, what's your emergency?” A female answered.

“I have someone following me, I think she's the one that's been stalking me.” I try to be calm but my eyes are darting back and forth from her behind me and me driving on the freeway.

“Where are you right now?” The lady asks me.

I squeeze my eyes thinking. “I'm headed north on the 405 by Lennox.” I remember seeing the sign for West Century Boulevard so I know I'm close to Lennox.

“Okay, stay calm and keep heading to your destination. I'll have police come up on you, closest one is en route eta five minutes. My name is Lucy. What's your name?” She asks.

“Elliot. My name is Elliot. I have an open case against this lady with Detective Bruce. He should have all the information.” I tell them switching lanes and realizing she's doing it too. “She's getting really close to me.” Panic is starting to set in.

“Okay, remain calm Elliot. Police are on their way.” I try to speed up but I have to slam on my breaks when I get cut off by the person in the next lane. Right when I look back I feel a bump and my car lurches forward.

“She just hit me!” I yell into the phone. “She hit the back of my jeep!”

“Elliot, I need you to remain calm, keep driving, try to get away from her carefully.” I take a deep breath trying to keep calm but she's driving a pick-up, my Jeep has nothing against a pick-up. “Describe her car and yours to me so we know where you are.”

“I'm driving a blue jeep wrangler with the top on, she has-” I strain my neck in the rear view mirror, “It's a gray or tan Dodge pick-up. That's all I can see.”

“Okay, doing good Elliot. Can you get her license plate number?”

“I can't, she's-she's too close, I'm boxed in on both sides and in the front I can't get far enough away to see.” I'm so nervous, I feel that fidgeting in my stomach, every nerve I have is on edge.

“Okay. Police are two minutes away Elliot. It's almost over, just hold on. Take a deep breath.”

“I'm passing Inglewood. The West Manchester Boulevard.” I'm desperately trying to catch my breath but it's not working. Tears are flowing down my face as the realization of the situation is hitting me. Finally I see an option and get over in the next lane and speed up. I look at my mirror and panic when I don't see her behind me.

“Elliot, they're almost there you might be able to hear sirens.” She calmly tells me through the speakers.

I look to my left and she's there. Her truck is right next to my jeep. She slowly turns her head and I feel like everything is in slow motion. She grits her teeth and I see her sharply turn the wheel and slamming into my jeep jolting me as my neck snaps around.

“Elliot?! Are you there?” I hear Lucy yell.

“She's hitting my jeep!” I yell as she slams into me again, shattering the window throwing glass in my face and all over my body.

“Drive through it, get past her!” I hear the sirens in the background as she slams into my jeep one last time so hard I let go of the wheel and try to hit the breaks making me turn sideways and then everything is black.

Notes

Sorry I left ya'll with a cliff hanger yesterday...I don't think this is any better though... :)

Don't hate me!

If you read my Liam story...sometimes things just don't work out. Not saying that's what will happen here but you never know....

Thoughts and predictions that will happen next??

Happy Friday!!!

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