Love on the Run

Kendall was just a normal teenager going to a concert with her best friend. But when danger strikes and an unknown criminal arrives and starts shooting up the area, Kendall finds herself completely alone. Luckily, two brave boys are there to help her out, Zayn Malik and Harry Styles from One Direction. Kendall wasn't much of a fan, but the trio starts to bond while running from a killer. When both band members start to develop feelings for her along the way, Kendall finds herself trying to make the hardest decision of her life.


16. Big Mistake

Telling the story of my recent experience was no walk in the park... but I did it. I told the whole thing. I wasn't exactly able to look at everyone's faces while I did so... but I knew that they were all listening intensively. 

I stared at the floor through most of it. When I got to the part of the story where McAllister took me away, Harry got up from the couch and sat down right beside me. He took my hand in his and watched me with such compassion. 

When my story was over, I looked up to find Eleanor and all the boys' faces filled with sadness. I really didn't mean to upset them...

There was a short moment of silence. 

Harry leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. 

"I'm so proud of you, babe." 

That was all he needed to say for me to feel instantly better. I gave Harry a look of gratefulness and leaned into him. I put my head on his shoulder and just closed my eyes for a second. 

When i reopened them and lifted my head back up, I could see that nobody had even moved. 

"Are you guys okay?" I finally asked.

Eleanor stood up and walked over to me. She put her hand on my shoulder.

"I am so sorry Kendall." 

I nodded at her, and watched as Liam, Niall, Louis, and Zayn all took turns to bend down and give me a hug. 

"I'll be okay," I assured them all. "To be honest, I'm almost glad that it happened. I definitely wish that it had happened differently... but it made me stronger. An it brought me to all of you." 

Harry leaned in to kiss my cheek one last time. I could feel Zayn flinch at this.

The sad mood was soon broken by Eleanor. She walked over to Louis and whispered to him, but it was loud enough for the rest of us to hear. 

"I've gotta get back to my apartment... but I'll call you in the morning." 

I watched as she kissed Louis on the cheek and walked over to me. 

"Don't let these boys keep you up tonight, okay? Get some rest. Maybe tomorrow we can all go out for some real fun." She gave me a little laugh and patted me on the shoulder one last time before grabbing her purse and walking out the door.

"Louis," I started. "Eleanor is really something."

Louis sighed and smiled. 

"Yeah, she is." 

When he said this, he gave me a look that was a little less than happy... 

Then I remembered. I remembered Zayn... the kiss... Louis... everything. I just stared at Louis for a couple seconds to see what he would do, but he broke the stare and turned to go to his room. 

"Good night everyone," he called behind him. 

"Good night Lou!" Harry responded right away. 

"Yeah that's not a bad idea," I said to Harry. "It's late and I'm getting really tired." 

"Of course, babe. Follow me to your suite." He extended his arm out formally, gesturing for me to lock my arm with his. I giggled at him but took it gladly. 

We walked like this for a couple steps, then Harry stopped in front of a door.

"Ladies first," he said, opening the door up wide. 

I walked in and noticed that it looked a lot like Zayns' room had, just differently decorated.

"Is this mine?" I asked Harry.

"Ours," he replied seductively. 

I turned to give him a confused look, but before I could, he walked over to me and swept me off my feet. He was holding me bridal style. 

Between my uncontrollable laughs, I tried to ask him what in the world he was doing. 

He didn't respond to me, he just carried me over to the big bed and plopped me right down on the pillow. Once I was laying there just watching his bouncy curls, he moved over to the wardrobe and pulled out an oversized t-shirt.

"What's that?" I asked him, still giggling.

"This," he started. "Is your pajamas."

He walked back over to me and took hold of my jeans at my waist. I flinched at first at where he put his hands, but when I realized he was just trying to change my clothes, I let him continue. 

He pulled off my jeans, and I sat up so he could get off my shirt. He did this casually but I could tell that he was looking at my body, so I took the initiative to take the t-shirt out of his hands and put it on myself.

"Sorry, I..." he stuttered. 

I giggled and punched him in the stone hard abs. 

"It's okay, big boy." 

Harry smiled and got into the bed with me. I was a little surprised that he didn't try to make a real move on me... but since this was our first night together, I'm sure he didn't wanna overdo it. 

Well, technically it was our second night together... if you count the one in the forest.

Harry helped me get situated underneath the covers, and he did the same. He clicked the switch on the lamp and the room quickly became pitch black. 

I felt around for Harry in the bed, and scooted next to him. I felt him put his arms around me. 

"Good night, Kendall." 

When he said this, something hit me really hard. I immediately thought of Zayn. I couldn't believe that I could hurt Harry like that. I felt so guilty... I wanted to just come right out and tell him about the kiss but I knew that he would be so hurt. But there was no way that I was going to be able to fall asleep like this. 

I need to fix this. 

"Harry?" I said quietly. 

"Mm?" he replied sleepily. But it sounded more like a grunt so I figured that he was already almost asleep. 

"I uh... I need to get some water." I lied.

"I can get it for you..." he started but I cut him off.

"No, no. It's alright, I'll enjoy the walk." 

With that, I left Harry's arms and felt my way over to the door. I ran into things on my way there but I found my way to the hallway. I needed to talk to Zayn... right now.

I walked to the living room to find Liam and Zayn on the couch watching a movie. 

I really needed to get Zayn alone... but I didn't know how to tell Liam to leave. So I just smiled at both of them and walked in.


Zayn's face lit up when he saw me. It made me really sad actually. But it also made me want to just crawl over to him and fall asleep in his arms. 

"What are you doing up?" Liam asked me. 

"I uh... just needed some water." I lied again.

"Oh, well you can just get some from the kitchen," Liam said, pointing to the kitchen door. 

"Thanks." I smiled.

I walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water. I actually did need it. I dilly dallied in there, and tried to think fast of a way to get Zayn alone right now.

My prayers were quickly answered as the kitchen door swung open and Zayn walked in. 

"Kendall, we've gotta talk." 

I put my glass down in the sink and walked over to him. 

"Shh, don't let Liam hear you." I replied. Zayn then started talking in a whisper.

"I know you feel bad about the kiss, and I do too. But now that Louis knows that we have feelings for each other, this is no longer just OUR secret." 

"So what are we supposed to do, then?" I asked him. "I just lied to Harry and left his sweet self in that big lonely bed of his to come out here and tell you that I can't do this." 

Obviously this hurt Zayn a little bit because he stepped back.

"You can't do what, Kendall?" 

I sighed and moved closer to him. I took his hands in mine and stared into his eyes. 

"I like you, Zayn. I really do. But I can't lie to Harry, or anyone else." 

Zayn looked at me hard. "Who said anything about lying?" 

I raised my eyebrows at him and waited for him to explain. 

"We can tell Harry the truth. We can be together, Kendall." 

He shook my hands as he said this. To be totally honest... if it were up to me, I would have leaned in and kissed him right then. I wanted nothing more than to be with him AND Harry. But I couldn't do that.

So instead of kissing him... 

"I can't." 

I let go of his grasp and walked out the kitchen door. 

I didn't even acknowledge Liam as I walked past the living room and back to Harry's bedroom. I immediately heard his loud snoring. I climbed right back into bed beside him and laid on my back.

Staring at the ceiling, I tried to process the conversation I just had with Zayn. 

I left this bed twenty minutes ago in an attempt to fix this. I had probably only made it worse. Now I've probably crushed Zayn and I was able to crush myself in the making. 

I still didn't know what I was going to do. But something Eleanor had said earlier that day had stuck in my head.

She said... "Maybe tomorrow we will all go out for some real fun." 

As I let myself fall asleep, I thought of tomorrow. I could use a night out... tight dress and heels... drinking... dancing... 

I could use a little fun.


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