Get Me Back

**Sequel to Hanging On (A.K.A. read Hanging On first)** It's now six months after the eight month tour begins and Katie can't help but feel her relationship with Louis falling apart. When she discovers the secret he'd been trying to hide from her, she's devastated; how could she ever trust again, especially after the one who promised to never hurt her went against his word? As Katie tries to build herself back up, a new set of arms help pick her back up, showing her something she hasn't felt for a long time. Katie finds herself in a troubling situation, especially when the truth is ultimately revealed to her. Will she try and rebuild what she once had, or will she embrace the new future presenting itself to her?


13. Chapter Thirteen

    I stood in the doorway in shock, my mouth open. “Katie; don’t look so happy to see me,” Harry chuckled. “Is this your new place that you were talking about? It’s very…you,” Harry observed as he walked in past me, his head turning every so often to look at the interior. “I must say, I’m surprised you didn’t tell me about this, but I’ll let it slide this one time. Did you just get here? I can help you unpack your bags if you want me to.” He was babbling on, bending over to grab my suitcases. “After that, we should sit and just catch up, you know? We haven’t just sat and talked for a while and I think that would be really good for us. You know, I had this thought earlier-“

    “Harry stop!” I yelled, slamming the door shut. I turned around slowly, meeting his eyes with a harsh glare. “Just stop, alright? You don’t need to do this.” I walked towards him, taking my bags and carrying them back to my bedroom. I placed them at the foot of the bed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. “I know what you’re doing and I don’t appreciate it.”

    “What am I doing?” Harry asked quietly from the doorway.

    I turned to face him. “You’re ignoring the elephant in the room.”

    “But there’s no elephant in here,” Harry frowned, looking around.

    “You know damn well what I mean!” I yelled. “You can’t just act like the kiss never happened because it did. You’re trying to brush it off and pretend like everything is normal again. Nothing is normal in my life right now!”

    “You’re accusing me of ignoring it when you didn’t even bother to talk to me for three weeks, Katie. Three weeks that went on for an eternity; I was worried sick about you. I called you I don’t know how many times only to be shot down. I tried checking up on you, texting you; I tried everything I knew to try. If you want to point fingers at someone who’s ignoring it, it’s you.” Harry was standing straight now, walking towards me.

    “We don’t need to talk, I think the point has been made,” I whispered, turning back to my bags.

    “Yes it has.” I was spun around as my body collided with Harry’s, his lips pressed to mine. To my surprise, I didn’t push him away; I didn’t resist. My hands went to the back of his neck, pulling him closer as his fingers traveled up and down the base of my spine. He lifted me so I was sitting on his waist as he walked forward. I felt the bed beneath me as he pushed me further up. I pulled him up with me, our kiss never breaking. The warmth from Harry’s body went through me as his hands explored me. I tugged at his curls, suppressing a moan as he lifted my leg and hitched it around the base of his spine. Instinctively, I let the other one follow suit, pulling him impossibly close. We would pull apart for mere seconds to catch our breath. I felt his hands gently make their way up my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. His lips trailed down to my neck where he focused his attention. I found the hem of his shirt, tugging it off of him as we sat up, me straddling his lap. I let my hands run up and down Harry’s chest as he shivered against the touch of my cold fingers. I left his lips for the base of his neck, sucking gently. I felt him move against me as he pushed us down again, connecting our lips again. He removed the rest of my clothing as I worked on his.


    “I need a minute to recover before we continue, love,” Harry said against my lips. I smiled and pulled back, not moving from my position. Instead, I pressed my forehead against his shoulder, tracing his tattoos. “Katie.” I looked up at Harry, his eyes soft.

    “Don’t say anything, please.” I quieted him with a kiss he eagerly returned.

    “Hello, is anyone in there?” We froze, holding our breath as they knocked at the door. “I’m your neighbor; I saw someone moving in earlier. My name is Jace.”

    No way. No way it’s possible. It can’t be. “Katie, who is that?”

    “I think it’s my neighbor,” I answered dumbly.

    “I hope you don’t mind; I’m letting myself in.” The second the door creaked open, we sprang into action. I scrambled for my clothes, pulling them on as quickly as possible. I ran into the bathroom, fixing my hair quickly.

    I turned to Harry who was still dressing. “Stay in here, okay? I’ll get rid of him.” I ran out and closed the door behind me to find Jace emerging from the entryway. “Look what the cat dragged in,” I spat.

    “Katie? You’re the one who moved in here?” Jace had a look of surprise on his face. “Looks like we’re living closer now,” Jace chuckled.

    “How the hell did you even dream of affording an apartment in a place like this?” I retorted. “It’s downtown Manhattan.”

    “I have my ways, Katie,” Jace smiled. “By the way,” he continued, leaning into me. “Your shirt’s on backwards.”

    I gasped and looked down, my face flushing red. “Oh…has it really been like this all day?” I tried playing it off, turning back towards the living room.

    “I’m not stupid Katie. Who is he?” Jace’s voice was suddenly serious, threatening even.

    “I don’t think you have any right to know that,” I mumbled. “That’s personal and private information.”

    “It certainly is private,” Jace chuckled darkly. I stood up immediately.

    “I think you should go,” I said abruptly.

    “I think we’re just getting started,” Jace responded.

    “Katie, who’s our guest?” Harry walked out, fully clothed, and put his hand around my waist, pulling me close to him.

    “This is my new neighbor, Jace. Jace, this is Harry,” I introduced. “Jace is also my coworker at the café,” I added hurriedly.

    Harry tensed with interest. “Katie, why don’t you go fix your shirt and I’ll talk with Jace here,” he smirked. I blushed and started walking back to the room. “Oh and Katie?” I turned around, Harry catching me in a kiss. “Take your time,” he whispered so only I could hear. I pulled back and met his eyes, nodding in agreement; I knew what he was going to do.

    “Don’t be too gentle,” I muttered quietly, giving him a smile. I turned around and walked back to the room. I took my time putting my shirt back on properly and even spent a while in the bathroom, inspecting my hair and brushing my teeth. I fixed the blankets on the bed and even unpacked everything in my suitcases. Almost a half hour had passed and I was growing anxious. Giving up, I lay back onto the plush covers and closed my eyes, trying to relax while waiting for Harry. I was deep in thought, concentrating on my breathing when my phone vibrated in my pocket, making me yelp.

    I clutched my heart and dug it out, checking the name. I sighed in relief when Kara’s name appeared, only for me to grow worried again; what if she was mad? Of course she was mad; I left the house without warning! I hit the talk button and held the phone away from my ear to prevent myself from going deaf.

    “Katie, where the hell did you go?! I wake up and find some scribbled note saying you’ve gone off to find yourself your own place to live and that you’re sorry and I’m all alone! You better tell me what’s going on or so help me God I’ll burn down the whole island until I find you!”

    “Hey, Kara,” I answered meekly, shied away by her anger. “Look, you were right Kara; I needed that kick in the head. Yeah, what you said was pretty harsh but it was a complete wake up call for me. I needed to get up and do something for myself and get my life out of the hole I was digging myself into. So, I decided to get my own place and start pushing myself more. I found this great apartment in downtown Manhattan for an amazing deal; it’s already furbished and EVERYTHING. It has a great view near the Square and it’s my exact style; you’d love it, you know,” I added. “What I’m trying to say is ‘thank you’, Kara.”

    “I was mad at you Katie; I didn’t mean for you to move out so soon. But I guess if you felt obligated to do it then I can’t stop you,” Kara sighed. “I just don’t understand; what exactly is going on with you?”

    I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. “I honestly don’t know…do you have any idea how good a month long vacation in some distant isolated country sounds right now?” I chuckled. “I’ll sit down with you soon and we’ll just talk it all out,” I promised.

    “Good because I feel like there’s something that you need to tell me,” Kara giggled. I rolled my eyes and was about to respond when I heard a thump from the living room followed by a shout. I stood up immediately, my body freezing. “Katie what was that?” I couldn’t answer; I was paralyzed. “Katie answer me!”

    “I’ll call you in a minute,” I answered quietly, ending the call before she answered. I tucked my phone into my back pocket and crept towards the bedroom door, pulling it open quietly. My shoes were already off, making it easier to creep along the narrow hall. I leaned up against the wall, peering around the corner; nothing. My heart raced faster and my hands shook as I walked out towards the living room. I gasped when I saw him laying there, his body still and unmoving. I ran towards him, collapsing next to his head.

    “Harry, can you hear me?” I asked, taking his head in my hands. I looked around, trying to find Jace. “Harry answer me please,” I begged. I started crying out of pure fear; I didn’t know what to do. What had Jace done? Where was he now? I started pulling my phone out, ready to call for help.

    “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Katie.” I froze, feeling his hand take mine as he threw my phone onto the couch behind us. “Now, step away from him.” I slowly but reluctantly moved back from Harry, my eyes never leaving his face. Jace pulled me by my waist into the kitchen, pushing me into the counter.

    “What did you do to Harry?” I asked after amounting a great deal of courage.

    “Relax Katie; he’s just unconscious. It didn’t take much you know; for such a tough front he puts up for me he’s so easily taken down,” Jace chuckled.

    “Don’t say that about him,” I snapped. “What happened?”

    Jace shrugged. “He threatened me and I don’t take threats very well. I just gave him what he was asking for,” he answered simply. “What is he to you anyway?”

    I drew in a breath. “Like I said before; that’s none of your business.”

    “The hell it’s not!” Jace yelled, his hand against my throat. I tensed up, my body automatically remembering my past. “You are my business, Katie.”

    “Please don’t hurt me,” I begged. I felt myself going weak as my stomach flipped. “You don’t understand what you’re doing.”

    “I know exactly what I’m doing; it’s exactly what Toby did to you isn’t it?” I looked up at him in surprise. “I know everything that prick did to you, Katie. You think I wasn’t paying attention this whole time?”

    His hand left my throat as I backed into the counter, trying to put some kind of distance between us. “H-how…how do you know anything about Toby?” I almost wasn’t able to say his name. It hit me suddenly; Jace’s eyes, his hair, his behavior, the way he sang, how he was able to take my breath away just by looking at me… “Impossible,” I whispered.

    Jace snorted. “What; you think it isn’t possible that Toby had a brother?” He turned back to me, his hands in his pocket. “I’m Toby’s older brother, Katie.” I shook my head slowly, not able to grasp anything.

    “He never…he never said anything about having a brother,” I whispered.

    “That’s because he never wanted you to know about me,” Jace chuckled darkly. “You see, my baby brother and I? We’re very similar in what we want, what we hold interest in. For example, we both have a passion for music; we can sing and play a guitar like Johnny Cash himself. We both possess a charm that just seems to attract women to us no matter what we say or do. But most importantly, Katie, we hold a very keen interest in you.”

    I swallowed hard, knowing where this was going. I needed to do something and fast, but I didn’t know what. “You’re nothing like Toby ever was; he was twice the man that you are,” I spit. “He’d never hurt me.”

    “Bullshit he never hurt you!” I flinched at his sudden harsh tone. “I know what he did to you because I’m the one who told him to do it.” I looked up suddenly, not believing him. “He’d come to my place whenever you two would fight and I’d tell him what he needed to do to put you in your place. The only problem was that he was weaker than me; he kept falling for you again and again. He’d apologize for doing what he was entitled to do to you. I didn’t understand why at first, but after his death I started watching you very closely; that’s when I caught on to what he was attracted to. You see, I find every part of you to be very…interesting to me, Katie,” Jace murmured, reaching up to touch my cheek. I shied away violently, trying to distance myself from him.

    “You’re a monster,” I growled. “A sick, sadistic monster.”

    Jace just laughed. “Baby, would you expect anything less from me?” He turned on me suddenly, grabbing my throat. “I want you, Katie. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

    “Go to hell,” I choked out.

    “Only if you’re right there next to me,” he whispered, squeezing tighter. My vision started to tunnel and I felt my legs going weak. I felt my legs make impact with the hard wood floor as I completely blacked out.


    I felt myself thrashing, trying to break free from the hands restraining me. I screamed and kicked, trying to knock him away. His hand clamped over my mouth, dampening my screams. I lifted my shoulders from the ground, desperate to get away before he could hurt me again.

    My head was snapped to the right and my screams and thrashing ceased as I fell back exhausted. I was surprised to find I landed on a soft, plush surface. Plush… “Katie, open your eyes.”

    I opened them to find Harry holding me down, a bewildered look in his eyes. I felt myself shaking as he slowly released me, gently pulling me up to him. “Katie, are you awake?”

    “Awake?” I whispered hoarsely.

    “You came back here and you were fine. I checked on you after Jace left and you were perfectly fine and asleep. The next thing I know you’re back here screaming and thrashing around on the bed. I tried to wake you up for five minutes, love. What kind of a nightmare were you having?”

    “It was a dream,” I sighed in relief. “Harry, it was just a dream.” I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close, taking in his presence. “I was so scared,” I whispered.

    “You’re alright now,” Harry mumbled into my hair. He held me until I was calm again, slowly rocking me back and forth. “You want to eat something?” He asked after a while.

    “There’s no food here Harry,” I reminded him.

    “Then let’s go out,” he suggested. I pulled back to look at him.

    “You honestly think that’s a good idea?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

    Harry chuckled. “You’re certainly back to your old self.” I rolled my eyes and stood up, leading him out of the bedroom. I looked out the window to see the sun was setting.

    “Did anyone try and call me?” I asked suddenly.

    “They might have…your phone is in your pocket; why don’t you check?” Harry asked from the kitchen. “You know, you really ought to go shopping for some, you know, regular household items? Like silverware and bowls and cups…and food.”

    “Yeah, I’ll go do that right now,” I answered sarcastically. I pulled my phone out and checked my missed calls. None from Kara, but instead from Louis. I peered into the kitchen at Harry who was attempting to get a drink of water from the sink. I took this opportunity to step out to the hallway, calling him back.

    “Hello?” I sucked in a breath at the sound of his weak voice.

    “Louis, are you alright?” I grew worried; he’d sounded fine earlier today.

    “No I’m fine, don’t  worry.”

    “Louis, I know when you’re lying. Please don’t push me out like this.”

    There was a pause before he answered again. “Katie I need to see you and I need to see you now. I can’t stand this anymore; I need you,” Louis begged. “I’m a wreck without you. I can’t even act like I’m fine when I’m on stage anymore. Ever since Harry told me about you two I just snapped-“

    “Woah, what do you mean, ‘ever since Harry told me about you two?’ Louis?”

    “He told me you two kissed and that he had feelings for you. I figured you deserved a chance with someone who’d actually respect you and stay with you no matter what.” Louis’s voice was very forward, truthful.

    It was my turn to be quiet. “You know about Harry and I?” I asked hesitantly.

    “I’m not surprised it happened, Katie; you two have been close for a while now. I’ll say I’m mad he decided to move so fast right after we ended things, but I knew you’d have a better chance with him.”

    “But you just said that-“

    “I meant every word of it. I tried to be okay with you two but I can’t stand to know he’s the one making you happy, Katie. I can’t take it. I need you Katie; I made a promise to fight for you, remember? I said I’d fight for you no matter what it takes to get you back. Even if you gave that ring back to me, I’m still keeping that promise.”

    “Louis,” I whispered. I didn’t know what to say. Rather, I couldn’t say anything. “I need to go now.”

    “Katie I didn’t mean to upset you,” Louis began.

    “No it’s not you…I need to pull myself together. I need…time. Please, don’t try and contact me for a while. I’ll get in touch with you when I’m ready. I just need to be alone. Bye Louis.”

    I ended the call and stepped back into the apartment slowly. I found Harry standing at the entryway, a sad smile on his face. “You still love him, don’t you Katie?”

    I felt myself start to cry. “Please Harry, don’t me mad at me,” I whispered.

    “I’m not mad; I’m just upset that I can’t be the same man for you. I really truly do love you, Katie. That you can be sure of. Take all the time you need to think, okay?” Harry smiled, kissing my forehead. He lingered there for a moment. “I’m going to miss you, Katie.”

    He started walking away and I felt myself become sad again; loneliness was setting in. “Harry,” I called, turning towards the door. “Please stay another night.”

    Harry smiled sweetly at me from the door. “Promise you’ll call me when you’re ready?” He shut the door behind him, leaving me alone in the apartment.

    “I promise,” I whispered, feeling a tear escape my eye.

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