He walked past me and my friends gasped as he stopped and winked. He continued walking. I have no idea who he is, but I have to admit he is really hot. His curly brown hair, emerald green eyes, those dimples. Wow. I watched as he disappeared into the dark alley. My friends looked at me with open jaws.
"Close them, before you let a fly in," I joked. They looked at me. "What?"
"Don't you know who that is?!" Emmie yelled.
"That's Harry. Harry Styles,"
"I heard he treats girls like toys and if you don't do what he says, he'll beat you," Emmie told me.
"He's abusive," Lauren told me.
"I bet that isn't true,"
"Al, you better be careful," Lauren said.


12. 11

Al's P.O.V. 


Harry had fallen asleep, so I decided to go tot he kitchen to get something to drink. I looked at the time. 1:42. I grabbed a diet coke from the fridge and opened the can, setting it on the counter after taking a sip. I felt arms snake around my waist, and I jumped, forgetting Harry was here. 

"What are you doing?" he whispered in my ear. 

"Getting a drink," I told him. "You want anything?"

"Nah, I'm good,"



"Why are you acting like this?"

"Like what?"

"Yesterday you slapped me, then you were this happy cheerful guy,"

"I didn't slap you,"

"Harry, yes you did,"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I have never slapped you. That's wrong,"

"I know it is, but you did,"

"Allyson, are you sure you didn't dream or anything?"

"I'm positive,"

"Okay," Harry laughed.

"Harry, I'm being serious,"

"You're crazy, Allyson,"

"Al," I corrected. 

"Nope," he said leaving the room. Is he being serious?





"He acted like nothing happened between us,"

"But he did slap you?" Josie asked. 


"Then why are you with him?"

"I don't know,"

"If you won't break up with him, then we'll just have to do it for you," Lauren said raising her eyebrows. 

"Please don't,"

"Why not?" Lauren asked. She looked at me as if I'd gone crazy. 

"I like him," I admitted.

"That's crazy talk, Al,"

"No it isn't. I've gotten to know him this past week, and he's only hit me twice,"

"Al, you need to end things with him,"

"Lauren's right, Al. Break up with him," Emmie said. 

"I don't want to. Why can't you guys accept the fact that I like him?" I said getting angry. 

"Because he's dangerous!"

"He is not dangerous!"

"Admit it, Al, you're scared,"

"No I'm not!"

"You're scared to break up with him. You think he'll hurt you or come after you or something,"

"No! That isn't true!"

"Sure, whatever you say Al," I stood up and gathered my things. "Where are you going?" Emmie asked. 

"To Harry's,"

"Be careful, Al,"

"I'm perfectly fine,"


"The only reason I'm going over there is because it's far away from you three," I spat. I walked away in the direction of Harry's. I'm not scared of him. 

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