Obsessed *Editing*

She got away, but she wasn't safe. He would come back for her. No one ever got away from him


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*Kate’s POV*

                The questions the officer was asking me kept playing through my mind. I tried to think as hard as I could to see if I could remember anything significant. Michael looked over at me from the passenger side.

                “Don’t think too hard, you’ll overthink then start to worry.”

                “I can’t help it. I feel like I help with nothing back at the police station. I feel like I didn’t answer those questions well enough.”

                “Babe, you answered them as best you could, don’t worry I’m sure you’ve helped more than anyone lately. Don’t be so hard on yourself, the big thing we have to worry about is finding Harry and Brigh.”

                “You’re right.” I lay my head against the seat and sigh.

                I know he told me not to overthink or worry, but it’s a natural thing for me. The more I’ve been thinking lately the more pissed off I’ve become. I mean how could they just leave me here while they run off to safety. I’m just as much in danger as they were. Hell, for all I know the fucking psychopath is going to use me to get to them, and when that happens they’re going to be nice and safe wherever the hell they are.

                “Okay now you look pissed, what’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

                “No I just realize how shitty it was of Brigh and Harry to leave me here in danger.”

                “Maybe we should just run off together.”

                “No, what if they come back?”

                “You just said it yourself they left you here while they ran off, you’re right it was a shitty thing to do.”

                “Yeah, but that’s the problem I care to much about people who probably don’t care about me.”

                “One day, maybe we can run off together.”

                “Maybe, when all of this is over.” I said quietly.

                I just want this all to be over.

                *Brigh’s POV*

                Thoughts have been racing through my mind as usual and I feel like I’m about to have a mental breakdown.

                “Harry.” I said starting to pace the living room.

                “Whoa babe what’s wrong?”

                “I want to go back.”

                “What do you mean back?”

                “Home, England. I don’t care if it’s dangerous I just want familiarity. I want Kate, I want my damn cat, hell I even want Michael. I want my friends and my family back. I have you and that should be enough, but I can only handle seeing one person for so long. I have no social life anymore, I have no friends. I haven’t seen Kate in forever. We fucking just left her there, practically to die. She’s in danger and it’s like we didn’t even care.”

                “Brigh you need to calm down.”

                “Don’t tell me to calm down. I want to go back. Now.”

                “You know as soon as we land that I’m going to be arrested, then I won’t be there to protect you.”

                “Stop with this protection bullshit. I don’t need protection I’m a twenty year old. I’m an adult I can take care of myself. I don’t need you.” As soon as those last words came out of my mouth I wanted to jump off a cliff.

                “Well why the hell am I here if you don’t need me. I’ve gone out of my way. I fucking left my home country just to protect you. I’ve done everything I can just to keep you safe. You know why I did that? I did it because I fucking loved you.”


                “Well yeah, why should I continue loving someone who doesn’t give a shit that I left my life too? You’re not the only missing home. I had friends to. You know what? Leave, see if I give a shit. I don’t want to continue protecting someone who doesn’t even want it.”

                “Harry, that’s not what I meant.”

                “Then what the hell did you mean?”

                “Of course I need you. I meant to say I didn’t need you’re protection. I still need you in my life. You’re the only thing that’s kept me positive throughout all of this. I don’t know what I’d do without you. It’s just, when you go on about my protection, I feel like a helpless little child.”

                He let out a sigh and ran his hand through his hair.

                “You know I didn’t mean to say loved. It would never be that easy to stop loving you. And I’m sorry for saying I don’t give a shit about you, that’s one of the biggest lies I’ve ever told. It would tear me apart if you left without me. And as much as you hate it, I’m always going to want to protect you.”

                “I know, but I just really want to go home.”

                “Is that what you really want?”

                “It is.”

                “Then let’s pack.”

                I smiled and ran off to the bedroom. I through my suitcase on top of the bed and started packing everything I needed. I don’t care if going home is life threatening. If I’m going to die I might as well be at home. That sounds like a terrible thought, but it’s true. I want to be with my fat cat and friends and family.

                Harry walked in after me and started packing. He didn’t seem as enthusiastic as me, but I knew he was somewhat happy to not be trapped in this cabin anymore.

                “I’ve got to go online and get us the tickets, so we might not be able to leave until tomorrow night.”

                “That’s fine as long as we’re going home.”

                I looked at the clock to see that it was already midnight and crawled into bed. I found it hard to sleep as the thoughts of home floated in my head.



                Home. A place I’ve been dying to see. As soon as I stepped of the plane, I wanted to bolt out to the car we left there. I want to go home, to see Kate, Michael, John, and Edna. Instead of police swarming Harry and dragging him to jail, people bumped into us as if we were invisible.

                I ran out to the car we had left there when we went to America. Harry pressed the button on the keys to open it, since he was a bit further away than I was. I opened the door and sat in the passenger side. The car smelled the same as I remembered it.

                The ride to John and Edna’s was full of anticipation and excitement. I haven’t seen everyone in so long. We pulled up to the house, and instead of jumping out I sat.

                “Is something wrong?” Harry asked.

                “I’m nervous.”

                “Why?” He chuckled.

                “I haven’t seen them in so long.”

                “Come on you’ll be fine.”

                Now I jumped out of the car and ran up to the door. I knocked and held my breath.

                Kate was the one to open the door. She looked like she’s seen a ghost. I held open my arms for a hug, but I was greeted by a stinging on my cheek. I can’t say I blame her for slapping me. I held my cheek and looked behind her to see Michael standing there. He had red hair now, when I left it was green.

                “Are you going to slap me too?” I asked jokingly.

                “I should.” He said, his voice laced with venom.

                His words were enough to feel like a slap to the face.

                “You left Kate here in danger and you expect everything to be fine. You need to leave, you’re not welcome here.” He said stepping closer to me.

                Harry was still out in the car, so I was left alone to reason with them.

                “Michael you don’t mean that. I did what I was forced to do. Harry made me leave, I had no choice. I wouldn’t have taken Kate, if he didn’t want to leave so quickly. I’m so sorry.” I said started to cry.

                “Save your tears for someone who cares.” Michael said pushing me out the door.

                I fell to my knees in front of the door. I put my hand over my mouth to silence the sobs. Harry saw me on the ground and ran up to the porch.

                “Brigh what’s wrong is everyone okay?”

                “They hate me.” I said dropping my hand and staring blankly at the door in front of me.

                Harry lifted me up and carried me down to the car. He put me in the seat and drove off.

                “Do you still have the keys to your flat?”

                I nodded, not caring to use my words. I came back to the one place I needed and I’m not even wanted here. They don’t even care.


                We got to my apartment and I wanted to smile, but nothing happened. I wanted to be happy but I couldn’t.

                “I’ll be right back.” I said walking into my bedroom.

                I pulled out my phone and went through my recent calls. I found the number I knew was Zayn’s and hit call. It rang a few times before he picked up.

                “Well isn’t this a surprise.” He said and I could almost hear the grin on his face.

                “I’m home.”

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Omg i almost forgot to update. Heres day five of the daily updates. Two more daily updates until weekly updates. What do you think about daily updates. Leave some comments on what you think of the story so far. This sucks. Lol I had no idea what to write at the end. Sorry that it seemed a bit rushed there at the end.  -Tessa

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