Always *Sequel to Sexual Education*

"What do you mean?" I ask Harry as he frantically wipes at the tears streaming down his face. "Harry?!" I can't help the raised tone in my voice.

"I have to leave, London." The words leave his lips in slow motion and immediately I'm shaking my head.

"No-No! You can't.. You can't leave again, Harry, No!" My own tears form and he grabs a hold of my face in his hands and forces me to look him in the eyes, those beautiful teary eyes, but nevertheless my eyes shut as he speaks to me.

'I'll be back for you." I listen, but don't interrupt, "It's you and me, baby. Always." He says and when I open my eyes again, he's gone.


7. Chapter Five *Full*

Chapter Four




“Hey Willow, London.” Harry turns to give me a smirk, but all I do is throw him a dirty look in return. How dare he? How dare he just speak to me as if nothing happened? As if we did not lock lips a mere three days ago.


“London said that you weren’t getting back from visiting Lux in Florida until Friday?” Willow says and goes to hug him. Harry sends me a confused look and I show him a pleading look. Begging him to just go with it and praying that this does not all blow up in my face.


“Yeah, I cancelled the trip. There were some flight delays so I decided to crash with my buddy Fin over here.” Harry says and pats him on the back. “Ain’t that right, Fin?” He gives Fin the same look which I gave him and he luckily catches on… Sort of.


“Huh? Oh yeah, sure. London why didn’t you call me back last night?” He removes his gaze from Harry and brings it right on over to me.


“I was a bit busy with some homework. I feel terrible, bab- Fin.” Willow shoots me a puzzled look and right then a cab luckily stops next to us and I pull On Willow’s arm. “Well great seeing you guys! I’ll ring you later babe.” I say and pull Willow into the taxi with me, but not before hearing both the guys reply with an “Okay.”


“Alright,” Willow says when we finally walk into my dorm room 20 minutes later. The car ride was spent silent and awkward with a perverted old cab driver giving us weird and suggestive looks every so often. “You want to explain to me what the hell just happened- Niall?!” She stops mid-sentence and we both turn with widened eyes to see a stressed Niall standing next to my bed.


“Niall? What on earth are you doing here?” I ask and go over to hug him. He hugs me back tightly and when we pull out of the hug I notice him looking sadly at Willow. I look between the two and instantly know something is up. Didn’t Willow say that he is too busy with classes to come to visit with her?


“What is up with this letter, Willow?” Niall asks slightly frustrated and pulls out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket to hold it out in front him. Willow sighs and rubs her temples.


“Could we please not do this now?” She pleads and Niall huffs and throws the note to the floor.


“Then when? Huh? Because in that God damned letter you sound pretty adamant about never going back to England!” He shouts.


“Niall! Please, stop it.” She begs and he shakes his head in disbelief.


“You actually expect me to believe this… this bullshit about you leaving me to be with another man?” He raises his voice and my eyes widen. What?


“Willow,” I interject. “What’s going on, babe?” I ask. She shakes her head and looks down at the ground. She mumbles something under her breath and Niall and I look to each other in confusion.


“Speak up, Willow.” Niall impatiently demands.


“I’m pregnant! Okay! I’m pregnant.” She whispers the last part and my jaw literally drops, but before Niall or I can respond, Willow rushes out of the dorm and slamming the door behind her.




 “Why would she just run off like that? God I hope she’s okay.” Niall rumbles and I take a left turn down the street. “It’s getting dark. Where could she be?” Niall wonders and looks up and down the street. We’ve been looking for Willow for nearly an hour and a half and I’d be telling a pretty big lie if I said that I’m not starting to get worried too. If she’s pregnant this is especially dangerous to be trailing the streets of New York alone.


Just as I take another left, my cell phone rings and I immediately pull over to the curb and answer the call in hopes that it could be Willow phoning me to come pick her up from some beat down coffee shop.


“Willow?” I answer frantically and when the person on the other end answers, I get a very, very bad feeling in my stomach.


“Guess again sweetheart.” Stone.


“What do you want, Stone.” I ask annoyed and Niall gives me a look of both terror and worry. He signals for me to put it on speaker and I comply and hold out the phone between us.


“I’m assuming you’re looking for your dear friend?” He asks in a condescending tone.


“I swear to God if you lay one finger on her, I will-“

“Oh, stop with the tough guy act. I’m not looking to hurt anyone. Meet me at the park west of Winiston at 1am.” And with that he hangs up.


In my heart I immediately know what to do so I turn my car around and start heading towards Fin’s apartment. We need Harry.




“So what exactly did Stone say?” Harry asks slowly. Niall and I are now sitting in Fin’s small living room and to my luck he is out at the moment. I called Harry on the way here and he told us that he is more than willing to help us end this battle with Stone once and for all and I of course am ecstatic that he will help us.


“All he said was that he has Willow and to meet him at the park west of Winiston at 1am.” I tell. He sighs and looks down at his watch and rubs his forehead. “That’s more or less 5 hours.” I say. He nods and gets up, grabbing his coat and heading for the door.


“Woah! Wait,” Niall stops him and gets up from his spot next to me on the couch. “Where are you going? I thought you were going to help us get to Willow.”


“Chill, Horan. That’s what I’m doing. You guys go to London’s dorm and wait there. Stone wants me and I’m going to finish this.” He doesn’t say another word before storming out and leaving Niall and me alone in my boyfriend’s apartment.


“You’ve got a lot of explaining to do,” I say and look at Niall with a raised eyebrow.


“Same to you.” He replies and starts me leading me out of the door.






“Stone!” I knock on Stone’s door and look at my watch. 10pm. If that fucking subway train fixed the delays quicker I could have been here nearly an hour ago. I knock again and right as my fist is about to hit the metal door again, it flies open to reveal a smirking Stone looking very pleased with himself to be seeing me o the other side of the door.


“Ah, Harry. Been expecting you, mate.” He says and opens the door to let me in. “Granted,” He closes the door behind me. “I did in fact think you would have been here earlier.”


“Cut the crap, Stone. Where is Willow?” I ask and then turn around when a voice calls my name.


“Harry! Oh thank God.” She wraps her arms around me and I hold her tightly to me.


“Isn’t that beautiful? Friendship is a lovely thing won’t you say?” He pulls us from the hug and I glare at him. “You know I thought that is what you and I had, Harry. But you clearly ended that when you ran from me.” He says.


“I didn’t run from you. Our contract ended. I don’t work for you anymore!” I tell him. He laughs and sits down on a couch and motions for us to take a seat. I do so and keep Willow close to me.


“You still broke the deal! You weren’t to go near that girl! And then I receive word that you’re now best mates with her boyfriend!” He shouts in complete anger.


“I need to keep an eye on her! People are looking for her, looking to kill her. You know this! She’s leverage over both you and me!” I shout right back and I can practically feel Willow’s confused gaze on me, but don’t act on it and keep my eyes on Stone. He grabs a glass filled with brown liquid and I watch him finish the remainder in one sip.


“Nevertheless, I don’t want you near her. She was doing fine without you and I have eyes on her twenty four seven.” He says and Willow finally musters up courage to speak.


“Could somebody please explain to me what the hell is going on?!”She asks and looks between Stone and I.


“For God sakes, Willow. Stone is London’s father!” I say.





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