"It's cause he is a coward. He was afraid that she would leave with him. He lets his jealousy get the better of him. Guess what Harry instead of trying to keep her close to you like the selfish bastard you are, you were pushing her away instead." Louis spits.
I rise to me feet. I made my way to Louis. I pushed him and slammed his body into the wall. Niall stepped in between us. Liam held me back. "Get out of my way." He shook his head. "Fine, you want me to apologize I will." I shout.
I walk up to her bedroom door. As I was taking each step up the stairs I felt a pang of guilt in my chest. With each step it got heavier and heavier. I started to think about how it would be like if she did leave. I knock on the door. No answer. She's pissed. She didn't say much downstairs, then again I didn't let her. I kept going at her because she didn't respond. It irritated me that she didn't fight back, when she always does. I try knocking again. Nothing. I twist the knob and it's locked.
"Jade can you please open the door. I want to apologize." Complete silence.
Why does this seem so familiar?
"Please I want to talk to you." Again nothing. I try to open the door again. "Jade open the damn door. This isn't funny anymore." I break my way in.
I stumble into all her clothes scattered around the room. She's not here, but all her things are. She couldn't have left because she never came back down. I roam around the room looking for a source of life in the room. Nothing. I feel a breeze. I look out the window. All the bed sheets were tied together to make some sort of rope.
My heart sank in my chest. She left. My worst fear came true. What I was trying to prevent, happened, and it's all my fault.
I rush back down the stairs. "She's not in her room."
"Maybe she went to one of our rooms." Niall says.
"No her door was locked, I had to practically break the door down."
"She has to be here. The door is right there and she hasn't passed through here." Louis says bitterly.
"You don't think I realized that. She made a way out, through the window." I explain.
"Where do you think she could have gone? She has no car." Liam asks.
Damnit I was going to bring her the car, as a surprise. I didn't like the fact that she took the bus or walked, a lot can happen when you're walking alone in L.A.
"I don't know. Try calling her she won't answer me." I tell Louis.
"Alright, but this is for Jade not you."
He takes his phone out of his pocket and begins to dial her number. I see these guys on their phones all the time. He can type a few numbers faster than he was going. I was becoming impatient. He brings the phone to his ear. I'm anxious. I hope she picks up.
"Hello Jade?" She answered. I'm so glad. It felt like a weight has been lifted from my shoulder.
"You left."
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"I know Harry was just being an ass like always."
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"We weren't accusing you of anything. We wanted to talk to you before. It's just that Harry skipped a whole step."
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"He says he is sorry."
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"Ok. Where did you go?"
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"Would you like us to pick you up?"
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"Alright, bye."
He hangs up and slides the phone back into his pocket. He looks up at us.
"She's alright, but she doesn't want us to pick her up. She needs space." He starts.
"She can have all the space she wants after we pick her up." I persist. I grab my keys.
"Where is she?"
"Just leave it alone Harry."
He hesitated. What is he not telling me?
"Where is she?" My blood is boiling and my patience is running short. He sighs.
"She's with her ex-boyfriend Christian Romero.”
"Jade! Come in. Do leave your shoes at the door."
Maybe I still have time to turn back. Louis offered to come get me, but I need time.
"What brings you to my neck of the woods?" Christian asks.
"I was living with some friends for a while, but I don't think it's going to work out."
"You have friends and here? I'm shocked."
"Yeah, why is that so hard to believe?"
"Jade we dated for a while and never did you mention any friends. Let alone friends in L.A."
"We dated two years ago. Since then I've made friends. Four to be exact. It's an improvement."
"I know I act like I don't care but I do. I'm glad you actually made friends. I never would have guessed." Isn't he sweet. I roll my eyes.
"Why aren't you with them, again?"
"You might not believe me but I was staying with the One Direction guys. And Harry accused me of being there only to exploit them."
"You and One Direction. I do find that hard to believe, but you've never been much of a liar. I believe you." Thanks it makes me feel so special that someone believes me. I scoff.
"So were you exploiting them to anyone?"
"No I wasn't. A paparazzi man was sneaking about in their bushes. I started to talk with him and meet with him."
"Are you two like a thing?"
"No, he is another friend I made. He was just someone to talk to. I even made sure not to spill anything about them."
"You're life is very dramatic. That's why I broke up with you, I can't handle this."
"Well you aren't the one dealing with it I am. So you don't have to worry about it. Besides I dumped you."
"You came whining to me. Now your my problem."
"I didn't know I was such a burden. You didn't have let me stay."
"Wait." He grabs my wrist. His eyes turn dark. "Don't leave. We haven't even had fun yet."
"I think this was a mistake." I try freeing my wrist. He's never acted like this unless he has been drinking. I take a waft of the air surrounding him. He reeks of booze, how didn't I realize it? My mind was overflowing with emotions and Harry I never noticed.
"No. Let's have some fun, after all you do owe me for letting you stay with me. I know you always pay for a favor."