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Last One Standing

Chapter Fifty One

*Emma’s POV*

Dad,
I went to work. I’ll be gone most of the night, but I have to be at the benefit all night tonight.It’s for work.
Em

I cautiously set the folded paper on the coffee table next to the couch that Damon lay passed out on.Looking at him, I tried to remember a time when he wasn’t like this.Remembering was easy, but that part of him was gone now.I grabbed my keys off of the counter and locked the door behind me, facing into the already half dark space outside.A bit frazzled, I tried to keep my focus on the road as I thought about how I was planning to get Hannah through this.I had gotten the call from Haley a few days ago that she was pregnant.I had sent her a ‘Happy Birthday’ text this morning and all that I had gotten back was the brat telling me to have fun with the baby mama.I only prayed that she and Harry had held off long enough that she wasn’t already starting to show.

I went down the road, following Harry’s directions, and pulled up outside Hannah’s apartment complex.I honked my horn a few times before I saw her walk out of the elevators inside.Her dress hugged her as snuggly as ever and her hair was in intricate curls that fell down around her face – obviously the work of her flat iron.Her nails were painted, of all colors, black and her lacey mask tied into the black on her fingertips.There was red stain on her lips that was just soft enough to not overpower anything and a blush on her cheeks that did the same.I hadn’t known Hannah very long, but I was sure that Harry would probably have to fight for her tonight.I was still smiling to myself when she climbed in the car.

“What’s amusing?” she looked genuinely self conscious which made me bubble slightly with laughter.

“You really are pregnant.”I covered my mouth as I pulled out of the car park so that I could muffle my sound.

“Everyone keeps saying that!”Not being able to tell if she had baby brain or not, I disregarded her comment and just held a loose smile on my lips.Hannah was always easy to talk to, but if you got her talking, you sure as hell better be ready to listen – her state of mind at the moment only made the rambling worse.

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“So what do we do now that we’re here?”Hannah and I walked away from the entrance, arms casually linked.This benefit was open to anyone whether they were there to socialize or to bid on the girls so I wasn’t too incredibly worried about appearance.

“We chill out.”She looked at me, a bit surprised.“They’ll call the Masked Beauties backstage when they’re ready for you.Until then, we have fun.”My eyes shot around the room and I took a split second to notice that there was no way that anybody would be able to tell that Hannah was pregnant for a few more months.I silently sighed to myself and walked her over to one of the tables.I grabbed a tall fruity drink for myself and another for my ‘challenged’ friend – both non-alcoholic drinks.

“So where’s Harry?”She smiled to herself and leaned back against the bar where the drinks were.

“Probably just getting here, pissed that I wouldn’t let him see me in my dress ahead of time.”My eyebrows furrowed.

“Shouldn’t you have told him so that he’ll know who to bid on?”

“In this dress,” she struck a ridiculous pose, “he’ll know that it’s me.”Her body relaxed again and she took another short sip of her drink before setting it back on the counter and taking a seat at a table near by.I rolled my eyes and followed her over to the table.

“Hey, I gotta go talk to some people.Will you be okay here?”She smiled and nodded her head before turning to strike up conversation with a few of the other girls sitting at the table.

I walked through the room that had become rather compact with people.There were a few jerks that didn’t wear masks and it was my job to pick out whether they thought that they were too good for them – those were the ‘important’ people that could build Haley’s career and possibly make one for Hannah – or too cool for them – those were mostly low lives or punks that couldn’t afford them but made it out like they were good enough without them.

Stopping to talk with one out of the ‘important’ group, I introduced myself as Haley’s stylist and manager.“Oh, do you have Haley here tonight?”Sweet.He already knew her.That made things a hell of a lot easier.

“Actually I don’t.Haley is away on personal business for the week, but I have a fresh face that’s bound to be a new up and comer.”I couldn’t help the excited smile on my face.We talked a little more about Hannah, but the man didn’t seem too totally interested in the subject. The same result came with a few other producers and editors.

Figuring that this might not be the place to publicize Hannah, I leaned against the bar, a glass of water in hand.I sighed in frustration and let my eyes wander the room.A group of boys walked through the entrance and I noticed the blonde one first.All four of them wore different suits and dress shirts of black and white and each wore the same mask.Their masks looked like Westley’s from The Princess Bride, tied behind their heads as an art.Niall wore a tasteful black suit with a white undershirt and Liam’s was exactly the opposite.I silently wondered where Zayn was and then felt really dumb when I remembered that he had left with Haley.Louis wore a black dress shirt and pants with white suspenders and Hannah would be thrilled to see Harry.His hair was styled perfectly to put the mask around his curls and he wore black dress pants with a white dress shirt that fit him well.The top few buttons were unbuttoned and, whether she was pregnant or not, we all knew what they would be doing tonight.Each of the five boys had a wand with a heart on the end in their grasp, showing that they would be bidding on the beauties tonight.

Once I was done evaluating each boy, I went back to the first and found him staring at me.Shit.I instantly began walking around and attempting to look busy.I was successful for quite a while and made my way down a generally quiet hall.Before I could get too far, I was stopped by a hand wrapped around one of my forearms, covered by my long, silk gloves.I winced slightly and the grip loosened, but I didn’t turn around until I was pulled to face two piercing, blue eyes.

*Hannah*

I sat talking with everyone that I had introduced myself to.Everyone seemed really nice and I found that three of the girls were also some of the girls that I would soon be standing on stage with.Everyone already knew about all of the drama between Harry and me – aside from the pregnant thing – and they all seemed pretty cool about it.The boys and I had pretty well managed to keep Marcus and what had happened out of the press.I just had to clear up that Harry and I were just in a fight and that I was really never sleeping with Zayn.

I saw some suspenders walking towards me and I knew that there was only one person that it could be.He sat down in the chair next to me and casually began listening to our conversation.Once Louis got a few too many odd looks, I finally acknowledged him.“Hey Lou.”A few eyes got bright with my mentioning his name and I began introducing him to each girl.

“Thanks for hiding my identity Hannah,” he said, pretending to be annoyed.“I thought this was a secret type deal since you wouldn’t tell Harry what you’d be wearing.”He evaluated my appearance before speaking again.“Is this your…”

“Yup,” I interrupted.“It’s just in a different color, so he better recognize it.”Louis looked at me thoughtfully before nodding his head, still deep inside of his mind.My mind wandered away from the group and unthinkingly searched out the curly haired boy in the crowd.He was smiling and laughing, a drink in hand.I only tuned in slightly to the conversation around me and noticed that every girl had suddenly become a member of the lonely hearts club and were helplessly flirting with Lou.Smiling to myself, I finished off my drink and let my eyes travel around the room.I knew that El had gotten sick yesterday so she wouldn’t be here and I knew that Haley was miles away with Zayn.I sat back in my chair, a little bummed that I couldn’t be in Harry’s arms at this second but was snapped out of my trance when a man with a microphone sent his voice through the ballroom.

“Will all of my Masked Beauties make their way behind the stage for me please?Instantly, half of our table stood up and Lou teasingly smacked my bum on my way by.I glared at him before I walked down a darkish hall – basically following all of the other girls who obviously had more of a handle on things than I did.All of the girls walked up a set of steps and it was rather obvious that these girls were a bit more professional than I was.Did they always auction off models?I felt really out of place but let a small comfort distract me as I saw them pin the number eight to a sash that hung over my dress – eight is my lucky number.I stood there, anxious of who would bid on me or if I would even be worth much.Only half way listening as they called out the other girls by number – not by name – I prepped myself as they called Masked Beauty number Eight to the stage.

*Harry’s POV*

I was surprised at how low the bidding had been so far.The boys and I always liked this event because the charity was always worthy and really praying for any money at all, so it was rather cheap to us and kind to them at the same time.Every girl that had walked on stage had been beautiful.There were a few with Hannah’s hair color that I had bidden on before Lou elbowed me in the ribs.So he got to know which one she was and I didn’t?Super.I was starting to grow bored when they called the eighth girl to the stage and my senses instantly peaked again.Her hair was curled perfectly around her mask and her dress… I knew I had seen it before.

I was entranced looking at the girl that must’ve been Hannah.The red dress that she wore fit her snuggly but still managed to look perfect.I knew where I had seen it before.It was blue last time though.It was a red version of her prom dress – a replica really.I saw her black nail polish and knew that there was no one else that it could be.

“Let’s start the bidding at two hundred dollars.”

“Right here!” I shouted.The pouty little smile that came over her face let me know.I let the bidding build quite a bit and her eyebrows furrowed slightly to which I just smiled.

“Do I hear twelve hundred?”

“Yeah!”I made my voice heard.I let the bidding go a little higher until it was between two blokes and Hannah’s eyes were getting bigger and bigger with each bid.Hannah made a very uncomfortable looking shift when one of the men jumped to twenty five hundred.

“Twenty six hundred!” I protested.

“Twenty seven!”I looked towards the fully suited man, an oddly pink colored shirt under his black tux.There was a certain menace in his voice and something about the way Hannah’s eyes shifted uneasily from me to him that told me.My opponent wasn’t just anyone.I had to win this, or Marcus would.

“Three grand!”

“Three and a half.”My expression began to worry just as much as hers.There was no way that I would’ve let her go to anyone, but definitely not to him.

“Four and a half.”

“I’d give up if I were you,” Louis but in.Did he catch on too?The smile on his face said that he didn’t.Marcus stood more towards the stage than I did and put in a last bet of five grand to which I easily matched with six.

“And she is sold to the man in the white button up!Ladies and gentlemen, this is the highest bid that we have had for one of our girls since this benefit started!”He went on to talk a little more about how the charity would be pleased, but I wasn’t nearly as concerned with that.I was too busy noticing the man that had Hannah trapped in a corner, forgotten by everyone else, and he was whispering in her ear.Hannah looked terrified and the second that he noticed her line of sight was narrowed in on me, he took off for the door and Hannah took off across the crowd towards me.

“Harry!” she cried into my chest.I gave no thought to the fact that my dress shirt would be covered in her makeup.My focus was on Marcus making his way down the long hall that was the ballroom.

“Baby I know.Hannah I’m here.He didn’t get you, I did.”I walked her across the room when she was more composed and sat her down at a table, I looked to Lou who had followed me over and passed Hannah off and into his arms.I searched the room and watched Marcus leaving through a back door.“Hannah, I promise I will be right back.I want you to wait here with Louis alright love?”She helplessly nodded her head and tucked her face into Louis’ neck.

Storming across the room, I came to the same door that he had exited through.With only a moment’s hesitation, I shoved the door open and came into an alley.One lamp lit the entire way and beneath the lamp was a man surrounded by cigarette smoke.He looked towards me and I could see the smug look on his face.Approaching him, I barely caught his words.“So I guess she told you.”Why was he such a prick?Coming to face him, I threw his smoke down on the wet asphalt and took the chest of his shirt in both hands.

“WHAT the fuck did you SAY to her?!”I shoved his shoulders against the wall with each emphasized word.He only let a low laugh rumble through his throat in response.

“Does it really matter what I said?”His eyes were dark.“I feel like she would’ve been pretty frazzled either way.”How could he be taking this as a joke?He sighed, realizing my seriousness and looked me dead in the eyes as my nostrils flared.“I told her that I would’ve loved to get another piece, but I guess it’ll just have to wait.”Without the slightest skip in beat, I reared my fist back and came strong into contact with Marcus’ jaw.There was no fear in his eyes… I intended to be the one to put it there.

*Hannah’s POV*

I wasn’t sure how we had avoided making a scene, but we’d managed.I sat on a rounded couch near the back of the hall and watched as Harry stormed out of the ballroom completely.How could he just leave me here?Given, he did leave me with one of my best friends, but Lou would never be anything close to Harry.I cuddled into Louis and his arms tightened around me.Both lungs and legs shaky, I stood from our sitting position and Louis kept a hand locked around my forearm.“Hannah.”I looked back at him, relaxing my arm in his grip.“That was Marcus.”I knew that it was meant to be a question, but it came out as more of a statement.Sadly attempting to pull out of his grip, I pleaded with my eyes, begging him to let go.“Hannah, if Harry followed him out, you won’t want to go after him.”I let a few more tears slip out of my eyes and a look of sorrow and sympathy came over Lou’s face.His grip loosened and eventually fell off of my wrist.Quickly wiping away a few more tears, I turned to go find Harry and prayed that Marcus wasn’t already beating the shit out of him.

Coming to the door, fear rushed through my veins, Harry had just saved me from what I was about to willingly face.Why was I so stupid?That wasn’t something that I could think about right now.With that, I pushed the door open and made a little grunting noise as Harry had made the door look so easy to open.

Looking from side to side, I only had to do one double take to my right.There was one light post lighting the entire alley and just a bit further than that was a boy lying on the ground, receiving kick after kick from the guy towering over his huddled body.The standing guy’s eyes were a color that I had never seen, two masks disregarded to the side of the alley.With each kick the man on the ground winced and the assailant was relentless.Basically picking the straggler off of the ground, he pinned him back to the wall and began punching him in the face.The man pinned to the wall let out a particularly excessive cry as something cracked in his nose – it was pitiful.

The first guy gave one more swift punch to his stomach and let him fall back to the ground.The man writhed and cried out in pain as he lay there on the ground.I took a few steps towards him – still being far from them – as the first wiped the front and back of his hands down his white dress shirt, leaving blood stains in their paths.I stopped dead in my tracks as he pushed back his sweaty mop of curls and that one light illuminated his face.His eyebrows furrowed slightly over his near black eyes as he tried to make out the shape down the alley that was me.I could see the green return as the look of realization hit his face.I hugged my self in the cold night air and kept as close as possible to the brick wall of the alley as I backed away slowly.Harry began taking cautious steps towards me, holding out a swollen hand.I became increasingly more nervous with each pace he took.When I was close enough, I kept a hold of Harry’s eyes while my hands fumbled for the door knob.

“Hannah wait!” but it was too late.The door was already closing behind me and Lou was walking up to meet me.I crashed into his arms and they wrapped protectively around me.

“Love what are you running from?”I whipped my head around to see that Harry hadn’t followed me.Of course he wouldn’t, his shirt was covered in Marcus’ blood – I shivered at the thought – he wouldn’t want anyone else seeing him like that.

“Can we just leave?” I turned back to see Louis shaking his head before wrapping a protective arm around my shoulders and only letting go to tell the guys that we were going to go.I had just watched Harry beat the living hell out of Marcus… and Marcus overpowered me with ease.

Notes

Whoa!!!!
On one hand... PROPS TO HARRY!
On the other hand... poor Harry and Hannah :( how's she supposed to feel? Of course now she knows that Harry can protect her... she just has to make sure that he won't use his obvious strength against her (as if he would but it's reasonable to see that she would be cautious after all the shit she's been through)
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to be honest, I haven't started 52 yet because I'm in drivers ed this week... I'll try to post when I can though, I promise :)
xoxo Hannah <3

Comments

so in love with this one !!! update soon!!!

@HannahBanana16
nope, sorry I'm terrible at that hahahahahah! I like the title already, do you know when you're going to update?

@abear44

any ideas on what my new title should be?

I'M SO OBSESSED PLEASE UPDATE SOON!!!! <3333

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