outmanoeuvre:(verb)

use skill and cunning to gain an advantage over. "he hoped he would be able to outmanoeuvre his critics." -synonyms: outwit, outsmart, outthink, outplay, be cleverer than, steal a march on, trick, make a fool of, get the better of; informal outfox, pull a fast one on, put one over on, run/make rings round; dated out jockey. "he hoped to outmanoeuvre his critics."

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"All my complaints shrink to nothing, I'm ashamed of all my somethings. She's glad for one day of comfort only because she has suffered. Here she stands today in her brilliant shining way."

Song - Fully Alive

Artist - Flyleaf

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Harry

I quickly chase her into our room, only to find her tossing clothes into a suitcase.

"Woah! baby what are-" She cuts me off.

"Don't say that word!" Joe spat with venom in her voice and tossed a jacket into her suitcase. "And I'm leaving."

My heart is breaking into a million pieces.

If she leaves, I'm done.

"Leaving? What? Why?" My voice breaks. "Joe, please, I'm sorry for not telling you, please don't leave me." A single tear escapes my eye and rolls down my cheek.

She ignores me, dragging her suitcase out of the room.

Is she really leaving me? I know it's my fault, I should've told her. I regret not telling her about the girl and boy she lost, I just thought in her current state it would be best if she only thought we lost one. I was just looking out for her. My heart stops.

"Goodbye Harry, I'll-" Her phone cuts her off, she doesn't look around at me and answers it. "Luke, can you-"  

Joe's body suddenly tenses, I know something is wrong and it's definitely not Luke on the other end. I can't hear what the other person is saying due to the distance between us.

But when the phone suddenly falls from her hand, and her knees begin to shake, I quickly run to her but she pushes me away.

"This is all your fault!" Joe raises her voice, the handle to her suitcase slips from her grip and falls to the ground. "He found us! And it's your fucking fault! I couldn't say goodbye to my mother because of you! Everything is your-"

Reaching out, I grab her wrists and pull her to me but she tries to fight against me. "Joe! Stop it!" Tears stream down her cheeks, she gasps for air as her breathing rapidly increases. "You need to calm down babe, you're going to have a panic attack."

"H-Harry," She breathes out, throwing herself into my chest. "I-I'm sorry," 

"Slow your breathing down," I instruct, she nods against my chest. "Listen to how I'm breathing and copy me, okay?"

"O-okay," 

My arms wrap themselves around her fragile frame, I kiss the top of her head whispering calming words to her.

It takes a few minutes for Joe's breathing to return to normal, in that time, I lead her to the sofa and sat her down, taking a seat next to her. 

Joe's arms are wrapped around my torso with her head on my shoulder. "Harry?"

I hum in response, my mind flickering back to the events that had happened. 

Was she really going to leave me?

"I'm sorry for threatening to leave, I-I couldn't leave you, Harry," She shifts her position so that she is sitting on my lap, with her legs on either side of my thighs. "I-I'm just scared."

"It was Henry wasn't it?"

She nods.

If that bastard touches a hair on Joe's head, I swear I'll fucking end him. 

"What did he tell you?"

Joe takes a deep breath. "He knows we're here, he even knew I went to see where they found my dad." Her eyes widen. "What if he's watching us!? What if he knows where-"

"Joe, baby, calm down," I enclose my lips over hers, in hopes I can kiss her worries away. Joe's hands wrap around my neck as she kisses me back.

I pull away, smiling, "I love you Jo-" I pause, gently lifting her off my lap. "Pass me my phone please,"

Joe reaches over to the glass table and gives me the phone, "Who are you-"

"Shh," I smirk, unlocking my phone and dialling a number to someone whom I know can help us. 

But the fucker doesn't answer, so I call him again.

"What's up?" Niall's voice comes through the speaker, he sounds out of breath. "Baby right there, yes!"

"Fuck, Niall please don't tell me-"

"Harreh, what can I do for you?" He moans in my ear. "Sorry lad, I'm in the middle-Oh fuck!"

"Henry found us," 

He huffs in response, "Listen, babygirl, get on the bed and daddy will be there shortly," A hear a woman giggling, it sounds an awful lot like Gemma. "Shit, Harry, he found you? Are you serious? because I'm kinda busy right now," 

"Was that-"

"Yeah, yeah, your sister gives amazing heads." 

I gag at the thought of them being together. "Niall if you hurt her I will-"

"Relax Harry, she already gave me blue balls, twice... That proves so can take care of herself." Niall huffs, I laugh. "It's not funny! She left me hanging!" 

"Anyway," I roll my eyes, adjusting the phone in my hand. "Niall I need your help," There's a weird noise coming from the other end followed by someone speaking. "Niall?"

"Hi Harry," Gemma's voice comes through the phone. "I thought something might go wrong, which is why I dragged Niall, Liam and Louis to Australia. We're in some lame ass caravan park outside of Melbourne." 

"Oh?"

"Yeah, anyway, do you remember when we knocked Zayn out?" I reply with a mhm, I mean, who could forget. "I may, or may not have put a tracker on him."

Damn, my sister is smart.

"You what?" I look at Joe and mouth to her, it's Gemma. 

"Yeah, I'm tracking him as I speak and--Niall will you cut that out! No, stop it, before I tie your balls around your dick!" I can't help but laugh. "Listen, Harry-"

"Tell Niall-"

"Harry, listen to me,"

Joe shifts beside me as I put Gemma on loud speaker. "Gemma? What's going on?"

"Zayn, he's here, in Melbourne."

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Phantom Space

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"Just because I'm Irish, doesn't mean I believe in mythical creatures."

A Fantasy story that will answer one of the biggest questions ever asked. - Do dimensions, or parallel worlds, really exist?

Niall Horan as Bruce M.C

Megan Fox as Phantom

Dylan O'Brien as Josh

Phoebe Tonkin as Alex