Attitude Adjustments -Harry Styles Love Story-

Chapter 10

I sat up on my elbows yawning, then stretching not realising I was on the edge of the bed..causing me to fall from my nice, warm cosy bed onto the cold, hard ground. "ah, shit" I sighed rubbing my eyes. I stood up with the duvet wrapped around me, I looked around a bit confused then I saw Harry wide awake then I remembered why he was here. I rolled my eyes and stomped past Harry who was lazily lying in his bed and into the bathroom. I realised I was still only in my underwear and Harry's top that dropped just above my knee. Harry was either extra tall or I was just really small. I shrugged and carried on with my every day routine, till I found my appereance suitable. I unlocked the door and saw Harry in just his boxers, he had a confused look on his face. I sat on my bed with my legs crossed and my head leaning on my fists, I carefully watched Harry as he looked around for something I wasn't sure of. I noticed the way his eye brows furrow together causing a crease on his forhead, also the lip biting which was caused by confusion/determination. I laughed to myself "What are you looking for?" I asked him. He looked up at me and tapped the corner of his lip "my t-shirt, I left it there last night" he said pointing to a spot on the floor, the spot I picked up the white t-shirt, I gripped my bottom lip in between my teeth and giggled to myself. He looked up at me and squinted his eyes "You're wearing it!" He confirmed to himself, a small smile playing on his lips "I didn't have any pj's and it was just lying there!" I defended myself. Harry chuckled and laughed to himself shaking his head "give it back" he demanded. I shook my head "Finders keepers" I laughed slightly, while Harry made his way over to my bed, he stood in front of me his green eyes almost glowing, they seemed familiar but I couldn't quiet get my head around it, a smirk grew on the corner of his mouth "oh yeah?" I was confused at first but then I understood Harry's plan, he looked around for the closest thing that belonged to me and picked up my picture frame, the frame holding the picture of me and my bestfriend. I shook my  head and stood up "don't you dare" I warned. He chuckled and walked away from me still clutching it in his left hand, I ran after him and tried to get it back, but he held it up, way to hight for my reach. "Harry, please give it back!" I shouted at him trying to fight the tears that brimmed on the edge of my eyes. He thought this was some kind of game, he stood up on his tiptoes still holding it up so I couldn't reach, I jumped a couple of times before punching him in the stomach. His hand lost it's grip and let go of the picture, I screamed as the frame smashed against the floor into tiny pieces, I dropped to my knees causing unseen bits of glass to slice into my skin, but I ignored the minor stings and picked up the picture. I looked for any sign of damage then held it close to my heart. I stood up "I HATE YOU HARRY! I HATE YOU SO MUCH!" in the process of screaming at Harry I couldn't control my actions, I carefully placed the picture under my pillow then ran over to him, punching his chest with all the strength I has left in me "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!" I screamed at him repeatly, the tears were already flooding my face. Harry fell back onto the bed but I wasn't done with him, I climbed up onto him so my thighs were on either side of his hips and I carried on with the abuse screaming at him, he tried to calm me down saying an "im sorry" now and then. "YOU'RE SUCH A STUPID DOUCHE BAG! WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST LEAVE IT? YOU'RE ALWAYS CAUSING PROBLEMS AND HURT TOWARDS OTHER PEOPLE! YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOURSELF, AND IF YOU'RE HAPPY YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANYONE ELSE! YOU DESERVE A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH HARRY MAKING UP TO ALL THE HEARTACHE YOU HAVE CAUSED PEOPLE!" I threw in a couple of swearwords now and then pulling at the neck of his top and punching and slapping his face, aswell as his chest and stomach. The door slammed open and the next thing I know I was getting pulled off Harry, I tried to escape their grasp but it was no use, I had grown weak against the person pulling me out the room. "I'm sorry B" were the last words that came out of his mouth before he was out of sight.

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