Famous In Love//Harry styles//Damon Salvatore

The Angeli Descends Into Quod Ignis

"Wait up" I ran out and followed Harry close behind.

"No you should stay here stop following me,"

We were both shoving through the intoxicated people to get to the door.

"No I need to end this once and for all."

"It's not safe to be around him he's dangerous," he said coldly as he opened the door. Harry peered both ways checking no one around was looking; then took off running/speed walking down the hall, his shoes thumping against the bright tile.

That was a bit of an overstatement. He was an ass for cheating on me but he wasn't dangerous. He just had a bad temper and some misogyny issues. I opened the door and left the party. So much for a night of forgetting.

I chased and quickly caught up to him. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him towards the wall. His back banged softly against the wall. I leaned my forearm against his chest and stared right at him. I could feel his collarbone under my arm.

"He is...was my boyfriend. Watch yourself,"

"And therefore I should be there so I can find out what's going on and end it." I said. I abruptly let go of him.

There was a small part of me that didn't want to end things. A small part of me still saw hope in Damon. Maybe if I had tried harder in our relationship he wouldn't have cheated; I know that's what he would say. And maybe, I agree.

"Fine let's go, but don't get close to him." He said giving me a stern look. He almost looked a little angry. He never looks so serious. He pressed the elevator button and we got in. It was silent except for the soft elevator music.

The doors beeped and we got out. A doorman opened the front door for us.

"I'm going to get a taxi you wait here," Harry said.

"Actually, give me a few minutes. I'll be back." He nodded and left the building to find a car. I ran up to the changing room and got my clothes. I wasn't about to let my thousands-of-dollars worth outfit rot in a changing room. When I came back down I saw a yellow taxi pulling up towards Harry.

There was some paparazzi outside snapping pictures of us. I attempted to shield my face with my hand but someone screamed my name. I quickly removed it to see who made the remarks when bright cameras were shoved right up in my face. They ran up to us and clicked away. There was no point in hiding myself now. Harry opened the car door and I stepped in with him following.

He rolled down the window and hollered, "Delete those you shits!" They probably weren't going to listen but I appreciated his attempt.

"Okay uh make a left turn here and keep going straight for a while." I narrated to the driver. There was still traffic though it was not as bad as before.

"Do you know what you're going to tell him?"

"I haven't really thought about what I'm going to say,"

"We don't have to go today. You guys just broke up, I can drop you home and I'll go talk to him."

"No, Harry, I want to be there... I mean I know I should tell him that we're over for good but..."

"But?"

"There's a small part of me that still hopes for us to work out. I mean two whole years can't end so angry and fast... right?"

"He cheated on and raped you where are you seeing anything in him? Vina just dump the bastard." He's loved me for two whole years, and I don't think that would go down the drain for some other woman. I just wanted to talk to Damon and find out what went wrong.