Style [H.S]

16

Harry styles

I saw her brunette locks sway as she stormed off. I felt terrible.

I didn't mean to that bitch Vanessa drugged me. But she's right I should've known better.

I stormed after her.

We stomped in the night on the sidewalks. Storming through people in our path.

My boots trampling through the melted snow.

We made it home. I chased after the elevator so that I could be in the same one but the door closed.

I tapped my foot impatiently. I slammed the white button over and over again.

" finally" I sighed as the doors opened. When I made it to the top I saw her digging for her keys.

Suddenly I was running down the long hallway.

" Audrey please" I shouted out of breath.

She started digging faster. She pulled out her lanyard.

Not fast enough.

Her back slammed against the door as my body faced her. My hand down by her waist.

Her eyes were watery and red.

She was definitely crying.

" please just listen to me" my heart was breaking seeing her cry.

" there is nothing to talk about" she said through her tears "how could you Harry"

" I didn't mean too I know I should've known better but I didn't." I continue " I'm sorry okay I really do want to make this all better I don't want to fight. I care about you and you make me feel this certain way that's too hard to explain."

It don't know what to call it.

" I can't do this" I says tears running down her face. She flips around and slams the door open.

I grab her hand.

" baby please"

" don't call me that I'm not your baby." She continues. " I care about you too but how can I now I've told you once before I want to believe your feeling towards me but. I don't have a very good past with relationships."

" but" I interrupt

She cuts me off.

" Everything that happened with Ethan is mine and his business not yours. But I'm scarred now. Now I really can't trust you after tonight because you simply can stand not getting drunk for once."

" Audrey it not like that" I say.

She wasn't shouting at me but I could tell she was mad.

" It is like that Harry! You can stand not getting drunk!" She shouts looking down at the alcohol bottle in my hand.

she takes it.

"Stop drinking!"

She smashes the bottle on the ground the liquid going everywhere.

She storms to her room.

Which is different because after the fight with Hannah she either sleeps on the couch or with me.

" fuck" I felt the panic coming

I stubbles through the kitchen counters till I found my cigarettes. I run to the balcony and light one.

It was getting hot my body started to sweat. I flung my shirt over my head.

I sat down bringing my knees to my chest.

My breaths for faster and heavier.

I looks down the butterfly tattoo on my stomach rising up and down.

" I hate you Vanessa" I say to myself quietly.

Why can I change.

I'd do anything for me to rewind and make this never happen.

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Sorry for the short chapter.

But that a wild ;)