The Exchange Student. { o n h o l d . }

Chapter Thirteen; A Harmless Game. [part three]

[Harry's POV.]

"I'm going to fucking kill you." I said to him.

"Your just a boy. You can't do anything. You can't hurt me!" he said sneering at me.

I was going to kill him. He touched Vanessa, and made fun of me. Calling me 'just a boy'.

I lunged at him, knocking him straight to the ground and pounding his face in. I was so angry. What kind of guy does such sick things to an innocent girl.

I punched him over and over, not holding back. There was no stopping me. He got a few punches in on me, but it didn't matter. He was wearing out. Slowly slipping into unconsciousness. One more punch, and he'll be out.

Vanessa was screaming at me to stop. Screaming that I was going to kill him. She was crying. Begging me to stop.

I pulled my arm back ready to deliver the last blow, when Vanessa ran to me, and held my arm back, making it literally impossible to punch him. She pulled me up, making me get off of him.

I got up, moving away from him and allowing the other guys to get a good view of the damage I had done to their friend.

They were furious.

They started to circle around us. I yelled at Vanessa to run. To go home. But I knew she wouldn't. She was stubborn like that. She would never leave me.

They all surrounded me, like they had done to her moments before.

I knew I had a big fight on my plate.

*|flashback|*

"Two more Harry. Two more!"

"Liam. I can't! I'm tired.." I whined to Liam, trying to catch my breath.

"You asked me to teach you this. We are running out of time. You know I'm supposed to stop this. This is your only chance. Now get back into the stance, and concentrate."

"Gahh fine." I said getting back into the stance Liam had taught me.

"Okay. Harry you have to try harder. I know your very protective over your mum. Act like you are having to protect your mum." Liam said trying to encourage me to give it my all.

I closed my eyes. I imagined my mum in a bad situation. A feeling of protectiveness was surging through me, suddenly becoming overpowering. Taking a deep breath I opened my eyes, focusing on Liam. I nodded at him.

I. Could. Do. This.

Liam approached me and planted his feet and looked straight into my eyes, as if he was searching for any sign of determination in me.

He placed his arms in front of him, and nodded back at me. He swung at me first but I blocked it and swung back at him, before he had time to block himself. My right hand connected with his stomach, causing him to stumble back.

He looked at me, not blinking for a moment. I was about to apologize and ask if he was alright, but he caught me off guard by suddenly smiling and laughing like he was crazy. He walked over to me and patted my back, surprising me by his gesture.

"I knew you had it in you. Didn't know you could pack that hard of a punch though mate! Well done, Styles." Liam said with a proud smile before taking his gloves off, tossing them to the floor and walking out of the room. I smiled to myself and took my gloves off, tossing them as well and following him out of the room.

Most people don't know that Liam used to box. He was bullied in his early years. Boxing was something he had taken up to protect himself. But it had to stop. The management for the xfactor didn't want people to wonder why he had bruises all over.