Harry's POV
"Harry, I called you asking for forgiveness for something that wasn't even my fault, and you told me to go after Zayn when you and Taylor were doing who knows what in your flat! I don't think you have ever felt anything toward me except pity!" She spats as my heart sinks.
She runs out crying but not before she can slam the door. Taylor is on my lap still, smirking. I push her off of me. I'm angry at Taylor. Actually, more than angry. Taylor sitting on my lap could have made me lose Ari forever. I don't know.
"Taylor! I'm not going to say it again," I say through my teeth as I point to the door.
"But Harr..."
"Leave," I say through my teeth again.
She holds her head up and leaves as if she did nothing. She shuts the door behind herself. I sit on the coach crying, digging my face into a pillow.
I am so stupid. Why did I even invite Taylor in the first place. Why can't Ari be with me and not Zayn... But wait, she isn't with Zayn. She made that very clear.
I might still have a chance. Just a lttle bit of hope is all I need.
I pop up from the couch at the thought. I look outside and dark clouds cover the sky and rain starts to pour. I would never find Ari in this rain. I will try anyways. I leave my apartment and go searching.
~*~*~*~
I have been looking for an hour and I still can't find her. It's dark too. Bad thoughts come into my head. What happened to her? Once again, this is all my fault. My phone vibrates I get a text.
I see a nearby coffee shop and I run inside. The lady nicely offers me a hand towel. I was soaking wet. I gratefully take it. I dry my hair off and look at the text.
From Zayn, 'We found Ari. What did you do to her Harry, she's sobbing. You jerk, you don't deserve her!' I want to hurt Zayn. I change my mind on his whole pity story. I won't let him have Ari, she's mine.
'You left her all of those times she needed you, I do deserve her. I won't hurt her like you will,' I text back.
He responds, 'I can protect her, and I know you can't especially after what happened with Jarred!'
'Oh really? We can settle it fair and square. Where you taking her? Louis house? Very predictable Zayn,' I text back.
I am going to beat him into nothing. I run out of the coffee shop and immediately run to my car. I start driving to Louis.
When I arrive the rain isn't as heavy. Ari was in the house and she is mine. I quickly start stomping up to the front door. I bang on the door insanely. I bet Zayn was going to chicken out.
"ZAYN GET OUT HERE AND BE A REAL MAN!!" I yell to Zayn, who I know is on the other side of the door.
I keep banging on the door. I'm startled of when Zayn does open it. He's just as mad at me as I am at him. I was ready to throw a punch but Zayn beats me to it.
He hits me right in the jaw and says, "You dirty human being, you don't deserve Ari or her attention. You have hurt her too much, mentally and physically!"
I recover and clench my fist as I hit him in the nose. It starts to bleed.
"I didn't hurt her, that was all of your fault. Taylor wouldn't have came over I comfort me if you hadn't of kissed her!" I yell.
He throws a punch but misses. I smirk.
"You had that Taylor slut from high school at your flat last night. You and her would make a perfect couple," he says.
We start cursing each other out as we punch each other back and forth. We are focused on killing one another. I really do want to kill Zayn right now. I am going to kill him right here right now as I throw the punch.
It's not Zayn though, it's Niall I punch. Shit, again? Niall falls to the ground and Zayn and I stop cursing and just look at him.
"Really guys? Again?" I hear Liam says as he runs up to us.
Zayn adds, "Poor Niall, at the wrong place at the wrong time. All of Harry's fault, like always."
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