M.CI cannot go home. I need to keep running.
I know he will be waiting at my house for me and god knows what he will do to me if he finds me.
I'm not safe around him, especially after he confessed his feelings for me and how I spat it back in his face.
To be honest I just didn't know how to take it.
I wanted to say it back to him but I just couldn't.
I reach an open park with quite a few trees.
Maybe I can rest here for a bit until Ash finishes work and she can pick me up.
I will go to a hotel or something, I just can't go home.
I stop running for a second to catch my breath. I bend over forward and take in the fresh air.
I need to stretch my back out, I've been running for ages.
I stand up straight again and turn to look behind me, only to find my view being obstructed by none other than the man I'm running from.
Before I can even process anything; he speaks.
"Someone forget the tracker in her phone?""Leave me a alone, you obsessive fuck!" I spit.
He has a blank expression while he lurches his fist forward into my face all too quickly, knocking me flat onto the grass without hesitation.
Why?
I don't know.
I cough up my lungs while I adjust to the sting in my right eye.
I can't believe he just hit me.
I though he was suppose to love me.
"Just kill me already Harry, I want to die. I've had enough of this shit" I say, feeling the blood run down from my nose.
I'm weak, I can feel my head getting lighter.
It's getting dark.
The realisation hits him, his face turning from evil to worried and regretful.
"'No" He gulps.
"You should've just let Scottie kill me, I may as well be dead. It would be better than being apart of your world" I manage to get out, each breath becoming a struggle.
He quickly drops to his knees on the grass, grabbing my head and lifting it up.
"No no no, Masie I am so sorry" He pleas.
He starts to kiss my head, tears evident in his eyes.
I think he's legitimately crying.
Oh well, who cares. He can suffer for what he did.
"Get off me, you pig" I spit, pushing his shoulders.
"Masie please, let me help you! I'm begging you! I wasn't myself then. You know the real me! I don't know how to react. I don't know what came over me, I've never felt this way about someone before!" He says, begging for forgiveness.
"You're not supposed to punch the girl you supposedly love, Harry. Are you seriously that screwed up to know that?" I cry out in pain.
He runs his hand over my head, looking genuinely guilty and sorry.
"I'm sorry" He sobs, trying to keep his eyes open.
"Don't ever find me again" I say, reaching for the phone in my pocket.
I throw it across the park as far as my weak arms can take it.
"No Masie you need that" He wipes his eyes.
"I don't need anything" I say before it all goes black.
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FanfictionGang leader, club owner, drug user... Watch common thug; Harry Styles find a girl that he's not prepared to let go. Watch how he hurts people who dare look at her in a displeasing way. Watch how he becomes overly possessive or her. Watch how he beg...