I woke up in our bed. I think it was our bed. It was freezing in the room and it was dark. Not dark but so dark I couldn't see my own hands. I was terrified.
I heard shuffling. I froze in fright. "Harry." I whispered. "Harry please stop."
I started crying, I didn't know what he would do. I tried moving my feet but they were stuck. "Harry!" I screamed. "Goddamn it get me the fuck out of here!"
"Tisk tisk tisk.... No need to that language. Now be good and don't make a sound." He said in the most creepiest voice.
I closed my eyes and waited for him to do something. There was nothing I could do. I felt my hands moving up, I couldn't pull them down no matter how hard I tried.
"Harry... Please stop your really scaring me." Tears were streaming down my face.
"Darling don't cry, and be quiet." He said the last part rudely.
The lights started flickering like strobe lights. "Harry stop!" I screamed. "Your really scaring me!"
I saw something in front of me it looked like harry but grey and o think it had black eyes. The lights flicked slowly now.
It flicked on and I saw Harry smiling at me. The lights were on and off slowly. Each time it turned on o would see Harry but each time he was closer and scarier.
"Babe, listen your really scaring me if you want a good relationship with me than stop scaring me." I cried.
"No." He laughed but he was right by my ear. He crawled on top of me and the lights shut off... It seemed like everything shut off it was quiet, cold, and dark.
"Just lay still and it will all be over."
************************I felt gross I didn't know what happened. I couldn't stop it. He used me.
I sat at the table with a blank face it felt like I couldn't feel anything. I was discussed.
"How did you sleep beautiful?" I heard Harry say in his cheery voice.
"I didn't sleep asshole." I whispered.
"What are you talking about, you slept just fine all night you were snoring and it was so cute." He said.
"You know what fucking happened jackass!" I screamed. "You used me! You fucking used me! I don't want this anymore!"
"What are you talking about we have been just fine!" He look as if he was telling the truth.
"Do you really not remember?" I asked while tears silently slid down my cheeks.
"I don't but you look as if you were just.." He stopped. "Did we ummm do it?" He scratched his neck.
"Unwillingly." I glared at him.
He looked at me and his face dropped "Dad."
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The Monster (Harry Styles)
FanfictionWhen I was little I didn't fear monsters under my bed or in my closet, those kind of things didn't scare me. It does now though.