Deceiving of the Deciever

Chapter 1

Taylors POV:

I see his grip tighten on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning a ghastly white. His foot presses harder against the gas pedal, sending the car faster down the dirt road.

"Harry, you need to slow down." I state calmly, but my voice giving away my fear. I lean my body towards him slightly, reaching my hand to rest on his. He flinches away from touch, dragging his rough hand out from underneath of mine. I sigh in frustration, "God Harry, I dont want to fight with you! I love you babe."

He chuckles darkly, "Yeah, thats what you keep telling me." I freeze in my seat, my mouth hanging open. He turns sharply into the driveway, killing the engine and getting out of the car before I even have a chance to respond. 'Does he really think I dont love him? What in the hell has gotten into that boy?' I think to myself as I stumble from the car and head into the party. The house is swarming with people as the music blasts loudly. I start wiggling through the groups of people in search of my man. As I enter the kitchen, my focus lands on him. He is leaning against the island whispering to some skanky blonde. 'Jesus, everytime he is alone he is always hitting on another girl' I mumble darkly to myself. I storm up to him, the anger spreading throught my body, he is so going to get it. When we lock eyes I give him a death glare.

"Go spread your herpes somewhere else." I snap at the clingy blonde. She pales and runs out the kitchen.

"Why the bloody hell did you do that?" Harry snarls, his green eyes blazing.

"Uh hello! Because you were pratically drooling all over her!" I shout at him.

"You are always accusing me of this!" he shouts back. "God Taylor, it was a simple conversation." He shouts again.

I step closer, laughing harshly, "Oh sure, just a conversation? Whatever, you are so full of it! Know what I think pretty boy?" I growl poking him in the chest.

He glares down at me, "No, Taylor please enlighten me with your ever growing knowledge." he smirks.

"You are the biggest man whore ever!" I scream. "You sleep with anyone and everyone!" I scream again, with all the hate and anger I can muster up. He sends me a death glare and storms out of the kitchen. I sigh, I really didnt want to fight. I leave the kitchen and try to search for him throughout the house. With no such luck, I return back to the kitchen to find the strongest drink I can find. "The things you do for love." I mutter drowing my shot of vodka.