This Love Is Forbidden (AU Harry Styles fan fiction) Complete

Chapter 17

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**Harry's POV**

"I don't know why are even here" I grumbled as I saw my dad walk back through the door, a bag under his arms and a threatening look playing on his worn out features

"I'm here because this was the plan, not to find some sleazy girl to play around with Harry" he said calmly, taking his bag to the counter and laying out all the contents, I jumped from my seat, causing the chair I had been sitting in to fall behind me, walking up to my dad I let my body come inches to his 

"she isn't just some toy, I've never felt this way about anyone" I grumbled, my face dangerously close to his, my fists clutched at my side.

"Harry just admit it, you are having some fun with her, and when you are done you'll drop her just like you've done to every girl" he said, his own eye  contact not leaving me, his voice dangerously calm, and his stature tall and confident.

"What's going on?" I heard Maggie's small, sweet morning voice call from the entry way, I turned around immediately, the hard expression on my face turning to one of concern as I saw Maggie's frightened look.

"Nothing baby" I whispered, walking over to her, wrapping my arms around her small waist, as I stepped back and glanced over to her, she was looking behind me, I turned to see my dad emptying the contents of his bag. 

She turned away, a shocked expression falling onto her beautiful features, she walked up the stairs shaking her head, I turned towards the man that I barely even called a father and glared at him "must you just flaunt it around like it's something to be proud of?" I growled before storming off, following the retreating figure of Maggie

"well, if she can't handle our life style then she isn't worth your time Harry" he called from the kitchen. I walked into the my room where Maggie sat staring down at her phone, her face was emotionless and she typed furiously onto the keyboard. 

"Maggie, I'm so sorry, I didn't want you to know" I whispered as I moved onto the bed next to her, she didn't look up from her phone, or even acknowledge that I was sitting beside her "Maggie, please answer me" I pleaded

"what do you want me to say Harry?" she suddenly snapped, her face coming into view, her phone dropping to the bed, she stood up and ran her hands through her long blonde hair "what do you expect someone to think, to do, when someone see's that Harry!" she shouted "what was it all even for?" 

"I don't want to bring you into this life style Maggie!" I said, my tone frustrated "I didn't want you to have to go through what I've gone through my whole life!" She looked at me her expression growing angry, and sad.

"Harry, I love you, I want to know everything, I don't want to be kept in the dark!" I ran a hand through my curls processing her words, I stood up walking up to her, grabbing her arms and pinning her to the wall

"Maggie, you wouldn't want to be involved, Louis was and look what happened with him, I'm not going to purposely expose you to this life style my father leads!" 

"why does someone need so many guns, so many knives and weapons I have never even seen before Harry!" she yelled, her face close to mine

"because Maggie, he's a fucking hit man! He kills people for a living, he hunts them down, and shoots them, stabs them, poisons them, does whatever he finds necessary for his job!" I yelled back, Maggie's face dropping

"See Harry! That's something I'd like to know! It isn't something to hide from the one you love!" I ignored her yelling and pressed her harder against the wall, angrily kissing her, she didn't believe I loved her, but that's exactly why I hid it from her.

**Maggie's POV**

He pressed me against the wall, his grip becoming tighter, he kissed me in what I could tell was an angry kiss to prove a point, feeling just as angry I pushed him down onto the bed, a grunt escape his lips as he fell onto the soft cushion. I heard the front door slam signaling his father had left. 

I couldn't believe what his dad did, it explained so much though, why he was here, why he's so distant the feeling of secrecy I felt while around him. 

I let my hands travel up his chest underneath his shirt, tracing the defined lines of his six pack, he groaned as I let my hands travel to his back and dug my nails into it. He flipped me over, kissing down my exposed neck, moans escaped my lips at fast pastes as his warm lips angrily traveled further and further down the oh so sensitive skin. I brought my lips to his ear and let them bite the loab

"Don't keep things from me Harry, I don't like it" I whispered, I felt the chills run down his spine, to prove my point I dug my nails further into the skin of his toned back, surely drawing blood, he grinned his hips into mine, the friction intense, and the mood getting angrier, and sexier by the second.

"You know, I really like this rough thing we have going on" he said before biting down on the spot he had latched his lips to on my neck, I yelped in pain as I felt warm liquid drop from my neck, quickly turning us over I pulled his shirt off, letting my lips trail down to his happy trail 

"so, are we vampires now?" I joked as I wiped the blood from my neck, Harry had his head thrown back in pleasure as I let my the zipper of his jeans between my teeth and drew them down "kinky" I whispered before sliding his jeans off. 

Suddenly a knock sounded on the bedroom door, Harry groaned and I rolled my eyes, rolling off Harry's half naked body and lying down on the pillows, Harry jumped up pulling on his jeans that had falled to the floor. 

As he opened the door Louis came into view, a knowing smirk plastered on his face. 

"Sorry to interrupt, but we have a slight problem" he said his voice dropping, and his face becoming serious, By the way he looked over to me I knew it wasn't anything good, and it had me frightened.