Poisoned with Love (H.S )

Chapter 13:

SKY'S POV :

I run into their house and I find Anne and Gemma behind the couch and Harry's back to me.

The house was absolutely a mess and Harry's hand was bleeding and his knuckles was white and covered with
Red blood.

When Gemma spotted me her eyes widened.

"SKY!" She exclaimed in relief.

And harry froze and turned around slowly.
When he saw me, his face was red with rage and anger.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He walks closer to me cornering me to a wall.

I kept silent.

"ANSWER ME" He screamed.

I was fed up.

"Don't you fucking dare scream at me! Who are you to have the right to? Huh? Answer me! You are a careless, heartless, fucking asshole! How could you slap your sister for caring about you and how dare you scare your mum when she is only worried about you! You push every good person away! You push people who give a shit about you! Even Louis! He is tired of you! Have some sence! Goddammit" I shout all the weight and stress was on my shoulders, and my breath is uneven,and Gemma was staring in shock and Anne's mouth was hung low to the ground.

Harry's eyes were bloodshot.
His mouth hung low and his jaw clenched after he examined my burst out.

He let out a sigh.

"You are right. " he says and I almost chock on my own spit.
I thought he was going to kill me!

"What?" I asked in utter confusion and shock and I waited for an answer.

"You Are right! I push every one who cares about me! I know it's wrong but- but-"
what happened next..
is the last thing I
imagined would happen.

He broke down in tears on the ground.

Harry styles was crying on the ground. Infront of me.

Gemma and Anne looked ataken back.

They walked out the house quitly and Anne gave me a small nod and I nodded.

Harry was crying so I did what I was told to, by my heart.

I hugged him and he relaxed a bit and sobbed dismally in my shoulder and I slowly moved back and forth.

" its okay, shhh, I am here" I whispered.

After a while his cries became softer.
I can tell he had been holding this for a very long time.

He looked at me with watery eyes.

"I am sorry" he says.

Did he apologise?
Did he just freaking apologise?

"It's fine" I say
"No it is not fine" he says wipping his eyes.

"How?" I ask.
"I am the wrong one....You only cared about me and I pushed you away, I keep saying I don't need a friend....but I need one." He says weakly.
"Then why don't you get one?" I ask.
"It's not that simple, I am screwed" he says.

"Why?" I ask.
"I can't tell you now....can you please forget my old actions....I am sorry, I hide my emotions and weakness by being a bitch" he says.

"Okay" I smile sympathetically.

"Friends?" He asks hopefully.

"Friends" I smile.

"Can you um...stay here tonight...there is an extra bedroom " he asks.

I sigh "I don't know,you are drunk and will probably kick me out when you are sober." I say.

"I am not that drunk " he says.

I look at him and he rolls his eyes playfully.
"Ask me anything" he says.
"What did you drink?" I ask.
"A cup of milk " he laughs and I join.
"No seriously" I pout.
" one shot of Vodka" Harry says.

"Fine I will stay at the extra one." I smile.
"Yaaay" he laughs and I join.

I like this friendly Harry better.