Misery Loves Company (H.Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 53

I just want to dedicate this chapter to one of my very nice and loyal Reader : @daddysink

-Katexx

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Chapter 53

"I had to calm myself, babe. I couldn't drive like that, and I was taken by surprise. I knew I would've done something wrong again if I had followed you right away. But I promise, I left like twenty minutes after, and I will probably get five or six red light tickets in the mail next week," I say with a small laugh, causing the corners of her lips to twitch up. "You don't love him, do you?"

"Of course not," she whispers, shaking her head. "I love you."

I bend down and press my lips against her cold ones. "I love you, too."

"I love you," she repeats, pressing her hand on my chest and pushing me back. I give her a confused look, cocking my head to the side, and she sighs. "But I think you should leave."

What.

The.

Fuck.

Is she saying?

"Yeah. I don't think so," I tell her with a smirk. "I'm not leaving until you come with me."

Elena tries getting up but as soon as the stands straight, she trips and stumbles back, falling arse first on the sofa. She succeeds on the second attempt, picking up the rag that fell on the floor at the same time and pressing it back to her forehead. I watch her tiny body contort, her small bones poking out of the thin coat of skin.

I frown as I notice how bony her legs are, and how her shoulders are pointy under the t-shirt she's wearing. "Elena, how much do you weigh?"

"That's not of your business," she snaps, her eyes widening. "Are you calling me fat?"

I stand up tall next to her, towering her and leaning my head down to intimidate her. "Don't snap at me, Elena. I'm calling you the complete opposite. How much weight have you lost?"

But she doesn't have time to reply, because the door opens and an angry Liam walks in. Not angry, no. Fucking fuming. He drops a bag from Boots on the floor and walks up to my face, breathing heavily. "What the fuck are you doing here, Harry?"

I take a step back, not from intimidation but because I don't want Elena to feel like she's causing a fight. She shouldn't be witnessing this. "Mate, you can't keep her away from me. How did you know I was here, anyway?"

A quiet Zayn walks in the living room behind Liam, looking down and guilty. I tear my eyes off of Liam and watch Zayn as he pulls Elena back so she's out of the way. "Did you really think he'd be on your side on this, mate?"

"Fucking Zayn!" I yell. "You couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut now, could you?"

Zayn walks in front of Elena, hiding her body behind his, and shrugs. He fucking shrugs! "Harry, I just think that Elena needs a break. And I don't think it's a very good idea that you bring her back to your place."

"She's fucking miserable here!" I complain, using Lou's argument from earlier. "Have you taken a good look at her? She's never looked this bad before."

Elena giggles bitterly. "I'm right here, you know?"

"Babe," Zayn quietly says as he turns his head to her. "Don't get in the middle of this, please."

Stuck between my two best friends and the love of my life, I growl angrily and push my hair back frantically as a nervous habit. "For fuck's sake, look at her!"