Love Hurts { Harry Styles FanFiction }

Chapter 10: " Spoke too soon."

* Yay! Now on double digits for the amount of chapters! ps. sorry it's kind of short*

Sasha's POV

I started breathing heavily and my hand was throbbing. My knees were about to give up on me, but I refuse to break down crying in front of... Them.

I have to calm down. Like, now.

Desperately, but efficiently, my heart rate and breathing started to slow down to a healthy speed.

Ignoring the pain in my hand, I rotated my body to stare at them. Isn't it ironic how I decided to punch the wall with my right hand again? Why do I keep hurting it?

" You've got to be kidding me." I growled through gritted teeth.

They honestly looked a bit scared right now... What kind of monster am I? I keep making my mom upset. I'm sorry mommy.

On to the "mystery man".

Jefferey Banks.

Okay, you might be a little confused into why I'm upset about it being him, considering that I love him like an uncle or something. Just because we get along, doesn't mean that I want my mom to date the man who happened to be my father's best friend. I especially did not want to find out about their "relationship" on my dad's birthday.

Oh how I sound selfish. Yes I want my mom to be happy and no he will never replace my father. The thing is... This isn't exactly the first time my mom dated someone after my dad died. I mean, it's been 12 years.

Now I could tell you the reason why I don't like it when she dates, but that's a story for another time... Let's just say that she dated a man who did some stuff and I hate him. Take notice in how I say hate and not hated because yes, I held a grudge.

Anyways, my mom's facial expression stayed serious and didn't seem too bothered with the fact that I just ruined her wall. I guess she knew that this would be my reaction.

" How dare you?!" she screeched.

Oops... Spoke too soon.

I glared at both of them before making a run for the door. It seems like my body's not even under my control right now. I don't even care that I just saw a man out here.

My feet pounded on the wet sidewalk. Rain was pouring hard now and it actually felt kind of refreshing.

I watched the houses pass by as I sped past them. My feet are working on their own right now. I don't even know where I'm going.

" Calm down." the wind seemed to whisper to me.

There's the voice again. Maybe I should listen to it... Or not. It's to late for me to try to calm down now. I'm too angry.

I've been running for so long now... Around 15 minutes... Shows how lazy I can be.

Right foot. Left foot. Right foot. Left foot.

As my right foot was about to be placed on the ground, I slipped.

I didn't even scream. I just shut my eyes and waited patiently for the impact... It never came. Shouldn't I be screaming in pain by now?

My senses started to come back to me and I payed attention to them... Something was wrapped around me... arms to be exact.

My eyes snapped open and I pryed their arms off of me and continued to run like nothing happened... I know it was Harry.