Alyssa's P.O.V.
I saw Harry sitting on the floor, surrounded by broken bottles, glass and scattered pots and pans and utensils. His knees were huddled to his chest and I heard light cries escaping from his rocking body. He had blood stains on his clothes and he looked like a complete lunatic. It ached my heart to see him like this. I wondered what possible could have happened to make him this way.
The thing that troubled me the most was that all of this just came out of nowhere. One minute we were all happy and tickling each other then the next he just freaked out. I was still upset that he yelled at me but I just let it pass because he needed me right now.
"SHUT UP!" He yelled suddenly, causing me to jump.
"I-I didn't say anything..." I said, scared of what was next.
"I wasn't talking to you!" He said with disgust in his voice. What did he mean by that? There was nobody else in the house. Who could he possible be talking to?
"Harry..."I said cautiously from the doorway. I didn't want to be too abrupt. He didn't even seem to care that I was there.
"Harry...are you okay?" I asked, slowly walking toward him.
"Go away.! He snapped. I ignored him and sat down next to him. He ignored my presence and I put my arm around him.
"Harry, it's okay. What's troubling you?" I asked softly, massaging his shoulder. He pushed my hand away and scooted further away. He winced when a piece of glass cut his leg.
"Harry, come on. Let's get out of here. I'll help you clean up." I said, calmly.
"Can't you understand that I want to be ALONE?!" He yelled. I jumped back at his sudden burst and backed away slightly.
"I'm sorry...I'm just worried about you." I said.
"Just get the fuck OUT!!!" He screamed. I didn't want to upset him further so I got up and started walking away.
"Not you!" He said, causing me to turn around. What did he mean? What was up with him? I looked at his pathetic frame huddled on the floor. He stared at me with his bloodshot eyes and I couldn't tell whether he was drunk or if he had just been crying a lot.
"What?" I asked.
"Come back here. I want to talk to you." He was really confusing me. He just yelled at me to get out.
"If this is a joke, it's not funny. What is wrong with you?" I said, getting frustrated with the way he was acting. I sat down beside him and watched him take deep breathes to calm himself. It was silent for a few minutes before he spoke.
"I'm sorry..." He said, a tear slipping from his eye. I didn't know what to say so I just looked at him telling him to continue.
"I'm sorry for being me." Was all he said before getting up and leaving. I was confused so I followed him.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"Nothing, just go to bed."
"I'm not gonna be able to sleep when you're acting like this!" I snapped.
"Look, don't snap at me like that! Stop being a bitch and just leave me the fuck alone!" I was taken aback by his harsh words and I felt tears threatening to spill from my tired eyes.
"Fuck, now you're crying!" Harry shook his head and slammed the door to his bedroom leaving me alone in the hallway. I went into my bedroom and collapsed onto my bed. I let the tears fall freely. Why was he being like this? Everything was going so good and now everything seemed to just be crashing down. I thought I knew him, but if this was the real Harry I wanted nothing to do with him. Harry would never call me a bitch or try to hit me.
What had gotten into him? I was so upset. I am falling more and more in love with him as each day passes. Every little thing he does just makes me fall even harder. I let him take my virginity last night and now he has just gone completely insane! I couldn't handle anymore of my thoughts so I just let myself curl up and fall asleep.
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