Light (Harry Styles)

4: I Want

"You can't talk to him," Harry tells me as he paces the floor. After i saw him in the cafeteria i just went straight home knowing he wanted to talk and i wouldn't get anything done knowing he was mad. It's not like anyone notices when I'm gone anyway, plus my mom doesn't care when i skip. I'm sitting here on my bed with my legs tucked under me and sleeves pulled over my hands. I ran a hand through my red hair and took a deep breath. 

Harry turned abruptly towards me, "Are you even listening to me," he partly yelled at me as his hands clenched the end of my bed. His knuckles turned white as the veins started popping out.

"I am listening to you, I'm just choosing to ignore and not answer," i said matter-of-factly, "and who the fuck are you to accuse me of anything when you were the one who up and vanished last night. Care to explain?", i asked looking him straight in his black orbs and saw his head turn slightly turning his gaze away from me.

I scoffed, "Didn't think so," was all i said as i got off my bed heading downstairs towards the kitchen. After i was a few steps down Harry appeared in front of me blocking my way. I put my hands on my waist. 

"Seriously Harry if you're not gonna say anything and act all weird then go away. Grow up and get out of my way i want food," i said pushing at his chest which wouldn't budge. 

"ME grow up. You won't even answer me," he said and i could tell her was getting angrier by the second.

I took a deep breath as i started again making sure to keep my voice calm, "I understand you want to protect me and i appreciate it but get this through your head now, you can NOT tell me who i can and can't talk to," i said as i pushed his chest again and walked to the kitchen. I heard his feet come down the rest of the stairs as i opened the fridge. I looked through pulling out a bowl of strawberries. I took off the silicon wrapping on top tossing it into the garbage under the sink. I washed the strawberries quickly and took a seat on the coach in the living room across from the kitchen. Spongebob was on and within seconds I was hysterically laughing as I popped strawberries into my mouth. I was transfixed by the tv when all of a sudden a gust of wind hit me and the bowl of strawberries was flung across the room hitting the wall across from me. I turned mouth agape to come face to face with a fuming Harry. My eyes widened at the sight. I had never seen him this angry, even when he was at the window in the cafeteria. His eyes were a pure gold color blotched by the black right in the center. His eyes had never been like this and it made me scared because the gold color didn't admit a warm feeling into chest but a cold barren one. 

"Don't walk away from me. We weren't done talking," he seethed as i took a small step back.

"I was, Harry," i say in a small voice not sure if i was even talking.

Harry took a huge step forward pushing me into the near wall, "Well i wasn't. Do you even know Darren? Do you know anything about him? I do. I know more than you ever will and i know he doesn't care about you at all. He doesn't wanna be your boyfriend, he doesn't wanna be your friend, he doesn't wanna be your anything so stay away from him and top talking to him before he will hurt you like he always does. He isn't the type of guy you think he is. He doesn't associate with people often especially to a girl like you," he scoffed at the end pushed off the wall and moving away from me a little. I thought about all the said for a few seconds before a single tear fell from my eye and then i clenched both my hands. 

"Fuck you Harry. Fuck you! A girl like me? Couldn't just say it could you?. A girl who has no friends, no dad, cuts, has a shitty life and has no purpose. If it wasn't bad enough you need to rub it in my face. Darren was the first person to come and actually talk to me. He talked to me first, took an interest, and invited me somewhere. I have been alone for so long. Even when i come home i feel alone. My mother hates me more than the kids at school do. So no i won't stay away form Dax. I'll talk to him all I want because you aren't my boyfriend, you aren't my friend, you aren't anything to me. I didn't ask you to come into my life and protect me and i don't need your help. If Dax was dangerous i could take care of myself. I don't need you ok. Just go. I don't wanna talk to you, i don't even wanna see you....I-I hate you," i finished yelling after i repeated what he said to me about Darren, hoping to hurt him as much as possible. I didn't want to but what he said hurt me, i don't know why but something about what he said hit a nerve and i wanted him to feel what i felt. Normally i just ignore the cruel words people spit at me but when it comes from Harry somehow it just hurts more.