Bullied For Love. ( Harry Styles. ) [ MAJOR EDITING (slow)]

The Last Straw.

* Sophie's POV. *

( the authors not at the end is very important please read. )

I get dragged through dancing bodies with the strong stench of cigarettes and alcohol by Harry gripping onto my wrist.

once we reach the huge kitchen, Harry's friends yell his name in excitement, all at once their eyes set on me in confusion looking back at Harry with a questioning facial expression.

' Sophie! ' zayn hollers unsure and confused.

I slight smile forms on my lips then fades when I see Harry looking directly over to Ashley and her friends.

He kept looking over to her as people came and talked to us, my patience growing thin.

'So, Soph.. Ha-' Niall started before I corrected him with Sophie, 'Sorry, Sophie. Having a good time?'

'Not really.' hearing me say that snapped Harry out of his trance, instantly turning to give me a foul look.

'Dont fuck this up Sophie' he growled through gritted teeth.

'Oh go fuck yourself harry. She was the reason you brought me. Wasn't she? I'm the fucking act to make her jealous. Why don't you go and fuck her instead of just staring at her all night.'

Everyone around us stood shocked at my sudden outburst, Harry's eyes just growing angrier.

'Dont make me h-'

'Hit me? Go for it. Right in front of everyone this time. And if you're going to beat me to death, at least make it work.' his eyes went wide as everyone stood gaping.

Adrenaline and anger rush around my body making sweat pierce out of my skin on my forehead as I look into Harry's cold eyes as he glares at me.

my breathing increases when his glare darkens even more.

I look around snapping my eyes away from Harry's to see everyone filling the kitchen watching Harry stare me down.

I take a few steps back then start running, breaking through the barrier like crowd of people.

I run as fast as I can with heels running anywhere I could.

I'm about a few blocks away and my ankles are killing me, I stop looking around before slipping of my heels and grasping them tightly with fear as I look forward to see unfamiliar surroundings.

I turn around hesitantly and after a few minutes of fast paced walking I start to remember the way I have to go.

Constantly checking behind me at darkness barley lit with the dull street lights, I reach the street where my house is on a sigh of relief escapes my trembling lips.

my fast-paced walk turns into a slow jog as I approach my front yard.

I step onto my porch and bad feeling churns in my stomach but I proceed to grab the spare key hidden under the mat I placed there before leaving.

I put the key in the lock instantly and swinging the door open to complete darkness.

I shut the the door echoing a loud thud throughout the house.

I switch the lights on and jump back instantly as I see Harry sitting on the stair case staring eagerly at me.

he lifts himself up off the stair he was on and stepping down cockily.

' you shouldn't have said that. ' He say through gritted teeth.

' I-I know. ' I say stumbling abit as I step back as he steps towards me.

' you really shouldn't have said that. ' he says raising he voice a bit with a sick smirk twitching on his lips.

' please stay away from me. ' I say with a shaky voice putting my arm up to keep the space between us at safe distance.

his strong chest is pressed against my shaky palm, his sick smirk is still plastered on his face, he raises his arms and grabs my hand with both of his and moves it down to my side.

His hand cups my jaw moulding it perfectly, within a split second he starts leaning in, my body aches for this but my brain over rules it.

just as mine and Harry's face are inches apart I shove him away.

A growl escapes his plump lumps at my actions, his glare comes straight back, this times it's full of fustration.

' why won't you just let it happen, we both know you want it. ' He says glaring at me.

' because I'm sick of your stupid head games your playing. ' the words spill out of my mouth uncontrollably.

' oh please you should be lucky I'm trying to kiss you. ' He says huskily dangerously close to my ear.

' like I'd want your lips touching me after all those skanks you've dated. '

I huff.

' your not the one to be calling other people skanks, ask anyone your a slut. ' He says throwing his arms up punctuating his sentence.

I scoff in shock and disgust at his sentence, I stay silent letting the words sink in.

' the only way I would be classified as a "slut" would be if I was Ashley. ' I say punctuating the word 'slut' with my fingers.

I just look at his eyes darken in just seconds, his breathing increases as the sick smirk breaks off his face quickly.

' she is NOT a slut! ' He yells close to my face.

' can you count on your fingers how many guys she's slept with, can you har- ' my words are cut off when I feel a hand slap me across the face with full force knocking me over.

I caress my cheek looking up to him straight in the eyes with disgust, he steps forward making me push myself away from him sliding along enough to let me stand.

I'm now looking up to his eyes full of anger and regret.

' no matter how many times you hit me, nothing will change you will always be a let down. ' the words spit out at him fiercely.

within seconds, the words have sunk into Harry's mind and I'm now up against a corner in my living room Harry's arms both sides of me.

' I'm NOT a let down. ' he says punching the wall behind me causing it to make a hole.

I shake fiercely trying to confine the tears from falling, once I stabilise my breathing I follow his body up to his over towering eyes.

' I wish you stayed out of my life. ' I bluntly whisper shakily.

* Authors Note. *

Hey guys!

first of all, this story will be coming to an end very soon but I would like to write a sequel if enough people show interest.

omg I'm dieing right now, my wifi isn't working and all I can use is my 3G and it's not even connecting properly.

gah sorry its short I'm gunna try and write longer chapters!