The Brightest Dark (Harry Styles) BOOK 1

Chapter 16

"You turned it off didn't you?" His breath tickles my face.
It hit me with a big puff of mint, it smells beautiful, but I can still smell the alcohol heavily.
How does he know I turned it off? He doesn't even know me that well to notice. Just by looking into my eyes he could tell, I'm screwed. If it's that easy now come my mom never noticed?
"No," I lie.
"Your cheeks don't turn red when I touch you and you don't shake when I kiss your neck. You've turned it off," he whispers.
"That's not true," I try to change the subject.
"Your eyes aren't even filled with that fire, they're dull," he lets his hand fall down my face.
"So what, at least I'm not in pain," I mumble.
"No, that's not right. You don't want to be like me," he frowns.
My mouth falls a bit, he's been so open with me tonight. He's soft hearted when he's intoxicated.
"Don't change, Lina. Be yourself," he kisses my neck.
A moan slips out my mouth, his hands roam my body making my body shake. A smile breaks on his lips as he continues his wet kisses down my neck. The heat in my body increases and he places his hands on my bum. He squeezes it then slips my panties off, his fingers stopping on my front. My body weakens and my weight falls against Harry's chest. He flips us over and brings his lips to my lower stomach. I squirm under his touch, but he suddenly stops.
"Since you turned your fingers off, I guess I don't have to keep going," he shrugs.
"Stop teasing, please," I moan as his lips kiss my front.
"Only if you let yourself feel," he tries to make a deal.
"Why? There's no reason for it. It doesn't effect you?" I ask.
"It does effect me, I try to be nice to you, but you're acting like a bitch," he frowns.
"It's because you're an asshole to me all the damn time!" I yell.
"See, right there," he points out.
"You're a dick," I push him off me.
I stand up and pick up my panties to put them on. I can't believe I let him see me, after all he's done to me. One after another, I have my clothes back on. Before I can try to leave his room, Harry has his grip on my arm. I try to tug away but it was no use.
"Stop, okay I'm sorry, but please don't leave me again," he begs.
"Don't touch me!" I yell.
"Please," his eyes are bright green for once.
"Go fuck yourself Harry," I spit.
He lets me go in pain and I raise my hand up to his face, connecting loudly. His face slightly turns from the force, but he looks back down at me angry. He puts his hand up, but instead of hitting me he cups my cheek and roughly kisses me.
"I fucking hate you," I say against his lips.
He smirks, "you love me."
I try to push him away, but he then grabs my wrists. My leg shoots up to kick him in the balls and it works, he lets go of me. He groans in pain, but then grips me again so I can't run. I pull and tug constantly, but I end up hurting myself. I fall to the ground crying, I just can't handle this anymore. Harry Neal's down still in a bit of pain and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. His thumb catches my tears and wipes them away.
He's giving me hell, I can't see a way out and I can't find a way to make it better. I know he wants to be somewhat nice, but it's not working. Or is it me who's causing the trouble. No, there's no way.
"I'm sorry," he whispers.
"Why me?" I ask.
"Why what?" He frowns.
"Why do have to keep coming after me? I'm nothing to you anyways," I cry.
"That's not true, Lina. You're special, I don't know what it is, but I drive you crazy as much as you drive me crazy. I can't stop thinking of you, I can't help and wonder why a guy like me deserves a girl like you."
"I thought for a moment...I don't know, I thought you and I..." He seems to be at a loss for words.
"You aren't really expecting me to buy that crap, are you?" I need to leave.
"Of course I do, Lina. You make me feel so..."
"No! I don't want to hear it Harry. I know you're lying and this is your sick way of getting off. To make believe that you could possibly feel the same way about me as I do about you then you flip the switch. I know how this goes by now, and I won't keep it going."
"Feel the same way you do? Are you saying that you...you have feelings for me?" His eyes flash with what appears to be hope.
He's a better actor than I thought. He knows I do, he has to know that. What other reason could there be for me to keep this unhealthy cycle between us going? I realize that I have barely admitted my feelings to Harry to myself, and now I have just put them out there in front of Harry, giving him easy access to smash them. Worse than he already has.
"Lina, please answer me," he pleads.
"Let me go," I reply.
"Please, I need to know if you..."
"Harry, Niall's wondering where Lina went," Evie walks into Harry's room.
Her eyes narrow at Harry as she notices my tear stained cheeks.
"What is going on? What did you do?" She yells.
"I was going to leave," I tell her.
"Lina..." He begins.
"Lina, let's go," she takes my wrist and pulls me out his room.
"Wait here for a second," she tells me and shuts his door with her inside.
"What the hell Harry? I told you to stay away from her, she is my roommate and she is not like the other girls you mess with. She is innocent and she is honestly too good for you," she says to him.
I'm pleased that she's standing up for me, even if I barely see her. Although, it still doesn't soothe the pain in my chest. My heart legit hurts. I thought I had a heartbreak two days ago, but no this is worse. Just minutes ago we were kissing and having fun, but it turned into a revel. I can still feel his touch on my skin and the kisses he left on my stomach.
"It's not like that," his accent thick and his voice angry.
"Bullshit Harry, I know you. Find someone else to mess around with, there are plenty of other girls. She isn't the type of girl you need to be doing this with, she is too sensitive to just be friends with benefits."
I don't like how she said in too sensitive, but she is right. I have done nothing but cry since I met him, and now he's ruined my life.
"Fine. I will stay away from her. But don't bring her to anymore parties at my house. I mean it, I don't want to see her again and if I do, I will ruin her," he snaps and I hear Evie grab the door handle.