Chapter 23

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*Dorm*

Harry sits down on my bed watching me take off my coat and heels. It's still silent between us. I sit down beside him fiddling with my hands. I know what's going to happen. He's going to tell me he cares for me, but doesn't want to date. Harry's hand pushes a piece of of hair out of my face, but takes his hand away as I flinch.

"Lina, are you okay? You've been acting weird," a tone of worry.

"Yea, I'm fine," I try to give him a smile.

"Molly isn't in the picture, she's long gone. I stopped with her ever since the time you walked in on us. I just didn't feel right after that and now I know why," his voice almost a whisper.

"But you just want to be friends and nothing more," I say for him.

"No, I mean I've never dated before, but if your okay with that-"

"No, I'm not okay with that. You're the only one I've had sex with and now you tell me you want be just fuck buddies? I'm sorry, but I'm not like that Harry," I snap.

"Why do you need the label?" He raises his voice.

"Because Harry, I have respect for myself! I don't want to be someone's toy!" I yell.

"I'm not going to apologize," he tells me.

"I know you aren't," I say.

I won't let him bait me into this fight, and I never expected him to apologize. I know him better now. Well, in all honesty I don't know him at all. Last night I thought he was the sweet helpless boy who is just lost, but no he's not lost, he's playing games. This morning I see that he is just a terrible, hateful person. There is nothing good about him, anytime I believed there was, was only because that is what he wanted me to believe.

"Just go Harry," when I look up he is standing over me.

"No, I care about you," his eyes darken.

"Ha, no you don't. Stop lying to me, you're going to end up with a black eye. If you really cared for me you would've been there to comfort me when Damon left. You would never be like Damon. He was actually sweeter than you," I stand up.

"Don't you dare compare me to him," he snaps.

I hate the way he chooses only one of my statements to respond to. He moves toward me, but I back away, keeping the distance between us at least 4 feet away.

"There is no comparison. Don't you get that by now? You are a cruel and disgusting jerk who doesn't give a shit about anyone but yourself and he loves me. He is willing to try to forgive me and so am I," I add.

Harry takes a step back as if I pushed him, "forgive you?"

"Yea, he will forgive me for this. I know he will because he loves me, so your evil plan didn't work. No get out of my room."

"That wasn't...I..." He starts to say but I cut him off.

"Get out! It isn't going to work out anymore, now get the fuck out of my room," I have wasted enough time on him already.

"That isn't what I am dong Lina, I thought after last night...I don't know, I thought you and I..." He seems to be a loss for words, which is a first.

"You aren't actually really expecting me to buy that are you? That you feel any differently about me than you did before?" I need to stop and he needs to leave.

"Of course I do, 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 me believe that you could feel the same way. I know how this goes and I don't want it to keep going."

"Feel the same way? Are you saying that you...you have feelings for me?" His eyes flash with want appears to be hope.

"Okay what the hell is going on? I can hear both of you shouting from down the hall!" Evie slams open the door.

"Nothing, Harry was just leaving," I look at her.

"Lina," Harry steps closer.

"Come on Harry lets go," she pulls him by the ear.

She drags him out the door and slams it shut. She turns to me with a sympathetic smile. You don't understand how grateful I am of her. She always saves me.

"Are you okay. I'm sorry, Harry can be a lot to handle sometimes," she wraps her small arms around me.

For some reason I don't feel the need to cry. It doesn't hurt me as much as it should be. I have to say it hurts like hell, but no tears seem to come along with it. I let go of Evie and we sit down together on her bed.

I tell everything that I remember that has happened between us and I even tell her that Damon and I are still together. She was shocked to hear we were just playing with Harry to see how angry he would get, but of course I leave out the fact that Damon and I planning something. Once I got to the part of last night she smiles with awe, but it faces once I tell her, he's not ever going to want to date.

"Harry's always had that type of motto, but by the way you're explaining what's happened between you two. I have to say, this is not the Harry I know. I mean he said he cares about you and hinted that he might want to be more than fuck buddies with you," she raises her eyebrows.

"'No he doesn't," I shake my head.

"You told me yourself that before I came, he said he thinks that you two could be something. Right?" She asks.

I nod, I have no idea where she's going with this, but if anyone knows Harry more than anyone else, it's Evie.

"And when he said, 'why do you need the label,' he was uncomfortable Lina. He does want to be with you, it's just hard for him to actually use those words like girlfriend and boyfriend. He's just not used to this kind of thing," she smiles.

"But in my case. I don't know if I should be with Damon when I keep cheating on him," I frown.

"I don't want to choose for you, but if you want to be with a person forever, would you want them cheating on you behind your back?" She notes.

"No," I sigh.

"I'm not saying you should be with Harry because it's your choice, but just a warning if you do, he's very confusing. Sometimes Harry doesn't know what to do and when he doesn't know he gets angry. He's not used to having feelings," she adds.

"I know, thank you," I nod.

"Now let's get you some ice cream," she giggles.

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