Bully Harry Styles

12

After Harry and his mum left yesterday night I fell asleep, forgetting about that whole France and me moving in with Harry for a month thing. That's what I like about sleep, it makes you shut down for a while no matter what is on your mind that time.
"Zoe," my mother calls out as soon as I walk into the living room.
I'm still kind of pissed at her for making me live with Harry for a whole month but what can I do?
"What is it, that is so bad about Harry? Isn't he the one that brought you home after that party? He seems so nice," she tells me with a smile on her face.
I roll my eyes, yeah totally nice.
"I just don't want to live with a boy for a whole month, that I don't really know."

She just sighs and stares at the floor. She knows how much I hate the whole idea but there's nothing she can do about it. We don't have any family members or friends around here that I could stay with.
Come one,pack your back and then meet me downstairs, we're going to the mall before I leave tomorrow morning," she says with exitment in her voice.
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"I'm so tired," my mother says while sitting down on a chair.
To her arms are clung several bags with clothes, cosmetics and other things my mother claimed, she had to get. I was holding two bags in full of new clothes I bought for myself.
We were currently making a rast at some restaurant in the mall, to get food. The restaurant wasn't fancy at all so I wasn't feeling underdressed.
"That's what you get for running into every store here like crazy and wanting to try everything on," I answer and chuckle lightly.     
    
"Oh, shut up, Zoe" She hits my shoulder playfully.
Suddenly her eyes widen as she looks behind me.
"Zoe, look, it's Harry!"
I turn around and indeed, he is standing in the line with Louis and Niall beside him. He's wearing a simple black shirt, black skinny jeans and those ridiculous boots he wears every day. His hair is pushed back, probably not even brushed.
Wait, am I checking him out?
"Go and say hi to him," my mum interrupts my thoughts.
"And while you're at it, go and get our food also"

"Mum, I really don't-"

"Don't make me call him over"

"Ugh, fine"

I walk up to the long line and stand behind a tall man, who's blogging my view from Harry. I look over to my mum, who's giving me a thumbs up. She is unbelieveable. I stand still and look into nowhere.
"What a suprise to see you here," a familiar, deep voice brings me back to reality.
He's now standing in front of me with his tray of food in his hands, smirking at me. Niall and Louis are standing next to him.

I only make eye contact with him for a short moment and I can see his eyes filled with an ocean of unspoken words between us. Deep down I have a feeling that behind all of this, behind the mask he is wearing every day that there's a complete different person, a complete different Harry.

"You're such a stiff bitch, Zoe, no woner no one likes your pathetic ass."

I froze at his words and my eyes imediatley burn with tears, fire spreads through my whole body and I'm ready to explode here and there.

"What have I ever done to you? Isn't it enough for you that you have to see me every day for the next whole month?", I ask him.

"What the hell?", Louis asks at the same time as Niall let's out a "What?"

Oh so they don't know about this whole Thing with our mums? Harry shoot me a warning glare but I completly ignore him. He probably doesn't want them to know about it. Of course not, he has to live with the most hated girl in our school for a whole damn month. I want him to feel the same way I do, I want him to feel what it's like to be the dirt under someone's shoe.

"Oh, so he hasn't told you guys anything about it?", I ask innocently.

They look and me with a irritated expression and it's my cue to talk again but Harry beats me to it.

"Don't, Zoe", he says thorugh gittered teeth.

Fuck you, Harry.

"I'm going to move into Harry's house tomorrow, for a whole month".

Both of them seem shocked by my confession and Harry's eyes already turned black and I can see the fire behind them. He only looks this angry when you really piss him off and right now I think I did.

Good.

No, not good. What if he is going to humilate me even more in return or even worse, beat me again? He stopped doing this ever since I told him about my past about what happened with my dad but he still keeps hitting on me. I look at him again and his angry expression is now replaced by a smirk.

"Yes, because her dad left her and her mum and now her mum is desperatley trying to find someone else and Zoe needs to be out the way to do that. You're unnecessary and annoying, Zoe, that's why you have to live with me."

My eyes widen and I can barley make out his face, tears covering my enitre vision. This is low, even for Harry and right now all I wanted to do is sink into the ground.

Am I really in the way of my mum? I mean, yes she works a lot and if she has free time, she spents it with me. She hasn't been seeing anyone ever since my dad left and all I can do at the moment, is blame myself.

"You're right", I whisper more to myself then to him.

I hear Harry telling Niall and Louis to leave. Is he planing on dragging me to the nearest place with less crowded people and do even worse to me?

I keep my eyes glued to the floor because I feel like that's the only Thing I'm worthy to do at the moment. He makes me feel so useless.

"Are you deaf or something?", someone brings me out of my thoughts but I know that this voice doesn't blong to Harry.  I look up to be met with Harry, who's face has now completly soften. Has he heard my words?I turn around to be faced with a tall, strong built male with tattoos covering his entire arms and up to his neck. Through his eyebrows sticks a metal ring as well as through his lip.

"Stop starring and fucking move!", he shouts at me. He reminds me of Harry, the male seems as unpatient as Harry is and so damn scary.

I'm not really scared of Harry anymore, sometimes,though I don't know what he is going to do next.

Two Hands grip my shoulders hard and before I know it I'm pushed back hard and fall to  the floor. Did the male just push me?

Or was it Harry? My butt hurts and I try to stand up when I see a Brown curly headed boy pushing the male back, he stumbles back but recovers quickly. Harry?

"How dare do you lay a hand on her!", the curly headed boy shouts at the male who barked at me only seconds ago.

What is happening?

"Fuck you!", and with that Harry slams his fist into the guy's face with so much force that he falls back just the way I did moments ago.

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Hi guys! So, I finally updated again and I don't know how much I can updated in the future because School starts for me again tomorrow but I have big plans for the next chapters so please stay tuned and continue reading and voting.

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