Stalker

Chapter Six

Author's Note: Although I've warned people before, I just need to remind y'all that this will contain violence. So, if you are sensitive, please don't read this. You have been warned.
Also, for those wanting to know if Harry becomes normal or kind to Mya, you'll have to see because I have no idea where this is going.

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Harry's POV:

"W-what are you doing? Please stop," Mya whimpers as I continue to drag down her pants.

"Shhhh," I say to her. "Don't worry, it'll be all over soon, love. Just behave next time. You made me do this when you disobeyed your master." I begin to pull down her underwear as well, revealing her pale and exposed rear.

"Bend over," I growl at her. She does so immediately, and I take the belt off my pants. She knows exactly what I'm doing and she begins to wail out cries for help. I hush her and stroke her hair in order to apologize in advance for the pain she has yet to endure. And sure enough, she shudders at my touch.

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I bring down the belt, whipping her bum with extreme force, leaving it raw and tender. She cries out and tears pour from her eyes. "I'm sorry. That was the last one," I reassure her.

She nods slowly and begins to straighten up. Immediately she regrets it, because she a harsh cry of pain erupts from her throat.

"I-I can't move, Harry. It hurts too bad," she complains to me. I sigh quietly. I know she deserved it, but I couldn't help but feel bad for her.

Just staring into her hazel eyes intoxicated me and made me feel like a different man. I just knew when I saw her, that I wanted-- no, needed her.

*FLASHBACK*

5 Years Ago (author's note: Harry and Mya are seniors in high school in this scene)

First day at Westerburg High School, and I already wanted to leave. My mum had to travel to America to attend some college classes to get her degree. That meant for an entire semester, I was stuck in America! Goddamn, all I wanted was to be in Britain with my mates.

I get out of the bus and take a look at the school standing before me. It's not different than any other high school. They're all the same.

I jog up the steps of the building and make my way into it, finding the office to get my schedule.

Once I arrive, I walk up to the main desk to see a woman with rectangular glasses and disheveled, grey hair. "Can I help you," she questions with an irritated tone?"

I scoff at her lack of interest in me. "Yeah, I think you can. My name is Harry Styles. I'm new here, and I came to get my schedule?" Which came out as more of a question.

"Yeah, sure, here it is," she says after looking through a filing cabinet to reveal a single slip of paper that determined my routine at this hell hole.

With my schedule in hand, I exit the office, turning swiftly to the right before knocking into something-- or rather, someone.

"Watch where you're-- oh hello," I say to the girl who I knocked to the floor.

"I'm very sorry. I didn't know you were there," I tell her.

"Obviously," she says rolling her eyes with a grin on her face. I hold out my hand to her, and she graciously takes it as I lift her back up to her feet.

She and I come face to face, well, I tower over her by a few inches, but her hazel eyes meet my own as my lips part in awe of her beauty.

"I'm Mya," she says with a smile and holds out her hand.

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I bet you guys didn't know that was going to happen, but if it's still unclear, Harry remembers Mya from high school because they went there together for a semester, until Harry has to leave.

However, as of now, Mya doesn't even remember him. To her, Harry is just a stranger and stalker who is holding her against her own will for no reason.

And if you're all wondering why he's all sweet then, but he's aggressive now, you'll just have to find out why.