Tough love... Harry styles

Chapter 18...

" tell me what made you run this morning" he asks his tone a bit quieter as he drives down many streets.

" you" I whisper crossing my legs placing my hands in my lap as I stare down at them. He scoffs

" who have you talked to, to make you think like this" he huffs getting frustrated. I shake my head still looking down. I then jolt forward then pulled back from the seatbelt, the car suddenly stopping.

" who the fuck did you talk to Payton" he yells getting more and more frustrated.

" Jason" I whisper still looking down. I feel my chin being grabbed and I'm forced to look up at him, his glaring still no emotion on his face.

" why were you talking to him" he hisses his eyes then turning silver making me flinch back into my seat. His grip tightens a round my chin.

" tell me" he moves closer.

" you killed Alex" my voice sounds weak. Almost braking.

" you believe him" Harry hisses even deeper.

" he's the only family I have" I croak tears now forming in my eyes.

" he's a lieing bastard" he yells starting the car again. I place my head down again.

" at least he told me the truth" I whisper, wanting to stick up for myself in some way.

" the truth? Like what Payton. Do you really think I would kill the only person you had. Didn't you believe me when I said that I love you" he asks his voice cracking slightly. I shake my head placing my head in my hands.

" no one loves me. The only one who loved me was Alex. Now she's gone" I whimper. I feel Harry take my hand in his intertwining our fingers.

" just hear me out Payton. Last night was not a good example at all" he says placing kisses on my knuckles. He's braking me....

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Harry stops the car and I finally lift my head to find its his house. He walks around to my door opening it, he offers his hand which I reject he looks down obviously hurt by my actions.

He closes the door behind me, he takes my hand taking me inside. I shiver at the thought of the last time I was here. He notices and pulls me more inside. He takes us upstairs towards his bedroom. I shake my head pulling back.

" no - no please, no I don't want to go in there" I squeal as he lifts me easily over his shoulder. He takes me into the room setting me down on the bed. I fall back causing him to chuckle softly. I place my arms over my eyes not wanting to look where I am.

" tell me what you are" I ask not caring any more. Not caring for the consequences or outcomes are.

" you really wanna know?" He asks feeling him stand from above me. I peak out to notice his staring down at me. His eyes slightly glowing. I nod covering my face again.

" first you have to trust me Payton. I didn't touch Alex. I swear I would never hurt you in that form" he says I feel the bed sink from beside me.

" why do I believe Jason more then you" I ask, Harry takes my arms away from my face, his face just above mine his eyes glowing silver.

" because he's stronger then myself" he speaks his breath hitting my face.

" he can make you believe things that aren't even real. And myself I can't make you forget things" he says bringing himself back now laying down. His arms find my waist pulling me up so my heads resting on his chest.

" just tell me what you are" I turn looking at him.

" I'm a demon Payton" he says. My eyes widen at his words, he cracks a small smile.

" have you ever changed infront of me?" I ask now sitting up still facing him laying down. He sits up taking my waist pulling me on top of him.

" many times" he whispers as I straddle him.

" what do you look like" I ask more interested then I intended.

" like Louis. We have a connection that makes us look like each other when were truly pissed" he says. I nod understanding a little

" why should I believe you" I ask driving my fingers along his covered chest.

" because you love me" he smiles against my shoulder.

" and I know you can't resist me baby" he whispers his lips pressed to my shoulder.

" well what if Jason or Arianna come up to me. Expecting me to hate you" I ask he brings his face infront of mine.

" let me deal with them. I though Arianna surely learnt her lesson" he mutters more to himself. I shove his chest, frowning at him.

" don't do anything else to her. She's had enough" I say warning him.

" tell zayn that babe. He's the one involved with the brat" he chuckles, I roll my eyes climbing off of him.

" soo you forgive me" his hands are soon around my waist pulling me to him.

" nope" I say popping the p. he chuckles into my back....