What Hurts The Most (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chap. 11

I stayed at Harry's place for a long time. The paparazzi would not go away! At least they stopped the banging on the door. Now they are just sitting in the yard. I called Kyle and told him what happened. I looked out the window and saw him pull into the garage. The paparazzi didn't bother Kyle. I shook my head. Its 8 and they will not fucking leave! I sat in the seat that was on the side of the couch and looked at my Facebook and there were pictures of Harry opening the door for a girl than him pushing paparazzi away than him closing the door. I realized that the girl, is me. I went to twitter and saw the tweets people said like, "She's pretty, she's ugly, she is perfect for Harry, and she must die!" I admit, it hurts but Harry and I are not going out! No! Never! Nope! Just friends! Nothing more! "Ivey?" I looked up and saw Harry. He got on his knees. "Ok Harry, you can purpose but I'm not saying yes." He rolled his eyes. "Ivey. I'm sorry that you are in the middle of this mess." Harry said as he put his down on the arm rest of the seat. I rolled my eyes. I ran my fingers through his hair, messing it up. "Hey! Its ok! We can be like those people who run away from the paparazzi and fan girls like in the movies and have fun!" Harry looked up and fixed his hair. "Sounds good to me!" He said. I looked out and the paparazzi were gone. Harry walked me back home and I went inside. "Gurl! You are all over twitter and Facebook!" Kyle screamed. I shook my head. "I know! Its crazy!" "Guess what's trending on twitter!?" Kyle said. "What?" "Hash tag... #HarryStylesunknowngirl." I rolled my eyes. "Can't believe I'm trending." I said. "This is going to be hard." Kyle nodded in agreement. "At least you're popular!" I shot Kyle a glare. "Yeah! the last thing I want to be!" I said. "I'm sorry." Kyle said. "Its ok. I think this could be a little fun." I said. I ran upstairs and showered. I threw on my sports bra and my shorty shorts. "Good night sweet cheeks!" I said. "Good night famous girl." "Shut up!" Kyle laughed as I went to bed and fell asleep.

I was thrown against the wall with the side of my face being crushed. Chris held my arms tightly and if he thrusts up, it will hurt more than hell. His nose brushed from my shoulder, to my neck, than to my ear. "You piece of shit!" He trusted my arms up and I was on my toes. I felt his hand go on the back of my head and he crushed my face into the wall. He let go of my arms. He shoved my face into the wall than backed up. "Hold still. If you move than you're dead." I nodded. I saw him put on his soccer shoes. They were a little more sharp on the bottoms than suppose to. He ran and the cleats in his shoes went in my back. I screamed in pain. "This is fun!" He said. He pulled out and I felt the blood trickle down my back. He did it again but this time he pulled his foot down. After he pulled out, he threw me to the ground. His foot hit my thighs than-

I sat up and screamed. I felt something trickle down my back. I touched it and it was sweat. Kyle ran in with his bat. "I found my bat and I'm ready to fight!" I rolled my eyes. He walked over to me. "You ok?" I rubbed my face. "I thought if we moved away than the dreams would stop! But they won't! Its pissing me off!" "Hey. Its ok. "What was this dream about?" "When he stabbed me with his cleats." Kyle sighed. "That was awful. You had a lot of stiches!" I nodded. "Well its time to go get ready for work." He left as I showered and I looked at the little scars on my thighs that remained from what Chris did. I threw on my work clothes. I straightened my hair and let it down. I walked downstairs and Kyle tossed me a breakfast burrito. I ate it and he left. I was walking past Harry's house when he yelled out of his window at me. "Hey! You need a ride?" He asked. "If its not a bother!" I yelled. He ran out and he had his new shoes on and was fully dressed. "I can give you a ride every day if you want?" I shook my head. "No. I don't want you to get up early in the mornings just to drive me places." I got in his car as he started to drive off. "No! Its no big deal! If your work started at 3 in the morning than I'll drive you in my bunny slippers and my pajamas." I smiled. He mumbled something under his breath. "What?" I asked. "Nothing." He said. "Harry, what did you say?" I asked. "Nothing!" I was irritated because I really want to know. "Harry tell me now or I'll... I'll won't go to lunch with you!" He looked at me. "Yeah! What ever!" I looked at him. "Wanna bet!?" I said. He looked at me. "Are you serious?" He asked. "I'm dead serious." "I don't believe you!" I looked away. "Fine! I won't go to lunch with you and I won't talk to you!" He rolled his eyes. "What ever!" "Harry! Tell me!" "No!" I knew I was going to make him tell me one way or another. He stopped in from of the Nike store. "Have a good day! I'll be back for lunch!" I didn't say anything. I got out and didn't even make eye contact. he rolled his window down. "Are you really serious about this?" He yelled. I ignored him and walked into work. An order of new and brightly colored practice jerseys came in so I had to take the old ones and put them on clearance than put the new ones in. I texted Kyle what was going on between me and Harry so he was able to get off of work a little early. He brought me some pizza and I ate. I was finishing putting jerseys away when Harry came in with a hat and a different pair of sunglasses. I put up the last jersey and snuck into the back. I sat in a corner as far away as I could from the door. Harry texted me. "I know where you are! Don't think I'm not afraid to come in and find you!" I texted back. "I already ate! Ha!" He texted back. "Well you can come and watch me eat. Ha!" I looked through a small opening between a few boxes and saw the door back out to the store. I watched as Harry stood there. After a while, he said, "Ok! You won't come out!? I'm coming in!" He weaved around a few shelves and started to head in my direction. I slowly and quietly went under a self and tip toes away from him. The suspense was killing me. I felt like I was in Slender Man. I was the one holding the flash light and Harry's Slender Man. I was freaked out when I played the game. I couldn't sleep for about a month! I even thought about buying a small hand gun! I walked around a corner and I hit my funny bone on a metal bar. "Ow!" I yelled but I covered my mouth. "I hear you!" Harry said. I walked quickly away and I was close to the door. "Where are you?" He said. I could tell he was close behind me. I ran for it and Harry turned the corner. He ran after me. I ran as hard as I could. Before I could make the exit, Harry's arm wrapped around my waist and he spun me around. "Oh no you don't!" He put me on my feet and Threw me over his shoulder. "You can watch me eat. As long as we are together." He said. I rested my elbow on the back lower part of his shoulder and rested my chin on my hand. My other hand just swayed back and forth. I shook my head. We walked out and he put me in his car. I was quiet the whole way. He tried to talk to me but I would look away and not talk. Harry finished eating and sighed. "Please talk to me woman!" I looked at him. "Will you tell me what you said on my way to work?" "No." I turned my head away. "You are so stubborn." I smirked. We got in his car and on my way back to work, he sighed. "Ok fine! I'll tell you what I said!" I looked at him. "Go on." "I don't sleep with pajamas." I looked at him. "That's it? So what!? Kyle doesn't either! He sleeps with boxers!" "No but that's not exactly what I said." "Well than what did you say!?" I begged. "I sleep... Naked." I turned around and tried to hold back my laughter. "Ok you now know! Now you have to talk to me... How it funny!?" I shook my head. "I don't know!" I laughed. He started to laugh with me and I snorted like a little piggy. I was embarrassed but Harry laughed even harder and I did too. After that My face was red. "That was embarrassing!" I said as he pulled up to the store. "Its ok! As long as you're talking to me again than I'm good." I smiled. "Well I better get going. Bye Harry!" I got out. he rolled down the window. "Bye my little piggy!" I turned and glared at him trying to hid my smile. He laughed and drove away. I walked back into work and check on my shoes. They will be in in 3 days! I'm excited! I unloaded running shirts and shoe strings the rest of the day. I was proud of my work. After that, Harry picked me up and took me home. We drove by and paparazzi were in his drive way. "There they are! Quick! Into the vans!" They shouted. Harry stepped on the gas pedal and we raced away trying to get away from the paparazzi. It was really intense. "Wow! You sure can race them!" I said. "Oh this is nothing! Hold on!" I tightened my seat belt and the car roared and we went faster. "Wow! Its got some power!" Harry looked at me. "Some?!" I rolled my eyes. "Ok a lot of power!" We lost them after about a few minuets. We took another way and he dropped me off at my flat. It was 9. I walked in and Kyle stood there. He smirked as I grabbed some steak that he made for dinner. "What?" I asked. "How was the car chase down?" I looked at him. "What?" He gave me his phone and there were pictures of the back of Harry's car. "Oh my God! What do they want?" I said. "They want to see who you are!" I shook my head. "Its hard but I have to admit, it was fun!" I finished my steak. "I'm going to bed." I said. "Ok! Night trouble maker." I rolled my eyes. "Good night weirdo!" I threw on my bra and shorty shorts. It made me think how Harry sleep naked. I silently laughed. I stopped and fell asleep.