Suicidal (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Fists

They started cracking up. "Omg" I said covering my eyes, embarrassed. Harry set me in the front seat the the range rover, the boys piling up in the back, and Harry getting into the drivers side. "Truthfully y/n, we where too busy tryin to take care of you." Harry said, putting his hand on my leg. "Haz, speak for yourself. Y/n, you got a pretty nice rack." He said giving me a wink. I leaned into the back seat and smacked him. The whole ride home they joked about seeing me naked. It was so embarrassing. Once we got to their apartment, Harry ran over to my side of the car. He picked me up carrying me to the front door. "You know Harry, I can walk. " "I like carrying you." He said giving me a wink. Zayn unlocked the door, motioning for Harry to walk in. As we entered the doorway, I saw a person. Before I could register who it was, I was thrown onto the couch and Harry was on top of the person.

It was Levi. Harry fists were connecting to his face over and over again. I was in shock. Sure I hated Levi and wanted him to get the shit beat out of him, but the way Levi's blood was splattering onto Harry's face and shirt was terrifying. I never thought that I would ever be afraid of Harry until now. The boys finally pulled Harry off of Levi, who was unconscious. Harry was covered with blood. His face looked emotionless. He was fighting the boys saying "I'm gonna kill him!" He yelled. "Harry, I know but your scaring y/n." Liam said trying to calm him down. By that time, tears were filling my eyes. Harry's face became dramatically softer as he looked at me. The boys let go of him as he walked over to me. It scared me even more. "Y/n." he said with a soft expression. He reached out to me, but failed as I ran out the front door, sobbing.