Resist (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve

Harry picked me up in the morning and I got in the passenger side.

"How did you sleep?" He asks in his sleepy morning voice.

"Terrible, and you?" I mumble.

"Same as you, why didn't you sleep love?" He asks looking at me. I take a deep breath ignoring the fact he called me 'love'.

"Do you think Adam will really try and hurt me?" I ask.

"Maybe there's no way of kno- holy shit!" He shouts and his mouth falls open as we pull into the parking lot. I follow his eyes to see what he was looking at and I gasp. My car. My black GT mustang covered in red paint.

"Oh my god!" I scream and get out of Harry's car to look at the vandalism. Harry followed close behind.

You look at the side of your car in red paint it says "soon" . Harry starts laughing.

"Sounds like something from a cliché horror movie. 'Soon'" he mocks.

"Yeah hilarious." I snap at him in sarcasm and drag my finger against the paint. Wipes right off. "We'll at least it isn't permanent."

Harry finally gets serious, "are you okay?" He asks.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be?"

"Well your ex wants to kill you, that would make me a bit uneasy..." He raises an eyebrow. I laugh.

"It's probably just empty threats. Adam wouldn't hurt me." I say still laughing. Harry's eyebrows furrow together.

"Adam wouldn't hurt you?" He scoffs. "Who caused you so much pain that he made you do this?" He asks and points at my scarred wrists. My face drops and Harry realized he crossed a line. "I'm sorry Abby, but he WOULD hurt you, he DID hurt you. I'm starting to think that it isn't just empty threats." He lowers his face down so it's next to mine.

"No no, let her think that. It will be easier for us." I hear a voice shout from behind me. My head snaps toward the voice. Zayn.

"Stay away from her." Harry's voice was threatening and sent chills down my spine as he stepped in front of me. If I didn't know Harry I would be terrified of him. He was tall, very very muscular, had tons of tattoos and his voice was very intimidating.

"Sorry I can't. I would stay out of it if you don't want to end up getting hurt also." He smirks and walks away.

Harry turns around and faces me.

"Harry you should leave me alone.... It's my battle not yours." I whisper and start walking towards the campus.

Harry grabs my arm and spins me towards him.

"I said I'm going to keep you safe. I plan on following that." He says gently and walks with me into English class.

Liam sits next to Harry and I which probably wasn't a good idea. Harry was already on edge, he didn't need Liam adding on to it.

"Hey Abby what happened to your car?" He frowns at me.

"Someone painted on it." I whisper as out professor starts talking.

"What kind of terrible person would do that?" He whispers back.

"Yeah, what kind of terrible person would do that?" Harry snorts. I elbow him.

"Are you implying that it was me?" Liam asks Harry.

"Did I say that it was you?" Harry snaps.

"No but-"

"Stop it guys! Harry it wasn't Liam, Liam would never do that." I whisper and face back forward.

Harry and Liam shut up until the end of class.

"Abby." Harry yells after me.

"What?!" I turn around.

"It was Liam."

I laugh at him.

"I'm serious he had red paint on his hands, what does that tell you?" He smirks.

My eyes widen. "When did you become Mr. Detective?" I sneer.

"Ever since I took Forensic Science. But I don't think you should stay at your apartment with Liam next door. It's not safe."

I couldn't argue with that. "Then where do I stay?" I ask.

"At my house."

"No no no. If its some trick to get me to sleep with you it isn't going to work."

He rolls his eyes "As great as that would be I know You would never sleep with me. You can sleep on my couch, Or in my bed and Ill sleep on the couch." He states.

I sigh and agree.