Shory [short stories]

Harry, my worst night mare

Was this actually happening? Harry was in tears at my doorstep? Harry Styles.. The boy that had bullied me for the past 3 years.

“I think I love you” he stuttered, wiping a tear from under is eye.

He was standing on my doormat in his school uniform. I shook my head and replied simply

 “you’ve got the wrong person, Jenifer lives 4 houses that way”

Jenifer’s the most popular girl at school. She’s smart, sporty, pretty but her only flaw… she used to date Harry Styles. Ugh.

I pointed down my street to a big navy blue house with a porch. Then I slammed the door shut and ran upstairs to my room. Seconds later, there was another knock on at the door.

Why won’t he leave me alone! I didn’t do anything! I thought to myself as I hoped off my bed and leant over to my window to see how it was. Yep, it was Harry again. I shouted from my bedroom window “please go away.” What did he want with me? I took my time to get to the door; after all, it was only the boy who I dreaded seeing every day. When I opened the door I didn’t have time to say anything before he muttered something

“I’m sorry”

“why are you here? It’s bad enough you go to the trouble to embarrass me and bully me at school let alone in the comfort of my own home. Just leave, or I’ll call the cops.” I said confidently before slamming the door in his face again. But the door didn’t slam. Harry jarred his foot in-between the door.

“please” he shouted.

 He pushed the door open and took a step towards me. I gasped softly. Was he going to hurt me? “harry please stop. Harry!” I yelled. He came closer and I started to scream. He’d hurt me before school once, so I can’t imagine what he would try to do when I’m home alone.  

“I’m not going to hurt you” He whispered as he cover my mouth with his hand.

“then why are you here? To call me names? To threaten me? To make fun of how I look, how I dress, how I walk, how I speak, how-” his lips bashed against mine; interrupting me. I pulled myself away from his kiss quickl. In shock, I pushed his and he fell over

“no, I’m here to tell you.. that I think.. um.. I think that.. Y/N I think I love you” He said after he had gotten up onto his feet again. I laughed at him and told him to stop making fun of me.

“I know this is just another one of your jokes. What happened this time? You got dared? I bet Jason made you do it” I laughed.

“Y/N I’m serious? Why do you believe me?!” he yelled, placing to hands on either side of my shoulders and shaking me.

“oh, I don’t know Harry?” I said sarcastically “maybe because ever since I’d moved to this school” I pointed at his chest where the school emblem was and pressed it hard, hurting him.

“you’ve bullied me and made my life a misery. Do you know how many times I’ve come home crying because of you? Did you know that the day my brother past away you pushed me to the ground, laughed at me and emptied your water-bottle over me and I spend the rest of the day in damp clothes so I was laughed at for the whole day. Did you know that every day you made me want to kill myself. I have put up with your bullshit for long enough Harry, and I’m not going to stand for it any longer. I’m not going to let you run my life anymore, you’re pathetic and if you think that this is funny, I’d suggest running because I’m coming for you and you’re going to regret making my life hell.

Harry just stood there with his eyes wide open, shaking his head. Then he looked up at me and began to say something “Go. Run.” I shouted pointed to the door.