My Bully's my Babysitter (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 22

"Hello do you have Harold Edward Styles here?" I asked the cake faced lady at the front desk. 

"Yes we do" she replied flatly, returning to her Tiger Beat magazine. I slammed my hands down on the counter.

"So by any chance, would you like to, I don't know, tell me where he is?" I snapped back. She smacked her magazine down on the counter, and pushed up her glasses, smudging some of her masacara.

"Nah" she replied rudly, then retuning to her magazine. 

"Evelyn" a raspy voice said behind me. I turned to see Harry, and two police men standing by him.

"You can go son" one man said unlocking his cuffs. One man stood close by me.

"Watch out for this one. He's got a record" he warned. A prison record? He must be joking...right? One man pushed Harry toward me, harshly. Harry glared at him angrily. I walked to the front desk.

"Do you have Harold Edward Styles record?" I asked the cake face once again.

"And who might you be?" she challenged. I looked back to see Harry sitting by the two cops a they questioned him by the seats. I turned as I made sure he wasn't looking.

"I'm Evelyn Vivian Payne" I replied. She pushed up her glasses once again and searched her computer.

"No prison record" she mumbled.

"He has no record of any kind?" I asked curiously.

"No you, I'm checking you" she said rudely. She bent down and opened a file drwer with about 1000 files. Her fingers skipped to S, and pulled out a file.

"Here's his records. Now shoo" she waved her hand at me. I scoffed t her and grabbed it shoving it in my bag. 

"Come on Harry" I told him. He glared at the officers, then got up and sped to the car with me.

"I'm gonna go to take a shower" Harry huffed as he marched though the door. 

"Okay" I replied simply, waiting for him to leave. He marched up stairs hurridly. I pulled out the filed from my purse, and opened it. Papers flew out all over the place. I jumped to the floor to pick them up.

"Ev where's the-" he was cut off by glaring at the papers. He ran down the stairs in his towel, tying the end in a not around his waist. He dashed to pick them up.

"Harry wait. It's okay I'll pick it up!" I scolded.

"No No. It's okay" he jumped to pick them up. He took one in his hand, and glared at it. His face turned tomato red, and looked up at me. I twindled my fingers nervously.

"You have no right digging inot my buisness" he huffed angrily, slowly getting up, his knuckled turning white.

"H-H-Harry..." I warned backing away. He crumpled the paper with one hand, and dropped it slowly walking towards me, until I was backed into a corner. He pinned my wrists above my head,

"Why?" he grinded his teeth,

"H-Harry s-stop y-your scaring m-me" I cried.

"DON'T YOU TRUST ME?!" he yelled, his face turning red. His eyes turned dark green, wait no, they were BLACK. Completely BLACK, not one shade of green in sight.

"WELL DO YOU?" He pressed harder, 

"HUH?!" he scolded choking me. I shook my head, as best as I could. He let go, as I landed on the floor with a thud, I choked, rubbing my sore neck, hacking. He kicked me in the stomach, causing me to hack even more.

"H-a-a-rry St-hop!" I cried, until my everything became fuzzy, and I heard my heart beats beating against my chest, My hearing was blacked out, and my eyes slowly shut.

Hope you like the chapter! Naughty Evelyn. Doesn't she know never to dig into a man's buissness? Harry how could you?! I'm doing this new thing now, whoever comments first, get's the dedication. Btw I would like to thank @wolvesrock7 for adding me as a character in her story, thank you so much. I really do appreciate all of you, I don't know anyway I can show it anymote, I think I've dedicated it to about everyone that commented or voted. I see you guys like to see who will comment first so. Whoever get's here reads, and comments first gets the dediction to the next chapter. It's a race to the end :P Also sorry for the long ass author's not. ENJOY MY BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLIES/BITCHES :D