My Bully's my Babysitter (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

I woke up, my eyes trying to focus out of fuzziness. As my eyes steadied I saw Harry, looking straight down into my eyes. I gasped, and backed up into the bed head, like a rat scampering away from a trap. I whimpered under my breath, and pulled the covers to my nose.

"S-stay away Harry" I warned weakly.

"I'm sorry..." he apologized. I looked him in the eyes searching for sincerity. I shook it off rubbing my eyes.

"No Harry! Y-Your Bi-Polar!" I screamed. His eyeborws furrowed, in confusion. He pulled the covers down from my face.

"I'm really sorry I didn't mean too..." he whimpered. I shook my head once again. Lies, lies, lies.

"Get out" I pointed to the door.

"Huh?" he questioned confused,

"Get  Out" I said slower.

"Ev. Can't we just talk this over?" he reasoned.

"No! We can't, I'm sorry I'm done with this-this, whatever this is. My life isn't a joke, I'm not a joke. You guys can't just throw me around like a rag doll. Now...get out" I hopped out of bed, and marched to the bathroom.

"When I come out, you better be gone" I warned, then closing the door. 

"EV! WE CAN TALK! C'MON PLEASE!" he pleaded his fists banging on the door. I shook my head and ignored his comment, picked up a comb and began brushing the knots out of my hair.

"EVELYN VIVIAN PAYNE. YOUR BROTHER SENT ME HERE TO TAKE CARE OF YOU, AND THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I'LL DO. NOW GET OUT HERE THIS SECOND" he demanded, his pleading tone, turning into an angered low voice.

"1" he warned. I put down my paddle brush, and wrapped my hair in a ponytail. Shouls I come out? Nah, he can't do anything, anyways.

"2" he warned for the second time. I rolled my eyes, and sat up on the sink, grabbing my favorite teal nail polish from the shelf near me.

"3" he said in a deep voice. There was silence. Not one sound, not even a crickets fiddle, or a pin drops sound. He must of left or something. Harry came barging through the door. the door was ripped off it's hinges, leaving the door flat on the floor.

"I TRIED BEING NICE, BUT IT JUST WASN;T GOOD ENOUGH" he yelled, grabbing my wrist roughly, pushing me on the bed, then pointing an accusing finger at me.

"Evelyn, you never learn" he said in a pushed down angered tone, then marched out, slamming the door behind me. I ran to the door, and tried twisting it open, to late. The doors lock clicked from the other side. 

"WHAT THE HELL HARRY YOUR NOT MY MUM, LET ME THE HELL OUT!" I screamed, banging the door. No answer.

"HARRY!" I growled yelling banging my fists against the door repeatedly.

"YOU CAN;T JUST LOCK ME IN HERE FOREVER! LIAM'S GONNA COME EVENTUALLY!" I warned.

"OH YES I CAN" he snapped back, as I heard him twindling the keys, making a clanking sound.

"HAROLD EDWARD STYLES! THIS ISN'T FUNN BY ONE BIT, I'M TELLING LIAM WHEN HE COMES HOME!" I warned again. The door burst open, batting me across the room. Harry marched toward me, and crouched down to my level, pointing an accusing finger at me.

"If you tell Liam one word about this, you'll be in your grave before the first to words can slip out that smart little mouth of yours" he threatened, I gulped loudly and shook my head slowly, He marched away into the hallways slamming and locking the door behind him. I curled up in fetal position bauling into my shirt.

Now I get it...My Bully's my Babysitter...

HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLIES! I dedicided to update twice today. I really don't know why I was bored. I hope you guys are enjoying the story, butterflies. All those naughty characters like Asher, and 'Bi-Polar Harry' are all coming back. Hint-Hint. This book obviously isn't going to end any time soon, so don't worry about all that, just sit back, and enjoy! I hope you like this 'motherly' Harry, because watch out guys, he's mine, and he'll be a great father to my children. STAY AWAY FROM MY HAROLD, HE'S MINE. Jk Jk Jk, no but really.