Styles Brothers (A Dark Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 4

I woke up to my alarm; it’s time to go to that cursed university again. Since that event happened I’d never consider school as “school”, it’s like I’m living in the hell.

*Flashback*

“What?” I desperately ask, Harry grins at me and grab me by the waist, the heat of his body is hitting on my trembling ones again, “Don’t complain on what we’re going to do with you.” My mouth hangs open. “Deal?” Hazza asks as if he’ll going to accept my answer if I say no.  “Like what, when you kill me I’m just going to stand there and do nothing?!” Harry kisses my neck and gives me a trail until he met my lips. I struggle on his hold, I reach his hands and I strongly release but it doesn’t help anything. He just kept on gripping tighter. “AS IF we’re going to kill you babe.” Harry responds, “Maybe we’ll kill you by the use of pleasure.” Hazza cheekily added. “NO.” I sternly answered, and attempt  to push him away again. “Then we’re not leaving this room babe, well it’s alright for us, it’s fun.” So do I ever have a damn choice? “UGH FINE THAT SHIT!” my sharp voice filled the room. The brothers smirk at me,

“Now what are the both of you waiting?”

“Lad here’s the key open it.”

Harry reach his pocket, still body pressing into mine and gets the key, he then threw it to Hazza and catches it effortlessly. Hazza grins at me, and raises his eyebrow signing as, it’s open. I walk towards the door and I felt the brothers follow me as I passed them.

Later then, I reach my hanky on my side pocket of my pants, suddenly it slips out of my hand. Gullible hanky, er.  I lowered down to get it from the floor but Hazza hurried to my place and gets it before I could do it. He handed me my hanky and I pulled it, I was thinking that he already loses his hold on it, but it wasn’t, the pulled action I made, make him go with it hitting my chest. I wouldn’t be barely thinking where would I get breast cancer soon after. If they only know, it hurts dude. Hazza took the chance of my frozen position, he kisses my lips, “It’s so sweet babe, by the way…” he encloses my unrestrained annoyed hands and put the blue cloth which dropped the floor earlier. I controlled my temper, remembering the deal and walks along the hallway with them. I notice that there aren’t any students on the path, to be expected we’re already late.

*End of flashback*

I put my clothes on as I finished taking a bath; I went out of my room and walks ‘til I reach the kitchen room. It’s so normal for me to wake up without seeing my parents in any parts of the house. As what I’ve said, they’re working here, but not staying here for so long because their duty is so early and came home so late.

I ate my breakfast and went to the university, it rains when I exactly reach the place, good thing I have my jacket on the locker, so my feet brought me there, I was about to open it when a hand was placed on my locker door causing, not letting me to open it. I tilted my head and found 3 great-looking and affluent girls on my side.  “Any problem?” I started, one of the girls with heavy make-up and hair on the side raises an eyebrow to me, “Yes. You bitch.” I felt the fear climbing up on me but I’m trying to resist it. I didn’t answer and try to walk away but the girl who’s lately placing her hand on my locker door  unexpectedly pulls my wrist. “Bitch WE’RE talking to you.” She disjuncts her hand and place it now on my hair, grabbing it and pulling it closer to her. “What are you doing?!” I protested,