Possessive Boyfriend [ Harry Styles Fan Fic ]

Possessive Boyfriend {Chapter 1}

Harry never was like that.

When I met him he was sweet, funny, and he trusted me. But with the passage of time his behavior was changing. He looked me with suspicion in his eyes, I walked away from the whole world, my friends, my loved ones, until it all came to nothing. I need talk to more people, have a social life outside of Harry and cameras.

Because they were just that. The cameras.

In front of them Harry was the most charming guy in the world, smiling and everyone believed him. But outside, he was a monster.

I love him, however much he hurt me, I love him. And nothing could change that.

But I needed a change. I needed Harry realized that behaving this way only was destroying our relationship. His possessiveness was a cancer in our relationship.

"Maya, are you listening?" Amber asked.

I smiled. I nodded and looked out the window. I saw a photographer in the trees of the park, taking pictures as a bit psychotic. I sighed, I was so tired of this life.

"What's up? Again Harry?" She asked taking a sip of her coffee.

I lowered my head and sighed. Tears threatened to leave, but I forced myself not to cry.

"Yesterday we discussed." I whispered.

"Why?"

"By the same old thing." I admitted.

Our discussions were becoming more constant, and also his possessiveness attacks.

"Again? When was the last time? Four days ago?" She said. "The other time was for the restaurant waiter, what now?"

"For a pizza delivery." I added.

I looked at Amber. The concern was in her eyes. I knew she felt bad for me, but she couldn't do nothing to change the situation.

"You have to do something, Maya. You can't continue like this." She said.

I sighed. But I refused to think about having to get away from Harry to be happy. Harry was all I had. If I walked away from him, what do I have left? Still, I knew that Amber was right. Things soon get worse and then I couldn't do anything.

* ~ *

"Where have you been?" Harry asked me when I get into house.

And here it comes again.

I put the bags down and looked at him. He wore a black tracksuit trousers and a white shirt. He looked so handsome. So innocent.

"I went out with Amber." I said.

He frowned.