Drive. - Harry Styles

Chapter Five

(PLEASE BEFORE READING AND THINKING I AM CRAZY, NOTE THAT MOST EVENTS AND THOUGHTS IN THIS FAN FICTION ARE BASED ON A TRUE STORY. ALSO I AM CHANGING THE NAME 'HAYDEN' TO 'NICK' DUE TO PERSONAL ISSUES. THANK YOU XOXO)  

ALSO I AM SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER, BUT I WILL BE DOUBLE UPDATING TODAY XO 

"What were you thinking?" The words came out louder then I had planned 

"Talk shit, get hit." 

"Your seriously making a joke right now?" What is he thinking? He pulled into his flat, of course. 

"Your staying the night."  No, no I am not. 

"No." I said while he climbed out of the vehicle, I remained sitting in the passenger seat as he walked around to my side. 

"Just come outside." He said while opening the door, I found myself climbing out and slamming the door behind me. "You do not control me, I can stay somewhere else." 

My eyes widened as he pulled me over his shoulder. Who does this fucking kid think he is? "Let go!" I protested while hitting his back. It obviously wasn't damaging him one bit, but I thought id give it a try. Fine. One night. I'll sleep on the sofa, and leave early in the morning. The people in the lobby gave Harry unusual looks, they're probably used to him constantly bringing girls home with him. They glared at me as Harry put me down and opened his door. 

"You can have my bed." He muttered. 

"No, thats okay." I said while walking over to the couch. 

"Don't be difficult, just take my bed." He spat. I stood up and followed him to his bedroom. He had a simple white duvet laid across the mattress, it looked unbelievably comfortable. 

"I forgot my things at Jordans." I said while turning to face him, "Here" he says while walking over to the large wooden dresser, he pulled out a plain black t-shirt and held it in front of him. I snatched the clothing from his fingers and walked into the bathroom. I changed, leaving on just the long t-shirt and my hot pink lace knickers. Great. I left my clothes in a pile in his bathroom. He was now in track pants and a white shirt. He gasped while looking at me, "What.." I stuttered at my words, a smirk came upon his lips. He sat on the couch with his feet up on the table, flicking through the channels. 

"You can sit down you know" I laughed and sat beside him, I was evenly away from him. 

He swung his arm around me, pulling me in closer to him. It felt like he switched the channel every 3 seconds. 

"Can we talk about what happened, you know.. With you and Nick" my voice was shaky, I was so nervous for his answer. He removed his arm from my shoulder, and started picking at his nails. He looked down at his hands nervously. He furrowed his eyebrows, his lips became into a light frown. 

"He got on my nerves." 

"So you just beat him up.." 

"He was saying things about my family." 

"What was he saying.." 

"This conversations over." He says while walking into the hall, he opened the closet and pulled out a white blanket and walked back to the couch; laying it out. He held out his hand for me to take, I accepted the gesture as he walked me to his bedroom. 

"There is suppose to be a blizzard tonight.." He said while pulling the sheets back, allowing me to climb in. I hated storms, I hated the fact of power being out and being stuck places. It just terrified me. I sat on the bed and pulled the covers over my legs, 

"I'm not very good with storms.." I say while looking up at him, he had a grin plastered on his face. "If you need anything ill be in the living room" He says while he flicks the light off and closes the door. I laid in bed for what seemed like forever, staring at the ceiling.