Boys like you *Harry Styles*

Chapter 25

SORRY I HAVNT POSTED IN SUCH A LONGGG TIME!
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Harry's P.O.V

I slouched into my chair, ignoring the numerous gazes that now fell upon me. Zayn nudged into my side, urging me to speak. I looked up at all the vacant faces, all of them wondering why i had called a last minute meeting. I had been so wrapped up in me and Scarlet that i had monumentally forgotten that i was part of a gang. I had no interest in this life anymore, but that didn't mean i could just walk away from it. It was who i was. It was in my blood. I couldn't change.

"Where the fuck is Lana?" I asked, looking around the room to see if i had missed her.

"Don't know." Clyde shrugged. "She's never around anymore. She's always busy."

"She's your sister...you don't know anything?" I hissed, looking at him coldly.

He shook his head, seeming disinterested in his sister. "Who gives a fuck anyway, she's a chick, what use is she to us?"

I chuckled lowly and stood to my feet, shaking out my loose and damp curls. "She's got more balls than you, mate."

"Yeah, yeah." He scoffed angrily. "Why don't you just tell us why we are here?"

I paced back and forth, tightly clenching my fists in order to calm my growing anger. I was anxious, on edge and i had this horrible feeling deep inside that something bad was coming. My mind was clouded. I couldn't think of anything other than keeping Scarlet safe. Nothing else mattered. I came to a halt in the center of the room, towering above them all as i took my rightful role as leader. Surprised at how quickly they all took notice. I couldn't lie...i had missed this kind of power. I had missed the feeling of being in control...of being feared.

"Jack's working for Charlie. Which means we need to take him out. Not just him...Tommy too. Jack, we can beat. But Jack with Charlie in his corner, we can't. So we need a plan. We need to strike when they least expect it. If we take out the leaders...the gang falls apart."

Zayn stepped forward, looking at me with concern filled eyes. He shook his head, sighing heavily as he ran his hand over his head. "You can't kill Tommy." He insisted.

"And why can't i?" I asked, cocking my head to the side as i stared at him blankly.

"Because, Harry. He's Scarlet's best friend and she would never forgive you." He whispered, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"I can't let my feelings for Scarlet get in the way of business. She doesn't have to know, this fight is mine, not hers. We'll wait until Christmas is over, then we end this fight. Once, and for all."

I felt my stomach twist into knots at the thought of her hating me. But i knew deep down that it had to be done. If Jack was working for Charlie, who's to say Tommy wasn't as well. Scarlet trusted him, but i didn't. Zayn was just about to reply, but before he had the chance too, my phone began to ring. I pulled it from my pocket and looked down at the screen to see Scarlet's name flash across my screen. My finger brushed over the answer button, and i instantly brought the phone to my ear.

"Hello, princess." I breathed, nodding my head as i excused myself from the room.

"Hi." she sweetly giggled, making my cold heart flutter.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Mhm." She insisted. "But i need a favor. My dad is in town and he wants to meet you. Will you come for dinner?" She gulped heavily and i knew instantly that she was nervous.

My eyes widened at the thought, but i found myself agreeing.

Meeting her dad...this should be interesting.

I already know he won't like me. No one ever does; but i'm willing to make the effort, for Scarlet.

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Scarlet's P.O.V


I sat in the back of the taxi with my dad, sighing heavily when the driver pulled into the car park of the restaurant my dad had chosen. It was a little out of town, which i was happy about. It meant we wouldn't have any awkward run in's with the wrong people. My dad paid the driver as i stepped outside, the cold winter wind now stinging my aching skin. I was nervous about Harry meeting my dad, both of them were extremely over protective and i desperately wanted them to get along. Harry was in my life now, and nothing my dad could say would be able to change that. I make my own decisions.

I walked ahead, hurriedly heading inside and into the warmth. My eyes scanned around for an empty booth, but what they landed on was something i never expected to see. Louis...and Lana, here together; holding hands and kissing. My mouth fell open, and when Louis looked around and spotted me, he looked like he had seen an unwelcome ghost. My dad came in behind me, placing his hand on my lower back. I looked over my shoulder, forcing a smile.

"Erm, dad, why don't you go find a booth. I've just spotted a friend from school." I insisted, flashing him a reassuring smile.

He nodded his head and placed a soppy kiss to my cheek, glancing over me to take a look a Lana and Louis. I watched on, making sure he was as far away from me as possible before i charged towards their table. They looked at me in panic, but their hands never let go. I shook my head, placing my hands on the table they sat at. I couldn't get my head around it. I thought they were enemies.

"How long?" Was all i managed to mumbled.

"Months." Lana mumbled, and i was shocked by just how vulnerable she seemed. "Please don't tell Harry."

My eyes widened and my heart raced when i saw the familiar, black range rover pull into the car park. I watched on as he got out of the car, anger now filling his crystal green eyes; anger like i had never seen before. He glared at me through the window, and for the first time ever, i didn't recognize the person staring back at me. I looked down, my glazed eyes now meeting Louis'.

"Well, i won't. But i have the feeling he will find out for himself." I whispered, panic laced in my tone as my mouth ran dry.

"How?" He asked, confusion filling his bright blue eyes.

"He's just pulled up outside....and i think he has already spotted you." Breathing out i pointed towards the door.

"Shit. Louis, Louis he is going to kill us. I told you that keeping us a secret was a bad idea." I heard Lana whimper as my eyes drifted to the door that was now swinging open.

Harry came to a halt, looking right past me as his fists clenched; all his anger directed at Louis. He looked at him in hatred, hatred i never knew existed.

"Scarlet, please keep him calm." Louis begged, grabbing onto my hand.

"I'll try." I gulped, swallowing down the dry lump in my throat.

"TAKE YOUR FILTHY, SCUM HANDS OFF OF MY GIRLFRIEND." Harry screamed, causing the whole restaurant to fall silent.

Louis leaned over, whispering something in my ear as Harry headed our way. My heart momentarily stopped in fear and my stomach turned; i couldn't believe what he had just told me. I knew i had to stop Harry, but i didn't know if i could. The person heading toward us...wasn't the person i had fallen in love with.

"What the fuck are you doing here, with him?" Harry screamed, reaching his hand out to grab onto Lana's arm.

Louis stood to his feet, pushing Harry backwards. Harry laughed hysterically, tilting his head to the side as darkness filled his eyes. I reached out, trying to take hold of his hand, but he pushed me backwards. I could hear my dad call out my name, his calls getting louder and louder. I closed over my eyes and stepped forward once again.

"Harry, Harry please. Not in front of my dad." I croaked, pleading with him not to make a scene.

Silence fell and my eyes flickered open, his eyes now burning into mine. I could see him slowly calm down, but then Lana stood to her feet, making her way towards him. Harry's head shot back around and his body tensed as she moved closer.

"Harry...Louis and i..."

"Don't you dare, Lana. I swear to fucking god, if you have been sleeping with him - MOVE, I'M TAKING YOU HOME." Harry's angry tone caused me to jump back in fright as he grabbed onto her, pulling her roughly.

"LET GO OF HER." Louis screamed, but before he could say another word, Harry's fist collided with his jaw.

He took hold of Lana once again, and she was powerless against his strength. I knew i had to step in. He was being so rough, so unforgiving, so...heartless.

"HARRY! She's pregnant." I yelled, my eyes now filling with tears as i looked over my shoulder; my dad looking back at me with nothing but disappointment in his eyes.

Harry let go of her and stepped back, his eyes wide and glazed with anger as he stumbled backwards in shock. He paced back and forth, watching on as Lana rushed to Louis aid. He sniggered, letting out a frustrated scream before he looked at her and froze.

"Is it you? Huh? Are you the snitch?" He asked, with no emotion behind my eyes.

My head snapped up and my mouth dropped open. She wouldn't, would she?

"NO. No, Harry i wouldn't do that." She insisted, her blue eyes filled with sincerity; i knew it wasn't her.

"You know what?" He laughed sinisterly. "I'm not even going to waste my breath on either of you, because Clyde will kill you both when he finds out."

He flipped them off, leaving them with a bitter warning before he turned to face me. His eyes widened as sorrow and pain filled them. I tired not to, but i couldn't help it...i looked at him and i was disgusted by him. He stepped forward and i stepped back, my dad now pulling me away. Tears formed in my eyes, but i refused to let them fall. I shook my head, dropping my gaze to the floor before pulling away from my dads grip. I ran, ran towards the door and out into the cold and chilling air.

I couldn't breathe.

I placed my hands on my knees, gasping for air when i heard the door slam shut. I stood upright and heard his husky voice sounded from behind me.

"Are you angry with me?" He whispered anxiously.

I shook my head, turning to face him. Sighing deeply, i took a step forward.

"I'm not angry. I'm disappointed. Harry, If i had listened when people told me i shouldn't be with you, we wouldn't be together now." I replied quietly, unable to look him in the eyes.

"That's different, princess." Breathing heavily, he pulled me close, holding me so tightly i couldn't break free.

"How? How is it different?" I screeched, looking at him in disbelief.

"Because i love you." He painfully whispered.

"Look, look at them." I insisted, reaching my hand up to grab onto his jaw. I forced his head around, forcing him to look at the couple he had just broken. "They look in love to me."

His whole body tensed and his mouth pulled into a straight line. He looked away from them in disgust before burying his head into the crook of my neck. Did he really think i would forgive him so quickly? Yes, he was angry but he behaved like a child. He mad a scene in front of my dad, he ruined it. He ruined his one chance to show my dad the Harry that i know. The Harry that i was proud to call my boyfriend.

"Please don't hurt anyone, Harry. Please. Because i don't think i could be with someone who purposely inflicted pain on others." I whimpered, wrapping my fingers around his curls.

"It's who i am, Scar... i can't change." He insisted, pulling back to look at me.

I struggled, but finally freed myself from his grip. Breathing in deeply, i shook my head, stepping further and further away from him.

"No. You can change. You have changed, because right now you're not the person that i'm in love with. The problem is you don't want to change. You like the power, you like being feared...and tonight i feared you. Goodnight, Harry."

"Scarlet." He screamed painfully, reaching out to take hold of my hand.

"I said, goodnight." I demanded, turning on my heels as i allowed my tears to fall. How could he change so quickly?

"Please, don't leave me, baby." He whispered, causing my heart to ache.

I didn't know what to do. I loved him. I loved him more than anything, but could i really be with someone...someone like Charlie.

Because tonight, that's who he reminded me of.