Instant | Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 9

As we started to drive down the road, Harry turned the radio on; he let it play lightly in the background. I half expected one of his songs to come on, but thank god it didn't.

'How are you feeling?' Harry asked.

I ignored him, I was so angry with Ari and Rose for leaving me in the corridor. Why would they do that? I would never do something like that. Because I was now stuck in the car with one of the members of that stupid boy band. I just wanted to scream to let out all of my bottled anger. I kept getting myself too worked up; it is not good for my health.

'Hello, I asked if you are alright' he spoke a bit harsher.

'Yes I am fine for the thousandth time, there is no need for you to take me to the hospital' I spoke harshly.

Harry was really starting to annoy me now. Why couldn't he just have let me get the tube home? Did he not realise that I wasn't in the mood to talk to him why he couldn't just get that, I will never know.

'Can I ask you something' he spoke softly.

'What!' I bit back.

'Why were you at the concert if you weren't a fan, because the only reason I can think of is that you are a mother of a child who is a fan but you look too young to be a mother and you don't have a child with you, so?' He spoke.

'Of course I am not a mother I am only 18' I spoke, making sure he knew that he had offended me.

'Then why?' He asked me again.

Oh for god sake, does this boy ever give up.

'You really are nosey aren't you?' I questioned him.

He didn't answer, finally getting the hint. He turned and looked away from me, for the first time since we had got in the car. I decided to give in and try to make this less awkward and then maybe he would have shut up for good.

'I was at your stupid concert, because my best friends love you guys to death and needed someone to go with them, so I went alright, but just to make this clear I hate One Direction very very much' I told him harshly.

'And why do you hate me so much' he asked smugly.

Why was he being so smug I had just said I hated him.

'Not just you, but you the most, I hate your whole band I just don't see the big fuss over you' I retaliated.

'And has that changed since tonight' he almost chuckled.

'No, I hate you even more now because you hit me in the head with a door and now you are acting all smug' I literally shouted at him.

'Where here' he spoke changing the subject.

I must have upset him, because I had wiped that smug smile off his face after my harsh comment and I felt proud.

'There is no need for this just take me home' I demanded.

'No' he demanded back as he got out and opened my door.

'I am not moving' I said, standing my ground.

'Fine' he spoke.

Suddenly he picked me up and swung me over his shoulder and walked over to the A&E entrance. He walked in while I fisted his shirt and kicked my legs wildly in an attempt to be put down.

'PUT ME DOWN' I screamed still fisting his t-shirt.

He finally put me down in front of the reception grabbing a hold of my hand.