The Styles Brothers | Harry Styles

Chapter 41.

I know he is lying. Why the hell is he lying to me? It must be really important since he has lie about it. I mostly want to yell at him for lying to me and punch him in his already ruined face, but I have to keep calm and just hear him out. I won't start a fight with him because there is no reason to such a thing, but he can't get mad at me if I ask a few questions.

''Oh.'' I just say and turn around.

''Are you mad at me now?'' He asks like he is actually offended by my actions.

''What if I am?'' I push.

''You have no reason to be mad at me.'' He raises his voice.

''God dammit Harry. Why do you always has to be so freaking loud?'' I turn around to face him again.

''I just am.''

''Stop it.''

''Stop what?''

''Stop being, that.'' I throw my hands in the air in the direction he is standing in.

''That? Don't you mean you have to stop being that?'' 

''What the hell are you talking about? You just beat up your own god damn brother and actually hurt yourself too. I don't like the violent side of you, hell no one likes that side.'' I admit.

''What about you then? I have never met a person as serious and annoying as you!'' He almost yells.

''And anyway you still keep crawling into my house.'' I finish his sentence.

God, did I really just say that? I know what I am saying is true, but I am just scared that he will break my neck or something now. He is angry, I can tell by the way his face is turning red, but I just think I made him even angrier by saying that. I guess he is not used to people facing him and actually tell him off. What he is saying may be true in his thoughts, but I actually have real friends and he doesn't. I've heard way to much bad about him already and almost every time I am in a conversation with someone they always tell me that they have either hooked up with Harry before and then he dumped them they day after or that he have been trying to get into their pants and when they told him no he spread lies about them telling everyone that they're a virgin or something like that.

''And you wanna know why? Because I haven't got laid in a long time and I need it badly. You're the only girl I know I haven't been with. You probably didn't wanted to hear that did you, but guess what, that's the truth.'' His words turns the knife around that is already placed in my heart.

''That is not true.'' I look down and take a deep breath.

''Yes Elizabeth, it is! I have no feelings towards you okay? I never had and I probably never will.'' He grabs his jacket from the chair and walks towards me.

''Oh sweet Elizabeth, don't be so sad. You didn't actually thought I had feelings for you, did you?'' He cups his hands around my face and tilt his head to the side.

I can't say anything. I am numb, completely numb. I should've listened to everyone who has warned me. He is no good and I would probably just end up with what I am now. I hate being a girl. Feelings always has to take over your life and then you'll just end up heart broken and alone.

''Don't touch me.'' I push his arms away and he giggles.

''You actually had feelings for me even though you haven't known me for more than about a week. Gosh you're so stupid.'' He smiles.

''And you're just like your brother.'' I say, almost whispering actually.

''Yes. Yes maybe I am.'' He starts to walk towards me again but I back off.

''Leave and take your shitty brother with you.'' I order.

''So you want me to leave Marcel here so you two can share cheek kisses. How sweet.'' Fuck, where did all of this come from?

''Take him with you as well. I don't want to have anything to do with you nor your family ever again.'' I say through my teeth.

All he does is just giggle a little and then he leaves the room...