Possessive Boyfriend [ Harry Styles Fan Fic ]

Possessive Boyfriend {Chapter 5}

Third person's P.O.V

Harry hit the man's face.

Everyone in the bar turned to look at them. Damn. They had made a bet. He had won. He wants his money. And the old man refused to pay.

Maybe hit him was not the best solution, but he needed to get his anger. He wanted to stop thinking about Maya, but in his head she was just. Maya. And then he remembered that message. He thought that Zayn could drove her up to her house, both laughing and talking.

And that only increased his anger .

He hit the man again.

"I want you to pay me. Fuck. " He shouted.

Harry was blind. He beat him like there was no end.

Until he felt the hands of the other mens about their body and get him away from the man .

The man on top of the pool table was bleeding from the nose with the left eye closed due to swelling. Everyone in the bar watched him, some with fear, some with surprise. The owner came out from behind the bar and went to help the injured man.

He looked at Harry and shouted that he would not ever be welcome.

Harry smiled. Hypocrite. Of course he would not go again. He didn't need his money.

He walked away from the mens who held him and climbed the stairs to the outside. The knuckles ached. Now he just had to go home.

He want to see Maya.

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Maya's P.O.V

Instantly I closed my eyes when I felt a lump behind me on the bed. I knew it was Harry . But I do not want to deal at this hour of the night with another useless discussion about Harry nonsense.

I noticed a strong smell of alcohol. The second thing I noticed was grabbing Harry's hand tightly around my waist, pressing me against him.

I closed my eyes tighter.

I felt his breath hit my ear. He left a kiss on the crook of my neck, and then I felt him rest his head on my neck .

I stood still for a few seconds. Thinking about when was the last time Harry had treated me well .

Tender, sweet, loving , close .

The last few weeks everything was growing colder, more distant . I hardly knew Harry. I could hardly differentiate Harry Styles of this new Harry Styles. Now he was a person suspicious, cold , or even doesn't trust his best friends , not even trust his girlfriend. He did not trust me.

I needed her love. I missed him . I missed everything about him.

His kisses , his touch, his reassuring smiles . Everything .

But it seemed that Harry would never return .

It seemed that everything was over.

"This is for you, Maya. " He whispered .

I did not know what he meant. But I could tell he was drunk.

" I love you. " He said . "This is for you."

And those were his last words before I feel him snoring behind me .

During the next eight hours I was thinking about the meaning of his words .

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Sorry for not update sooner! I was pretty busy, I know it's short, but I promise that the next update will be longer, right? Thank you for your votes and readings.

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