Super Human (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

"I thought you loved my sister!" I shout at him.

"She is boring. I could do so much more with you" he smiles and I smack him. I actually smack him. My hand collides with his cheek and I scramble to my feet. The three boys sit stunned as I run off into the darkness. I hit him. I actually did it. What am I doing?

"Come back here you stupid bitch!" I hear him call and I run faster, into the warm building and up the stairs. I haven't looked back once as I slam the door to my room shut and put the bolt on.

My breathing is quick and I hold my face in my hands. Why am I doing this? I haven't been thinking straight since I came here and now I have actually hit someone. The adrenaline is rushing through my body and it feels so good. He deserved it didn't he? Somewhere at the back of my thoughts I am proud that I stuck up for me and my sister but I am too worried that he will come and find me to think about that.

His threat was horrible. He will find me. He literally told me I had no escape.

I call Beth but she doesn't pick up the phone. I have already called her four times today. She must be avoiding me. Little does she know what is going on.

There is a knock on the door and I freeze, running to my bed and hiding under the duvet. After a few moments there is another knock an I poke my head out.

"Diana, it's me" Harry coos through the door and I don't know if I trust him. "Please love, open the door. Don't be scared"

Involuntarily I move and unbolt the door. Harry strides in with weary eyes, locking the door behind him.

I sit down on my bed cross legged and he sits on his opposite me.

"I'm scared Harry"

"I know"

"Will he hurt me?" I ask and he hesitates before answering.

"I won't let him"

"I hit him"

"I know Diana. You shouldn't of but I know why you did it" his voice is calm and soft.

"You stole that alcohol?" I ask and his body tenses.

"Yeh" he doesn't look at me.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you" I frown and he looks up at me.

"Your a good kisser" he smiles and I smile back, unsure how to handle the compliment.

"What does he want me for?" I ask Harry and his smile dissapears.

"You don't want to know. He thinks he has some kind of right over you. He's obsessive"

"Oh" is all I can say

"It's happened before"

"Really?"

"Yeh. He finds a girl he likes and then stalks her until she.." He trails off as someone's fist connects with the door.

Immediately I get to my feet and so does he. I love the way he moves protectively in front of me as he speaks.

"Hello?"

"It's Niall. Just wanted to let you know that Andy is fucking angry that you smacked him, that you are not head over heels for him and mostly that Harry is here with you"

"Ok Niall. Tell him to go and find someone else because I am fucking sick of his games with girls and Diana will never be his" Harry shouts and despite the circumstances I feel a smile on my lips.

Once Nialls footsteps disappear down the corridor Harry turns to me and grins, signalling me to come towards him.

I do, letting his arms wrap around me as I rest my head on his chest.

"Are we hiding?" I ask him even though I don't want to ruin the hug. I want his hug to send warmth through me forever.

"Just until I figure out what to do" Harry talks into my hair and pulls out, walking back to his bed, stopping at the last minute to sit on mine instead. I sit next to him.

"It is so strange. I thought I knew Andy, obviously not"

"Yeh. It's sickening the way he changes to lure people into his trap and I am fucking sick of it" he looks at me and holds out his hand. I know this will only confuse me later on but I reach my hand out too. His fingertips slide against mine as he incases my hand in his. I always thought my hands were quite big , obviously not.

"Why do you self harm?" His question catches me off guard as his other hand pulls up my sleeve, gently running his finger along the cuts.

"I..I joined a new school. I have no friends. Me and my sister argue. My parents are in Australia. Im horrible. I'm fat. Im worthless.There are lots of reasons"

"Your beautiful Diana" he whispers and I can feel my breathing quicken. "You joined a new school?"

"Yeh. Beddington"

"Seriously? I go there!" He grins and I grin too. I have only been there a week and mustn't have seen him. To be honest this is the best news I could have heard because Andy goes too.

"That's good" I tell him and he squeezes my hand.

"I'm sorry when I told you I didn't like you..I do. It's just, I...I don't know" he shakes his head and my heart leaps in my chest.

We sit in a comfortable silence for a few moments before Harry speaks.

"Why did the ghost go to the bar?" he grins, dimples prominent

"I don't know Harry" I roll my eyes and giggle at his immature mood.

"For the boos" he laughs for the first time since I got here and I savour the sound of it, deciding it is my new favourite noise.

"Was it not funny?" He smiles

"Hilarious" I say sarcastically and he pouts like a baby.

"Lets get some sleep" he yawns.

I try to look away as he takes his white t shirt over his head but that would be impossible. I look at the new tattoos I can see on his muscular chest. He is breath taking. His lips turn upwards as he sees me gazing at him.

He climbs into his bed and I surprise myself by lying next to him.

"What are you going to do?" I ask him and he pulls me on top of his chest.

"I don't know. It will be ok. He just needs to calm down. You will be ok. Now get some sleep" he whispers against my hair and before I know it his chest is moving up slowly as he breathes under me and a light snore is leaving his lips.

I sigh, tracing the beautiful butterfly tattoo on his chest with my finger tip. Even though I am confused, so confused and scared as hell this moment with Harry is one I know I will savour.

This rude boy with the harsh appearance, saving me from my sisters boyfriend and turning into a gentle, immature, dorky giant who will cuddle me in bed and call me beautiful.

Something changed today. I don't look at him like I used to. My heart flutters when he says my name. He makes me feel so confident and alive.

Whatever happens, I know my life has changed and this boy will have a big part in it.