Philophobia (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Five*

He needed love but he also needed the right person to give him just that.

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Why did I even try. It wasn't a very rational move. But In all honesty I had to do it, I was desperate.

"I told you not to try anything stupid, Milly." Harry said pushing me back inside, shutting the door behind him.

He was now starring at me with disbelief evident in his eyes. He grabbed me and push me to the wall as I gasp, my back now pressed to the wall and his body flushed to mine.

"Why would you even try to leave when I clearly told you not too-huh Milly?" Harry harshly spat at me holding me by the waist and lifting me slightly higher with one arm. His other hand was pressed to the wall beside my head as I kept quiet.

I was now looking anywhere but him. I had to admit he did quite scared me but nevertheless I tried making it look like it din't faze me as I stared anywhere else but him.

"Look at me Baby" Harry said lifting my chin up so I was now face to face with him.

I stared up at him. His eyes now narrowed on mine, no longer green as they were before. His eyes were puffy and red, he was clearly upset.

I kept my mouth shut. I couldn't even make up a decent sentence. This side of Harry was so different that it actually started to scare me. He was possessive and he wouldn't let me go. "Answer me Milly" he growled into my ear. But, every minute I kept quiet not uttering a word. He squeezed my waist harder and growled wanting me to talk, I however only rolled my eyes at his behavior.

Biggest mistake. I regretted rolling my eyes at him.

He stared at me with wide eyes as I stared back up at him and froze.

"For fuck sakes Milly" Harry said now looking even more annoyed. I was now starring at his jawline down to his neck. His veins were now bulging out as I stared at him getting himself all worked up on one wrong move.

Angry Harry was hot. But it still frightened me. I told you I was messed...

"What was that Milly? Haven't you forgotten about the rules we've already went trough not even two hours ago..Hmmm?" Harry spoke. Raising his eyebrows at me while licking his pink plum lips.

"I-I'm s-sorry Harry" I said stuttering. Now I understood why people feared him. He held a certain power over people. Harry was a man capable of anything and I wouldn't want to test him. 

For now that is.

He stared at me and leaned closer to my face. His forehead now resting on mine. His hot breath fanning over my face and I could smell him. My brows furrowed as I tried to push him off of me but he kept me in place. He reaked. He smelled like liquor. 

Was he drunk? Did he left a while ago while I was showering just to get smashed? Clearly.

All of a sudden, he smacked my ass really hard with his massive hand and lazily grin as I whispered.

"Let go of me" I hissed, now staring right into his eyes trying too look as if I was fearless. But I knew I looked anything but fearless.

He grabbed my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist and I had to grab him by his shoulders so I wouldn't fall flat on my back.

Asshole.

"Never." He whispered as he slammed his lips onto mine now molesting my mouth but I din't responded. He was walking up the stairs and brought me to his room holding my bottom as I wrapped my legs around his waist.