Beautiful Disaster (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 32

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Harry's P.O.V 

I shut my subconscious off for a while and calm myself down. I don't want any issues and I wasn't here to fight, at all. All I wanted to do was talk him down, he's an asshole but he needs to know that what's mine IS mine. I walk towards him with my hands dug deep inside my pocket, just my way to keep my hands to myself because even though I have no intention of doing shit, I might. 

Liam and my eyes meet and I can see the fire burning in them, I walk closer to him and I sigh huge, "Stop it." 

He furrows his brows and laughs; I hate this laugh of his. I just want to smash his face against the car but I would just let it go, "That's the best you've got?" 

"Don't. Just don't Liam.", I just don't want him to say shit to me that might trigger my anger. 

Niall fakes a yawn, "What do you want, Styles?" 

"Your face against this pillar, do you mind?", I bite my tongue because he's trying to rub me the wrong way and I don't have the fucking patience to calm myself down anymore. I can't talk down to my subconscious anymore because he's all ready with his hands all over Niall mentally. 

Liam gives him a little push and Niall pinches his nose and leans over the car. I roll my eyes and glare at Liam, "Quit feeding Rebecca with your bullshit." 

He sighs, "I haven't talked to Rebecca for a while." 

"Liam, I have had enough. Don't fucking screw with my life, over and over again.", I growl. 

Niall chuckles, "Oh, I'm a Barbie, don't touch me, I get hurt." 

Calm the fuck down, Harry. 

Niall is a baby, he has always been and like always he's going to get it hard from me. But right now, I'm here to talk, to tell him to stay away from the girl who I like, the person who is close to ME and not this bastard. I stare at the sky and let out a huge sigh, trying to shove all my anger down. 

"So, you're here to talk about Rebecca, huh?", the blondie opens his mouth again and I look at him, shooting him a glare and telling him to shut the fuck up.  

Niall wiggles his eyebrows at Liam, "How was she?" 

My heart falls to my stomach and I lose it, my hand grabs the back his neck dragging him towards my car and pinning him to it, "Don't you dare fucking open your mouth." 

"He told me she was really good.", he has the fucking audacity to continue.  

Liam is pulling my hands while I pull the side mirror of my car, putting full force into it and it breaks down. 

"Harry! Stop!", Liam is yelling on the top of his fucking voice and the blonde bastard still has a smirk over his face. 

"I would do her too.", his voice is the one thing I don't want to fucking hear right now. 

That's fucking it. I jerk Liam away, having him land on the floor, pacing towards Niall as I pick the broken side mirror from the floor, throwing it over his head when he covers his fucking face with both his hands. I let out a chuckle when the mirror smashes over his arm.