Give Me Love (Harry Styles AU)

Chapter 18

A/N: This chapter is kinda short, sorry guys! 

Shock ran through my body, as I was suddenly pushed against the door. Harry had one of his hands on my waist, and the other on the side of my head pushed against the door. I felt a warm feeling spread where his hands were, and I rolled my eyes as my body had a mind of its own. I looked up at the ceiling refusing to meet his harsh gaze.

"You don't need to worry about a damn thing." His deep voice made my throat dry, and suddenly all the confidence I had was gone. 

"He slapped me, and popped my tir-tires. I have the right to worry!" I prayed my voice didn't come out as small as it did in my head. Concern quickly replaced the anger that was flashing in Harry's eyes as I finally looked at him.

"He slapped you?" His eyes quickly scanned my face, before anger came back again.

 "Maybe that's a sign you need to mind your damn business. Ever thought of that?" He pushed me into the door a little harder, before he backed away from me.

"I have been minding my business, but apparently that's led to a rebellion. One I have no idea how I caused!" I knew I sounded scared, but who wouldn't if they were in my situation?

 I took a moment to calm my nerves before speaking again, "Look, I know you hate my guts for whatever reason, but you're the only one I can get answers from. He asked me about you." Harry looked at me, and groaned loudly before punching the wall.

I quickly reached over to his hand to see if he injured it, and was surprised when he didn't push me back. I rubbed his knuckles, which were turning red, and looked up to meet his eyes. He was staring at me with something in his eyes that I couldn't quite figure out. I coughed trying to break the silence, and he gently pulled his hand away from me.

"He thinks you're the reason I haven't been fighting." 

My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, "Wh- me?"

 He simply nodded, "Ever since Hazel has been hanging around you, she's been trying extra harder to get out of fighting, and he thinks you're the reason for me as well." My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach.

"So, you guys are the rebellion he's talking about?"

 He once again nodded his head, and sat down, "There have been others because of us. Two of the best fighters fighting against the boss, so of course those other dipshits think it's a good idea to try." My mind was racing.

"But I have no part in any of this! Why is he bothering with me!? I'm not the reason you stopped fighting. You don't even like me." Harry visibly flinched when the words left my mouth, but he tried to brush it off.

"You're right, now I gave you your answers so get the hell out." He stood up and started pushing me towards the door. 

I squirmed in his grip, "Wa-Wait! I have one more question." He stopped pushing me when I was on the other side of the doorway.

"Why are you trying to stop fighting?" His eyes flickered with the same emotion from before, when he looked at me. 

"I want to be better for her." 

He then slammed the door in my face again, leaving me to wonder; who 'her' was.