Kidnapped by Harry Styles!

Chapter 19

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I woke up with my head pounding and feeing ill. I slowly sat up and rubbed my head looking around my room. Harry was in the corner of my room sleeping on a couch, it comfort me knowing he spent the night with me when I was at my weakest.  He was still just in his boxers and had nothing but a pillow. I got out of my bed, trying not to wake up Harry. I tried to walk but I failed and fell from being too dizzy. I knocked down a corner desk with me, causing it to land on me. Harry stood up from the loud bang and went to go help me. 

"I'm so sorry." I groaned as he picked up the desk. I slowly stood up, being more carful this time. Harry grabbed my arms and helped me up. "We are going to tak about what happened last night, I hope you know that." Harry said as I walked out of the room. I felt nauseous, the last thing I wanted to talk about was what happened, I just wanted to get it out of my head. 

"I don't think we need to, it's fine and it won't happen again." I reassured him, I walked downstairs and into the living room. I honestly didn't feel like being that social today so I just stood by the doorway and kept quiet. Harry was chasin after me clearly not liking my answer. Harry was still in his boxers, showing almost everything off. I looked a little but stopped when he interrupted my thoughts.

"No, we will talk about it and that's final." He demanded standing in front of me. I felt a slight discomfort around him and was holding he would just drop it.

"Honestly, Harry I'm fine. The last thing I want to do is talk about it. I just want my mind off it right now. Please." 

"Bullshit you're fine! You were screaming bloody murder and couldn't stop crying!" He raised his voice. I flinched a little by his reaction. 

"I'm not talking about it right now. I'm sorry but you can't make me." I stated walking away from Harry. He was starting to ruin my day and I didn't want to be around him. I walked out of the living room and back to the room I was just in. 

"You will talk about it, even if I have to force it out of your mouth! Where do you think you're going?! This conversation isn't over!" Harry stormed after me. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. I got to the top of the steps and I could see Harry coming after me clearly pissed off, his hair was a mess and he was clearly pissed off.