psy·cho·path [harry styles fanfiction]

Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2 ;

flashback

My head pounded as I blinked my dry eyes and listened to the yelling coming from in the kitchen. I didn't advert my eyes from the late night cartoon as the yelling traveled into the living room, both my parents fighting. Again.

"You think I don't know your cheating on me you low life? I can fucking smell her cheap perfume from here. Whats her name huh - huh?" Out of the corner of my eye I watched as my mothers dainty hands pushed at my fathers bare tattooed chest, him not faltering as she beat on his chest like a gorilla.

I rolled my eyes and went back to watching the cartoon, even though the Tv was muted I could still make out what was happening. My head rested in the palm of my hand and my elbow sat on the arm of the couch.

Their yelling became background noise as I closed my eyes and let my self escape to a better place for a little while. A place where their was no pain or suffering, no fighting and no stress. I dreamt of blue sky's and happy smiles, I thought up a paradise where only misfits were welcome.

"Jesus fucking Christ, hazel!" My eyes snapped to my dad. "You know I'm not cheating right?" I shrugged and he huffed.

I didn't know for a fact if he was cheating or not but I knew that on Tuesday's he liked to come home extra late smelling like a strip club. And sometimes I'd smell perfume on him, it made me sick because my mother didn't wear perfume.

I didn't like cheats, or drunks. My dad just happened to be both.

I jumped when I heard a loud bang echo throughout the house, my eyes snapping to where both my parents stood still.

I waited for another noise, something. But only when I heard a blood curling scream come from upstairs did I jump into action and push past both my un-caring parents to run upstairs, where my brother spent most of his time.

I couldn't breathe as i saw blood coming out from under the door, it coated the carpet in the hallway and my heart fell to my stomach.

As I reached for the door it swung open, covered in blood was -

Flashback over

Sweat coated my body as I sat up in the stiff bed, pulling my knees to my chest i rubbed the palms of my hands against my eyes and repeated in my head it was just a night mare.

I stood from the bed quickly, stumbling through the dark to the dimly lit bathroom. Pushing open the door I rushed to the toilet, sat on my knees and emptied my stomach.

Even though my eyes were open, and I was in reality now - the real world. I couldn't stop the dream from replaying itself before my eyes.

I took a deep breath and stood up, going to the sink and washing my mouth out - and splashing cool water on my face. I tilted my head up and grimaced, my eyes were a dark blue - hollow. I had bags and a dark bruise tainted the skin on my jaw, I reached down and touched my hip. I lifted up my shirt and saw a thick white bandage wrapping around my stomach.

Harry must've cleaned it. I almost smiled at the memory of gaining both my battle wounds, I was sat at a train station before I came to this innocent town when a couple of girls came up to me and asked if I was 'that girl'. I wasn't going to lie, I was that girl on the news - they however didn't quite like the truth. I wasn't going to throw the first punch but I sure as hell was going to put up a fight.

I shut the bathroom light off and walked toward the bedroom door where Harry let me sleep. I opened it and walked down the small hallway into the kitchen where Harry stood, leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee in hand.

"You want some?" He offered - lifting his cup to show me. I shook my head, "I don't like the taste."

"Suit yourself," he stated looking back down to read the paper again. I took another step into the kitchen and played with my fingertips.

"Did you do this?" I asked, lifting up my shirt. Harry sighed at set his coffee down, it was only now I noticed he was shirtless. "Obviously," he stated.

I narrowed my eyes, he lifted his hands in defense - "Sorry, sorry."

My eyes trailed his lean torso as he bent down to read the newspaper again. Tattoos littered his skin, I found myself liking the boat. "Stare much?" I rolled my eyes, "Rude much?" I retailed.

"Hey your the one who didn't have a place to stay and I so kindly offered you mine, the least you can do is play nice." His voice was raspy and deep, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Your right I'm sorry - thank you for letting me stay here." My tone however was sincere, I watched as Harrys eyes stopped glaring at me.

"You know I could get into a lot of trouble hiding a criminal and all."

I leant my arm against the wall and crossed my leg over the other, "Who ever said I was guilty?"

His eyes trailed along my standing form, "The papers, the news, Uh everyone." His eyes narrowed again and I found myself wanting to smooth the wrinkle in his forehead, it didn't suit him.

"You weren't there, don't be so quick to judge." I snapped at him, he fell silent.

"How do you know about any of this anyway? This is cheshire an innocent little town, I lived hours away from here." I questioned, he shrugged.

"Word gets round."

I sighed, rubbing my eyes with the backs of my hands. My mind was racing, it felt like it never stopped racing since the incident.

"Look, my girlfriends coming over soon. So hide in the bedroom for a while, yeah?" My fists clenched, this guy was an absolute prick.

"You've got a girlfriend?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah - " he nodded, "Jealous?" A smirk formed on his face and I wanted to smack him for it, what a douche.

I smirked right back at him however - "No, amused. You must have a hell a lot of money or your good in bed. She defiantly wouldn't want that face." I lied, he had a gorgeous face that I just so happened to want to punch.

"Well I am good in bed thank you."

"Your cocky."

"Your a killer."

I shut up, my head felt as if it might burst at any minute. "I'm going to get my stuff and leave, thanks for letting me stay the night."

I turned on my heel toward the spare bedroom.

I wasn't a killer, but I didn't think Harry deserved the truth, no one did.

[ a;n/ updated. I've been on a roll the past two day with my stories, quite proud of myself. Please though read my new story 'misfits.'

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