Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•||

47:Then Don't Leave.

Raelynn

I woke up to shouting, I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I laid in my bed for little long listening to them, then I heard something break.

"Fuck." I grunted and hurried out of bed to see what was happening out there. And there was Jake and Harry tussling on the floor. Jake punching Harry and then Harry punching Jake.

They both were bloody. "Guys stop it. Stop it. That's enough. Cut it out." I yelled as I tried to pull them apart without getting hit.

"Harry stop hitting him. Harry, please stop. Please." I started to cry as I was trying to shove Harry off of Jake.

"Harry if you loved me you would listen and let him go. Please." Once I said that, he stopped. He looked at me with guilty eyes. He tried to grab me but pushed him from on top of Jake.

I cradled Jakes head into my lap. Tears rolling down my face as I looked at his wounds. Then I looked at Harry and glared at him.

"What is wrong with you?! Why would you hurt him like this?!" I scowled. "Go get the first aid kit. That's the least you can do." I said angrily.

He left without a word. "Jake, I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me." I sobbed.

"I..I could never hate you, Rae. It's fine. I'll be fine. I started it. When I saw him in the kitchen I lost it and tried to kick his ass but he's stronger than me and he kicked me ass." He chuckled dryly.

Harry came back with first aid kit and a wet rag. I took the wet rag and start to nurse Jakes wounded face.

"Kitten, I'm-" Harry started by I cut him off by putting my hand up to silence him.

"Don't say anything. Go to my room, I'll be in there when I'm done." I said quietly. He stood there for a little longer before he did as I said.

"I'm surprised he didn't kill you, Jake." He smiled.

"I know, right?" He looked at me, "Go talk to him, I can do this myself."

"No, I will clean you up." I said stubbornly. Only because I didn't want to talk to him. He always fucks things up. He could've killed Jake.

But he didn't. I thought to myself.

But he could've. I would never forgive him for that.

Once I was done cleaning his face, and all the blood was wiped away I could see that he only had a very bloody nose, a cut on his eyebrow and a busted lip, and bruise forming on his jaw.

He stood up from my lap and helped me stand up.

"Thanks, Rae." He said and kissed my cheek. "Now go." He lightly shoved me in the direction of my room.

"Fine, but put ice on your jaw." I said as I slowly walked to my room. I sighed as I opened the door. He was sitting on my bed with his head resting in his hands.

I shut the door and his head shot up to look at me.

"Raelynn, listen I-" he started.

"Don't say anything." I said, "Jake told me that he started it. He knows what you've done to me in the past and he has the right to want to hurt you. You did some fucked up shit to me."

"I know and I'm sorry about all of it and for what I just did. But like you said he started it and he didn't know what he was getting into but I shouldn't have fought back so hard, I guess."

"You guess, Harry, I thought you were gonna kill him. Don't forget that he is like a brother to me. Don't you know how scary that is."

"Of course I fucking know, Raelynn!!" He shouted, "I actually lost my sister, my best friend, remember? Or were you too caught up with that Lima guy to remember anything about me?"

"Don't try to turn this on me, you almost killed him, in front of me!!" I shouted back, "Don't you think you've hurt me enough already?!"

"You know what, fuck this. Maybe I shouldn't have come back." He scoffed and shook his head. He starts to put his shoes on and grabbed his car keys.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm leaving, I'm going back to the ward." He simply said and tried to go pass me. I put my hands on his chest to keep him from reaching the door. "Move."

"No."

"Get the fuck out of my way, Raelynn." He growled.

"No, I'm not moving. You're not leaving. You're gonna stay here. We're gonna fight and then we are gonna ignore each and then have mind fucking blowing makeup sex. I'm not letting you go. I made that mistake of letting myself let you go and it was the most miserable months of my life so you're gonna stay."

He stared at me, searching for songs in my eyes, he scoffed and moved my hands from his chest.

"Well I guess I have to make more mistakes before you let go and find someone better." With that he was out the door.

"Call Liam!!" I yelled, I didn't hear the front door open instead I heard loud footsteps stomping towards my room, I smirked and backed away from the door quickly.

The door flew open and there he stood furiously glaring at me. "Don't fucking call that Lima, bitch."

"Then don't leave."