"I think I know what your problem is" I begin
"Please go on" He mocks
"You are alone and you want to make other people just like you,you want to break them until they can't take no more.You want to make them suffer because every day your life is a living hell and the only way you keep your self from breaking is by harming other people because it makes you feel better.Because it's easier to bury your problems under the carpet,instead on dealing with them" I say
"Stop" He says
"I'm not finished" I shout
I think your father used to beat you as a child and your mother she left you didn't she" I put across my theory as I watch Harry's face sadden as he looks down at the floor caught in what looks like a memory,like he's reliving something.
Harry eyes glaze over as he stares into space.
"Didn't she,she left you" I shout
"She never loved you,I mean how could anybody love a beast like you" I yell
His eyes snap back and focus on me.
"Stop it" He snaps
"What's the matter Harry,can't take what you give out?" I ask
"Don't say another word" He warns
"Oh come on it's only a bit of fun,right?" I question as I use his tactics against him
"Stop" His tone of voice changes
"Your just a lost little boy" I taunt further
"I said stop" He growls slapping his hand across my face.
I hold my face for a moment as the heat rushes through it and starts to throb.
I slowly turn my head to see Dylan now curled up into a ball,across the other side of the room rock back and fourth.
"Bruce grab the salt water I have a little game to play" Harry says twisting the top of his cane stick he's holding before pulling out a large sword from the top.
My eyes flash in fear as I worry what he will do next,I'm not worried about what happens to me but to Dylan that's what frightens me.
My heart begins to pound as he waves the sword in front of me before holding my chin up with the point of the blade,a bead of sweat rolls down my face.
He realises the sword from under my chin and gently rubs it across my throat.
"Now,let's have a little fun" Harry say swiftly pulling the blade away from my throat and walks towards Dylan.
I watch as Dylan shakes frantically and cowers in fear,head hung low.
Harry circles Dylan a smirk hung on his face before he crouches in front of Dylan.Harry yanks his head back by his hair,fear is bold in his eyes.
"Dylan I love you" I yell I try to run towards him,soon my arms are swung behind my back and restrained.
My vision begins to blur as tears rush to the surface.
"How sweet,the princess and her dog" Harry looks back at me
"Harry leave him,he's not the problem,I am" I shout
He leans his head back in laughter for a moment
"You've known this from the beginning sweet hear and still you enjoy playing games with me" He replies
"Your sick,you know that" I spit every word
"You know what cutie pie" He says
"All your comments hurt me right here" Harry mocks pointing to his heart
He runs the sword between his fingers before placing the blade on Dylan's back and begins to harshly drag it across.
Dylan yells out in pain as the sword is slowly dragged along his back, I tightly shut my eyes as tears stream down my cheeks.
"Keep your eyes on me" Harry demands
My head is harshly turned to watch Harry score Dylan back with the sword.
Pain is marked across Dylan's face and sweat rolls down his forehead.
Another painful yell comes from Dylan's mouth as several slices are made on his skin.
"Stop it" I cry out.Harry watches my face in amusement
"Stop please,it's me you want ,you can have me just leave him alone"I yell
This stops Harry in his tracks and he turns to face me again
"Interesting" He comments
"You've never known love have you?" I dare to question
He twists around to face me and walks towards me
"I loved your mother" He announces "and you look just like her" He replies holding my chin in his hands"
If only looks could kill,that would be perfect right now.A sneer rolls across my lips.
"You hate seeing two people love each other" I comment
"If only you knew how much I am fond of you" He replies rubbing his thumb along my top lip.
"I could never love someone so disgraceful as you" I tell him
"You don't kill or hurt the people you love,you don't even know the meaning of love" I tell him
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Why do I love you? (Harry Styles fan fiction)
Genç KurguCara has been part of the agent team "SHARKS" since she was 14.Her world gets turned upside down when she receives a panicked phone call from her ex Niall Horan. Will she turn her back on him when he needs her the most or will her care for him takeo...
