My alarm goes off and suddenly I'm wide awake. I get up and start getting ready for school. I put on some jeans and a black tube top. I put my hair into a messy bun before heading downstairs to eat breakfast. I make a waffle and halfway through eating it I realize the house is oddly quiet. Weird.
I finish my waffle and head upstairs to see if Harry is awake. I don't hear anything. I slowly open his door and I see him sitting on the balcony smoking a cigarette. Great. He only smokes when he's stressed out. I walk over to him. His hair is curly and messy on his shoulders. He's wearing grey joggers and a white v- neck. I walk out to where he is.
"You coming to school Harry?" I ask him. I'm his ride since his car is currently in the shop.
He takes a long drag of his cigarette. His eyes close as he inhales and exhales slowly. Wow. Is he really ignoring me? Two can play this game.
I start to walk back inside when he suddenly stands up. He grabs me by the shoulders and pins me up against the wall. My eyes widen.
"Why the fuck do you have to make every fucking thing difficult Jane?" He says gritting his teeth.
"Wh- What?" I whisper, taken aback at his impulsive aggressive movement.
"WHY THE FUCK DO YOU MAKE EVERYTHING SO GODDAMN DIFFICULT?" he yells at me grabbing my arms and pinning them above my head.
Way to wake up the neighbors.
Our noses are close together and his grey eyes look like cold and mean. He towers over me.
"I don't know what you mean," I whisper. My body is starting to tremble. Not out of fear, out of shock. What the hell is going on with him.
Harry continues to just stare at me. His icy glare never giving up. His hands on my wrists are starting to make me worried. His grip is really tight.
"You're hurting me Harry," I whisper again. He mutters "sorry" as he lets me go, suddently avoiding any and all eye contact with me.
"Go to fucking school. This shit didn't fucking happen."I get my purse and my car keys and head to school. On my way there I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. Nothing ever happened like this. Yeah we were friends but he was never physical like this. He has never yelled at me before either. Last night and this morning is a new and weird Harry. I wonder what the hell is going on with him.

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Anger Issues
Genç KurguHarry has anger problems, everyone knows that... But will he lose everything because he can't control himself? Jane and Harry are both 18. Roommates. Friends? Possible lovers?