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Song of the chapter- The City, The 1975

Harry's POV

"What the fuck is going on here?!" I shouted, watching as the pathetic excuse of a man pulls his fist out of the wall, but not walking away from Addie.

"This your boyfriend?" He asked her, completely ignoring the fact that I was standing right in front of his face.

"Trent, I told you. He's not my boyfriend, you need to calm down," Addie told him in the calmest way possible.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He bellowed, his voice almost echoing off of the walls.

"Do I really have to ask again," I questioned, making myself known, "what the fuck is going on here?"

This time, Trent finally turned around and faced me, stepping away from Addie, but not as much as I'd liked.

"This isn't any of your business."

Is he fucking serious right now? "I don't support women abuse, for your information," I mused.

"Did you see me hit her?"

"No."

"Then mind your own fucking business," he seethed.

"How about this," I said, stepping forward, "you get the fuck out of here, and leave her the fuck alone before I pound your head into that wall over there."

"Are you serious right now?" Trent said, a mocking tone evident in his voice.

"Trent," Addie said, stepping forward to stop him.

But by that point it was too late, I already grabbed his arm and shoved him to the ground, climbing on top of him and throwing punches to his face.

Addie's POV

"Harry!" I screamed, reaching over to pull him off of Trent.

I was having a panic attack, and if I didn't get him off of Trent soon the nosey people that were already lingering around the open door to my dorm room were going to call the campus police, and then we were going to be in deep shit.

"Harry, stop!" I said , deciding that trying to pull him off of Trent wouldn't do anything. I was too small to even try.

Harry ignored my pleas and I watched in horror as Trent socked him in the nose, taking Harry's brief pause as an advantage, shoving Harry off of him and quickly standing up to kick him in the gut.

I immediately stepped in between the two, placing my hand against Trent's chest and shoving him back with as much as force as I could, "knock it off!"

"Get the fuck away, Addie!"

"Trent, I swear the fucking god, don't make me call your father," I threatened.

He visibly tensed and I saw his face pale the slightest bit, "are you serious?"

"Yes, now get the fuck out!"

I watched as he gave one last glare to Harry before he walked out, pushing past the small crowd formed at the entrance.

"Pussy," I heard Harry mumble behind me.

I turned around and immediately snapped at him, "what the fuck his wrong with you?!"

"Are you kidding me?" He asked, eyes wide, "I just saved you from what probably would've been a broken nose and rape, and you ask what the fuck is wrong with me?"

I winced at his words, "I had the situation covered, okay?"

"Yeah, clearly," he said, rolling his eyes as he stood up from the floor.

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