Dark and Dangerous

Torn

*HARRY'S POV*

I groaned in frustration. I began to smash various items in my room. Demi just thinks that she can fuck me over like that?

"I can't believe this shit!", I shouted.

"Harry.", someone knocked.

"What?", I snapped.

"It's Louis. let me in."

I opened the door. Louis walked in and wrapped his arms around me. I instantly crumbled and began to tear up.

"I didn't really understand what heartbreak was until now.", I cried.

"It's alright lad. just go win her back.", Lou smiled.

"I can't. I should've gone to help her when she was feeling suicidal. I should've believed Michael and gone with him.", I sobbed loudly.

"Show her that you need her. You're just going to have to fight for her.", Lou whispered and patted me on the back.

"You're right. I'll kick that skunk haired cunt's ass.", I snickered.

"Don't do that. just give her a reason to love you."

"Lou you sound like fucking Oprah."

Lou hugged me then smacked my bum. that was unexpected.

"Sorry. go get her lad!", he laughed.

I ran out of my room and stopped abruptly. Diana was sitting on the stairs and looked angry. oh well, she treats me like shit.

"Oh Diana it's over.", I stated and ran to the door.

*DEMI'S POV*

"Babe, I think someone got pictures of us fucking.", Michael stuttered.

"Shit. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let you fuck me against the window.", I sighed.

"It's ok love. that was fun.", Michael winked.

"That's not what I was afraid of. what if Harry saw it? he might try to hurt you again.", I babbled.

"Demi, calm down. you're going to have a panic attack if you don't chill."

That's true but Harry is dangerous. I've figure that out the hard way. it's a good thing that I don't sleep around anymore.

I grabbed my panties and slid them on under Michael's 5SOS tank top. I really like this shirt. I may have to get one. I walked downstairs and made some coffee. I would usually drink tea but I'm hungover so coffee is a better idea.

My phone was on the counter vibrating like crazy. who would be trying to contact me? I hardly talk to anyone.

I looked at my phone and saw my sister's name flash across the screen then Harry's. I opened Diana's text first. she never talks to me.

*be careful. Harry may be over there in a few minutes. he's livid.*

I read the text a few times before it finally sank in. this is what I was afraid of. he's going to smash Michael's face in then scream at me for hours about how much of a whore I am.

I opened Harry's text and held my breath. this can't be good.

*demi, I was wrong about your sister. you were right and I never should've chosen her over you. I realized that I never have loved anyone as much as I love you.*

The text made my stomach flutter and now I feel really bad about being with Michael and basically rubbing our relationship in his face. I'm still on edge after what Harry called me.

I don't even know what to do at this point. once I see those green eyes I will crumble. but, I really like Michael. I may just give up on dating all together and get my job at Lusty Leopard.

I want to party and have fun while I can. I'm just not sure what I'm going to do about this situation. I was pulled from my thoughts by knocks on the door.

I crossed my fingers in hope that Harry doesn't murder anyone or start screaming at me. I really just am not in a good enough mental state to deal with being screamed at.

I cautiously walked to the door and opened it revealing a boy with tasseled curly hair, bloodshot green eyes, and tear-stained cheeks that were bright pink.

Harry was looking at the small box in his hand. he looked in my eyes and tried to smile. tears were still forming I his eyes.

"Harry, what happened?", I asked.

"I can't stand seeing you with him. I just can't handle it. I may have acted like I didn't care for you but I don't know what I was thinking.", He cried.

I hate seeing him like this. he's absolutely miserable. he stood there and held out his box. It was a small box covered in little cartoon-y beanies and mittens with a small green bow on it.

"Merry Christmas.", Harry sighed.

He handed me the present and turned around. he walked to his car without looking back.

"Who was that love?", Michael's voice sounded.

He walked behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I didn't even realize the tears spilling down my face until Michael spoke.

"What's wrong?", he asked.

I quickly wiped the tears away and smiled the best smile that I could muster. when Harry and I broke up I really wanted him to feel the pain that I felt. now I feel horribly guilty.

"Nothing just cramps.", I lied.

"Oh erm...", Michael paused. "want a chocolate milkshake?"

"Sure. can you go get me one? please?", I begged.

"There's no need to beg. I'll get it.", Michael smiled.

He gave me a quick peck on the cheek and went to get dressed. I sat on the couch and examined the present Harry gave me. I should give him his.

I took the bow off and opened the small box. it held a bracelet with several small charms. there was a heart, a musical note, a book, "Little Things", and "Harry".

"I have other stuff to do, so I'll be gone for a while.", Michael stated.

"Ok. I left something at my house so I'll just go over there and hang out.", I smiled and hugged him.

"Wait I drove you over here."

"My house isn't that far. plus I need to walk some of that wine off. that was some strong stuff."

"Ok be careful love.", Michael said and kissed me.

He walked outside and drove off. I got dressed and walked into the chilly air. the walk was about ten minutes long. once I arrived at my house I started crying again.

"Why does everything have to be so fucking complicated?", I shouted and punched the drywall.

I walked over to the small tree with all the presents. I grabbed the one with Harry's name written on the small tag. I grabbed my keys and threw the box in the passengers seat.

I drove to the large house where Harry and his friends were staying and ran to the door. I banged on the door. Louis opened the door. his expression was both happy but worried.

"He's in his room.", Lou smiled.

"Thank you.", I hugged Louis and ran upstairs.

I pounded on Harry's door. there was a rustling sound. I heard a female voice and my heart sunk. Harry opened the door and behind him stood Diana.

"Oh... I uh.... here.", I handed the present to Harry and ran downstairs.

"Wait! Demi come back!", Harry shouted.

As I was getting in my car I was roughly pulled away from the slightly junky vehicle. my eyes met two bright green ones that were full of worry.

"I swear that was not what you think it was. I broke up with your sister and she won't leave. she's drunk and trying to rape me.", Harry panicked.

"What?", I asked.

"I broke up with Diana and went to give you your present. I was hoping that you would dump Michael but I-"

I pressed my lips to Harry's and tangled my fingers in his mess of curls. I love Harry. I pulled away and took in Harry awestruck expression.

"But Michael-"

"I love you. not Michael.", I stated.

I turned toward the house and saw Michael in the doorway. when did he get here?

"So you tell me that you don't want Harry anymore yet you come here and start making out with him and telling him that you love him and not me?", he exclaimed angrily.

"Michael I'm sorry.", I stuttered.

"No you're not. in fact you need to choose one of us right now. If you pick him we can no longer be friends."

"You can't be serious.", I stated.

"I'm dead serious Demi."?