Abandoned (A Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 12

            

Chapter Twelve

I could see Harry's lips and nose in my rear view mirror. I cuss under my breath. I collect myself in my seat and primp my hair so that it doesn't look as messy. He probably already saw us kissing, there's no way avoiding this confrontation.

Bane knocks on my window, which startles me, because I only saw Harry so far. I open the door and get out, most people would've just waited in the car and rolled the window down, but now I'm fed up. Harry accompanies Bane at his side. Percy exits the car and accompanies my side. Harry's teeth are gritted and stay gritted the whole time Percy is in his sight. It's almost as if he's biting his tongue. He can't take his sorrowful eyes off of me. Guilt. All I feel is guilt wash over every bone contained in my body. I love his stance, his breathing pattern, his features, and yet I don't know whether to be appalled or to let him captivate my mind.

Bane speaks raspily and lowly, "Can we talk to you, in private, please?"

I look off to my side and slightly behind me at Percy, he nods in approval. I tell him to wait patiently, and then I apologize.

Bane's hand lands on my elbow and pulls me off to the side with Harry following slowly. I'm worried that Harry would go ballistic at Percy again if he has the chance, "Brandon feels really bad about what happened today. You don't understand the pressure of an older brother to keep his little sister safe, healthy, and happy, and he's never had these responsibilities until this month. He underestimated the pressure, okay?"

For a guy who never went to school, Bane is really wise.

"Don't walk out on him like this. Come back home, okay? He was worried sick, I've never seen him look so ill. He'll try harder, just come home."

"I-I-I don't kn-I don't wanna intrude on his life. And I need freedom. I'm no ones responsibility but my own. Sure the places I've lived had rules, but they were reasonable, and I had so much freedom. Brandon's smothering me, he's too strict, why does he have the right to parent me like that?" I want to admit that I love Brandon and I want to come home, but how could I just give up my values so quickly.

"Why is it so hard for you to believe that people care about you?" Harry stammers in his question, quick and loudly. His voice has never sounded so stern, and maybe there was hurt behind his words, "He parents you because he cares about you. And his rules are somewhat reasonable."

"Obviously, you deserve reasoning to stop seeing a guy or to have certain rules. But some things are hard to explain and Brandon needs you to trust him. It's hard for you to just come here and adapt to this lifestyle if you can't trust him."

"But Brandon's going to stop me from seeing any guy. I'm his li-"

"No he won't, he just has limitations on certain types of boys," Bane stops me, "Look, just don't stay out tonight. Stay with Brandon, or my house, or Harry's. You're welcome at any of our houses. Brandon will worry himself sick if you don't stay somewhere safe tonight."

"And let me guess, Percy's house isn't safe?" I ask.

"No!" Bane scolds me.

"If he's such an AWFUL guy, can't I learn it on my own?" I ask sincerely.

I didn't even notice how late it was getting. The sun is now setting, the traumatic day is almost over, but there's still so much decision making to do. The night air is even beginning to kick in as a blow of wind sends shivers down my spine and to my nerves.

"You know what?" Bane starts up again, "you do as you please, but you're welcome and advised to come to one of our houses tonight." He slaps me a piece of paper with his and several of the other guys' addresses on it. Apparently the guys had expected to find me.