Chapter 4.

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"Harry you might need stitches," I tell him, observing his hand.

"No," He snaps.

I raise my hands in defeat, "Fine, find someone else to help you."

I get up out of my seat in his apartment and grab my things heading toward the door. He is being a complete asshole so I'm just not going to be nice to him, if he is mean to me.

"Wait!" Harry exclaims.

"What do you want Harry?" I snap.

There was a long pause before he finally speaks up, "I'm sorry,"

"Just save it Harry," I walk to the door.

I feel him grabbing my wrists, twisting me around so that I'm facing him,

"No one walks away from me," He says through gritted teeth.

I pull my hands out of his grip, "Well I just did!" I retaliated, walking out the door.

I honestly cant believe I just did that. I was scared shit less, but I actually stood up for myself. The look on his face was priceless. He looked so stunned that I actually walked away from him. I'm just happy that he didn't chase after me, I'm sure that would of been a huge seen.

I walk back to my apartment and change into comfortable clothes. I just want the last couple weeks of summer vacation to be less stressful. I'm starting at the NYU soon and all I want to focus on is my school work, nothing else.

I lay back down on my bed, and pull out a book before drifting off into a deep slumber.

Harry's POV

I cant believe she walked away from me. No one ever walks away from me. Everyone's always so scared of me so they don't even try to walk away. But knowing that Lacey actually isn't scared of me really hits a nerve somewhere. I like that she isn't scared of me. It almost makes me respect her more. Hell I barely even know her, but she makes me want to know her .. makes me want to protect her. She probably hates my guts right now for being a dick to her. Maybe I should just apologize to her later.

Right now I need some liquid courage, so I'm going to go to the bar for a little while and have a few drinks. The bar is with in walking distance, so I don't want to take my car and get into a accident like last time.

I walk down the crowded streets until I finally get to the bar. I walk in, the smell of alcohol filling my nostrils. I've been drinking for many years and I still cant get used to that smell for some reason.

"Hey Styles! Haven't seen you in a while," My old friend Danny says to me.

I nod my head, "Just get me a drink Dan," I grumble.

He nods pulling out a glass with ice, filling it with the brown liquid. I take a big swig of the drink, the sensation burning my throat. I look around the bar, remembering all the fights I've had in this place. I remember one time, I was seeing this girl. Well we were just fuck buddies but I was walking out in the parking lot and I saw her in the truck with another guy, and I walked straight up to the guy she was with, and knocked him out with one punch. Then I left him there and walked away. Fucking hilarious.

I felt a hand run against my back, I quickly shot my head around and saw a blonde, wearing some kind of slutty outfit.

"Hey wanna go back to my place?" She asks biting her red stained lips.

Any other time I would take her right out and fuck her in the bushes, but tonight I'm not feeling it. "No thanks, I'm not into whores," I respond, paying for my drink.

She gasps and runs back to her friends, being so dramatic. I stumble back into the street and make my way back to the apartment. I didn't have to many drinks, but I've had enough to make me slur my words.

I just hope that Lacey accepts my apology. Well she better fucking accept it because I don't apologize alot.

I get to the apartment building and stumble up the stairs, falling a couple times. I go down the hall and look for her number, and knock on the door. I wait a minute before she slowly answers the door. I look down at her, and shes in tears.

A.N. Ooo cliff hanger(; I hope you guys like this so far c: But pleaseee VOTE and COMMENT. Thanks!(:

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