Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

35. Tough

Cami P.O.V.

"Hey Haz. How was the party?" I spoke carefully and he set down his phone beside him.

"It was... intresting. My mums already in bed. I thought you stayed home?" He cocked his head at me, and a evil smile grew on his face.

"I uh.. well Liam texted me." I started and he stood up. I took two steps back until my back hit the door.

"Oh did he?" He smirked, walking toward me.

"Yeah, and he wanted me to go trick or treating with him and the guys." I nodded awkwardly and he just laughed.

"And who are.. the guys?" He asked, running a finger along my jaw line. I feel very uncomfortable with this position, his figure towering over me.

"Just Niall and.. Brian." I shrugged, gulping loudly. I heard a chuckle and he smirked louder, taking my chin inbetween his thumb and pointer finger.

"Really? Because I went to Louis's asking Jay if you were there, because I was worried. But, she said that Louis went out. With you." He raised an eyebrow, his body getting closer to mine. This wasn't what I was expecting from him, maybe yelling but not this.

"Yeah, he was with us. We egged houses, that's what happened. That's all that happened." I assured him, and I could feel him breathing on my forehead as I looked up into his eyes. His tongue rubbed over his bottom lip.

"You know I'm sick of you lying to me. Just to let you know, your not very good at it babe." He cracked a smile and I narrowed my eyes.

"Why am I even explaining myself to you? If I recall, we are on break remember?" I spat at him and turned my head to the right, not looking at him. His hand on my chin jerked my head back to look at him, and I felt a pain in my neck.

"Just because I moved you to another room doesn't mean shit okay? That doesn't mean you can go out on dates with other guys or hang out with them? Who are you anymore? This isn't the sweet Cami I once met." He narrowed his eyes at me, his green eyes a shade darker.

"And this isn't the same Harry. That Harry wouldn't be jealous." I spat at him back and jerked away from him, walking toward the kitchen.

"Don't you walk away from me! I'm not jealous of anything!" He yelled at me and I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the cupboard.

"Yes you are! The Harry I met wasn't as clingy nor as overprotective! I can't have friends that are guys?" I yelled back, I could feel my face ignited with fury.

"Well the Cami I met was quiet and wasn't sleeping around with fucked up guys who hurt her constantly!" He clenched his fists and stood in the doorway. I held the glass under the sink and filled it halfway with water, taking a sip before speaking.

"Yeah well that was two months ago. And I haven't been sleeping around with anyone." I laughed hitorically and he walked in the kitchen towards me, and I passed him with ease.

"You know I feel like Brian was right. Maybe you are what he said you are." He uttered. I turned around quickly and clenched my teeth.

"Take that back." I spat angrily and he was practically fuming.

"It's the truth. You'll sleep with anyone but the guy you actually love." He pointed at himself and I lunged toward him, grabbing his shirt angrily, as he grabbed my wrists.

"I did sleep with the guy I love! And you know what, I'm confused! I'm so confused Harry, and your not helping. Your not the person I thought you were! I thought you cared! Fuck you! I'm going back home tomorrow!" I spat, letting go of his shirt. I picked up my glass and walked into the living room, the water sloshing everywhere. I felt him grip my arm, and I fought away from him, the glass of water dropping onto the tile, shattering it.

"What, did , I say, about, walking, away from me!" He breathed and I whirled around, tears in my eyes. His face is etched with anger, but I could care less.

"Get off! Don't touch me!" I fought out of his grip and he pushed me, my bum hit the floor, sliding across the white tile. Right ontot the glass, fuck.

I looked up at him in pain and his eyes turned a shade lighter. He shook his head frantically as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to push you. Let me help you." He told me and got on his knees, grabbing my forearm, but I yanked it away from him.

"No! Don't touch me." I spoke through the pain and I heard Anne's voice.

"What's going on down here?" She asked. I looked up to the stairs as we both froze. She had a hand on her hip, her eyes half closed.

"Nothing mum, just a dropped glass. Go back to bed. " He assured her and she gave him a little wave off, walking back up the stairs.

Once she was gone, his gaze shot to my eyes, as I stared at his dishevled hair. He bit his lip in hesitation.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want this to get out of hand. I do care, I love you. I understand that you love Louis also, I do. But if this is going to work, you can't go sleeping with guys. I don't want secrets anymore Cam. Don't be afraid of me." He explained and I cracked a smile at his little speech.

"Well I'd love to listen to this, but there's a piece of glass I'm sitting on, that's slowly sinking in." I gritted my teeth and he nodded.

"Yeah, sorry." He grabbed my hand and lifted me up. Thank god the glass didn't go deep into my skin. "I really don't want you to be afraid of me."

I looked down at his hand that still held mine as he rubbed it over my knuckle. This has been a long night.

"I know. And I dont want that either. So, I'm telling you in advance. I'm having lunch with Louis tomorrow." I looked up into his eyes when I didn't get a response.

"No youre not." He narrowed his eyes at me.

"Yes I am. Just because we are dating doesn't mean you can control my life Harry." I lifted my hand from his and his arm wrapped around my waist bringing me closer to him.

"It kind of does ." He raised an eyebrow, nodding his head and my mouth parted.

"No it doesnt. Goodnight Harry." I turned my head, and tried to walk out of his arms, but they were dead still.

"We aren't done with this conversation." He told me and I rolled my eyes.

"For tonight we are. I think enough has happened." I looked at the broken glass and he looked down in shame.

"Yeah. I guess youre right. Can I.. can I ask you a favor?" He asked and I nodded hesitantly. "Can you sleep in my room? Just for tonight? Please?"

For once I could see in his eyes, how vulnerable he really was. It was almost as if he was scared for me not being in his life. Or his room.

"Sure." I spoke and he smiled. He leaned forward to peck my lips, his fingers digging into my hips.

"Now, we better clean up this mess. Before someone else gets hurt." He chuckled, but a chill ran down my spine. I knew for myself, that wasn't possible.

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