My Little Demon. (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Harry's POV

How the hell can he kiss Kylie? He saw me with her going to my room and he saw us playing ping-pong together! What more does he need to see that 'Hey, Harry likes this girl. I shouldn't mess with her!' Liam is so dead.

"Harry calm the hell down!" Louis whisper/shouts as I throw a lamp across the room.

"How can I calm down? He kissed her!" I reach for the desk chair but Zayn grabs my shoulders and turns me to him.

"Harry, listen to me. She is drunk. She thought Liam was you and she went for it. You are over-reacting. She isn't even your girlfriend! I mean seriously. Stop it."

"Yeah Harry just stop. You're getting way outta control," Louis grabs my shoulder and gently squeezes it.

"But I just-,"

"No Harry. No but's." Zayn waves his finger in my face like if I'm a little kid.

But, I might deserve it. I made a tantrum out of nothing. They were right, I shouldn't be mad. Kylie wasn't even my girlfriend, first of all, and she was-is- drunk. Besides, she went for the kiss. Not Liam.

"I'm sorry.." I shake my head and let out a groan. They both stare at me surprised. "What? Im calm now." I shrug.

"Well that was easy.." Louis states unsure if I'm being sincere or not. Typical.

"No you're right. I over reacted for some girl who I've barely met. She shouldn't mean anything to me, right? She's just a girl who I want in bed. Nothing to it." I shrug hoping that gets them off my back.

"Exactly." Zayn smiles and pats me on the back.

"Ok. Can we go back outside now?" I pout.

Kylie's POV

Just a girl? Who he wants in bed? Wow. Ok.

I turn on my heels and head straight for the door. Don't you dare cry! My subconscious warns. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Oops, too late.

I quickly wipe my tears away and sit down on the edge of the sidewalk. I don't think I have ever felt so hurt in my entire life.. I thought Harry was one of those guys in Romantic Movies. But boy was I wrong! Harry is the most terrible person ever! I hope after tonight I never see him again. You'll see him again dumbass. He is Niall's friend.

"Then when he comes I'll just stay in my room!"

Wait did I just say that outloud?

"Then when who comes will you stay in your room?" A husky voice says behind me. Jeez he's like a stalker.

"No one."

"Why so grouchy?" He sits beside me.

"Where's Niall?" I look straight forward hoping he will get the hint and leave.

"I dunno. Why?"

"I want to leave."

"Why Babe?" He grabs my hand but I snatch it away.

"Don't call me Babe." I say harshly. Now he has to get the hint!

"What's wrong?" He grabs my chin and starts turning me towards him but I jump up and start walking into the house.

"Kylie what did I do?" My arm is yanked back and I am looking into green sparkling eyes.

"Let go." I try to tear my eyes away from his but I can't. It's like he has a magic spell on me.

"Tell me what I did."

"She's just a girl. I just want her in my bed." I feel my eyes start to burn and everything gets blurry. I blink and tear rolls down my cheek.

"You were behind the door?" He says with a disgusted expression.

Without thinking, my hand makes contact with his right cheek. He stumbles back and looks at me with a startled yet furious look.

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Bad ending I know I just wanted to end it with a slap though. Haha. Sorry for the long wait! Hope my 18 readers find a out a little bit more about how Harry acts. (;