When We Collide (Harry Styles)

Chapter 4

I can't believe him! That, that jerk! How dare he lead me to that then expect me to be all friendly with him.

I hate him.

I'm now sat in his car, arms crossed over my aching chest, just waiting to get home so I can break down. Every breath I take in and out is shaky from the pain I get from breathing and how hard I'm trying to keep in my tears. My parents are at work so I know I have the place to myself.. i can clean myself up and not be disturbed during my breakdown.

Harry's been trying to talk to me the whole car ride, but gave up after the only time I had talked to him was to give him my address after that i just wouldn't reply. I looked out the window and huffed at all his attempts to talk to me.

We finally pulled up at my house and I was out of the car before it had even stopped moving, my temper and the pain I was feeling getting the best of me. Before I was able to open the door, his hand grabbed my arm, spinning me around.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm fucking sorry, I didn't mean for them to go that far, I just wan-" I stopped him mid sentence when I realised what he was going to say.

"It was your idea? You're idea for them to attack me? You know what, fuck you! I hate you!" My hand lifted and connected with his face, a hard slapping sound and the heavy panting of my breath being the only two sounds to be heard. I turned and ran inside, my eyes spilling with tears.

I hate Harry.

Harry's P.O.V

My face stung, but I knew i had it coming. I know I hurt her, but I didn't know I had hurt her that much.

I'd been knocking on her door for the past 5 minutes, asking her to open the door and talk to me, I kept going until I gave up and walked back to my car; hands running through my hair as I sat down in the car. Waiting for my car to start up, I saw a light flashing from the passenger seat.

Her phone.

I grabbed it off the seat, seeing that the call was from her "Home" phone. I clicked the answer button before speaking.

"Look, I'm sorry, don't hang up," I almost begged into the phone, something I never do. 

"I don't care, okay? Just bring me back my phone."

With that she hung up and I started to feel deprived of her beautiful voice.

I knew that as soon as i gave her her phone back I wouldn't get to speak to her again, but I had too. I punched my number into her phone before calling my own. I let it ring until I had one missed call. I now had her number.

My heart raced walking up to her door, just knowing I'd be ignored. I clutched her phone in my hand, looking at it before knocking.

Jasmine's P.O.V

I'd realised I didn't have my phone as soon as I searched for it so I could call my best friend back home. I traced my steps back to Harry's car and I wish I didn't have to call it.

Sure, I could've gone outside to him because I knew he was still there, he'd only just stopped knocking and because i was watching him through the window to make sure he left.

As I watched out the window intently, I watched him get out of his car, my phone in hand. I moved to the door to wait for him, just to make this unwanted encounter as short and quick as possible.

Two knocks came through the door, my hand that was already on the door knob, swung open the door. My free hand lifting, palm flat, waiting for him to place the phone in my hand. 

The cold metal of the phone touched my hand and I was quick to grasp it, pulling it away from him and towards myself.

I managed to mutter out a small "thanks," before I slammed the door in his face.

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Everything hurt, I had just gotten out of the shower, I tried to calm myself down after my breakdown, but I was still anxious, angry and scared. I stood in front of the mirror, examining my naked, blue and purple stopped body. Running my hands over the bruises that were quickly starting to appare, covering me. One in particular caught my eye, the big, round, deep purple bruise above me hip. That wasn't from any of the kicks, it was from being shoved into the corner of a desk, by Harry.

Sorry this update isn't very long! I ran out of things to write :(

There's more drama on the way so get ready for that and longer chapters!

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